Two Sons

Facing you son, holding you in my arms, The bright light I saw, The love I felt, Never to melt away. Son, you filled my face with a smile, Your little hand grasping mine, Our love connecting that early Autumn Day, Hospital room full of glee. You won so many hearts that day, I’ll always…

World Tree

Grown up, many directions, Practicing digression, pushed into decisions, Needless violence, harassing words, Destiny in the back ground, Visions of the future haunting me, Pushing through hazy rooms, Hotboxing all the whips, Blue lights flashing up the mirror, Colors whipping across the mirror, Dropping King down rabbit hole, Eating shrooms like Alice, Growing 10 by…

Future?

I heard an interesting topic last night. Did Christianity cause the fall of Rome, or was it social chaos that we see in Capitalist countries today? More so, was it the movement of youth coming to Christ that caused Rome to collapse? Youth are the future, and their will be done.

Do I Believe In God?

I must give Jordan Peterson some credit in the answer I am about to provide. The answer will be a short paraphrase of his with a large twist of my own. I deeply respect that he doesn’t like being asked the question, ‘do you believe in God?’ Belief is difficult 2000 years after an event…

Cycle After Cycle, Still Drowning

Broke man, poor pockets, still giving till the end, Jacket there, last twenty here, Living life to the fullest, Blasting music, riding wild down country roads, Drinking till five in the morn, Mourning deep loss, unspoken pain, Drown’n in a bottle, Floating around, alcoholic circles, Regular at the bar, Passing out as many cigs as…

Request or Blasphemy?

Would you pray to God to see an Angel in your lifetime? What consequences would such an encounter incure? What mission would that set your life on? What path would you need to lead in order to meet an Angel? Would you have the stamina to see such a path through to the end? Since…

A Soul So Grand

I never met you, Your heart reminds me of mine, I cherish the time you had, Your love, your music, your soul, I never met you, But I hope one day, To shake the hand of a man, Who’s soul was so grand. (A poem about Chester from Linkin Park)

Denila

Oh Denila, my beautiful Denila, I reach out and touch your cheek, So beautiful, I dare to touch you, That I may comprehend your beauty, Here you stand, oh Denila, In front of me your love, How am I so lucky, How am I so worthy, How I am humbled by you, My Denila, my…