Tired of money

Why why why why why why why why

because

money

I can feel the flow 

the warms of my small sisters hands

I kneel down in the dirt on a Sunday morning

the sun spills in 

warm I smile

I say hello

one speaks

the other glows on my skin

I wake to the cool shower stream

no bath cause' I'm in a hurry

to ride my bike in the spring air

march 

April 

May has sprung and I'm free

but I don't have much

two dollars to my name

Ill buy a slice and dance in the afternoon

spring

such a wonderful season

without 

money

doesn't determine

why does it determine

this love peace connection with 

my family and spring air I feel

doesn't account to

money

then as if the first few hours were not enough

a full moon glow

atop a city rooftop

cool drink in my hand

with freinds who's life I touched

we share more words that let us know

we're all stardust in the universe

cosmic vomit birthed some time after time began

we all sit drinks in hand

atop that rooftop

silent for a moment

as the moon dances naked before us

the light highlighting the warm air

drops of melted ice water rolling down

we pause then

money

doesn't factor in here.

money 

why is it even here

money

wasn't invited here

money

wed be richer if you weren't here.

Generation Wealthy
(a rejection of conventional wealth)

I would have exercise my contempt
my dissatisfaction with your verdict
your 'honor'

because it seems as though your court is corrupt
in mind and thought
you base your generation on monitary gains
you say my generation is headed for tough pain

why?
becuase we live in smaller homes?
because our pockets aren't stacked?
Or could it be due to the rich amongst us that we lack?

I say we're wealthy if we call meetings to make sure all are clothed
I say were richer if we have potlucks to make sure all are fed
I say were richer if we email our friends to rally for there needs

10 million miles across the globe and weeping after hours on knees
I say we're richer becuase due to facebook we've met our brothers who
instigated the arab spring

we occupy each others hearts
we groan together farm love and feel
not greed.

you say my generation is measured by our home?
I say we build our own and share
fire the realtors and just give everyone a home

you say it isnt reality I say look at your bank
arent we all poorer?
don't we all want to stop living for rent?

there is no high without the low
there is no spring without snow

there is no vision where few conquer the many
besides I may not have much but.


Ill fight with you.
no matter where you are
Ill love with you.
If you cant walk
Ill carry you.
If you are being oppressed
Ill uplift you.

we are a global island with compassion taking all vacancies
our economy run by mercy's currency
with no money all richer
and none
left alone or needy

CRPS
(A poem for the afflicted. Hope for CRPS sufferers)

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for tonight I weary and curse my very air


yearn
no words just the still pool of bleak
bathing in darkness
its suffocating me
filling my lungs
deep

Ill use less words
its taking my air
the doctors don't even flinch
when I say I want to take his scalpel
end loves journey
with him watching
oh my what peace
my glance lifeless
the only thing left of me
cadavers glare

My workload is misery
my friends truly can't care
how could they?
who translates here

Requiem De mi Alma
mi alma no puedo sentir el toque del amor
forgive me
my maker my Requiem mass
because I've forgotten what love is
this pain feels like I unexist
touch me please
Amen

Skyfalls

I fear myself scared
I lie silent with despicable expectation

this night
this rapid darknesss
insipid odor of its rank develops my soul
its black not brown
its all in my teeth
pushing out my cavities
taking over


I am
on the ground I lie eyes open
searching for a friend
with a heart and hand
light my way
but am I?
I'm staring to believe the dark
the black not brown

Im starting to slave my mind
molding it to shadows powerless whisper
I look inside
its my darkness in this black not brown place
Im alone
that's what I say as if schizophrenia suddenly developed in this place

but I stop and there something forms
a counter
a hope
a real thing

what if Im not lost
my fear really to do with him
I look to the sky
no remembering for a moment what tragedy Im in

what if my fear was really of not having him?
he would never lead me lonely
with him right I would never not win..

the stillness ceases to be darkness
I open the door
SKY
let him in
the dungeon fills with light
the black not brown room no more
spring

August burns Red

August burns Red, a photo by JustinTshockley.com on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
Lyrics from the song:Cutting The Ties by August Burns Red
(christian band)

Silence is a frustrating answer when all you want is a sign.
Silence is a frustrating answer when all you wanted is a sign.

It’s hard to be surrounded by the ones that you love when they keep passing you by.
(passing you by)

Beneath the tough facade I know that we are getting through.
None of us are ready to just remember you.

Whenever you are lost, I know that we can find you standing outside screaming at the sky.

Don’t let the tears of agony consume your heart.
Let it beat on in hopes and dreams of a new start.

No one knows the weight on your shoulders.
No one knows the burdens you bare. These thoughts won’t stop.

I’d be so easy to take the easy way out. I’d be so easy to take the easy way out.

Compassion is a beautiful thing, so show some for yourself.
Rock solid from the outside looking in.
Rock solid from the outside looking in. Inside you’re praying for help.
Rock solid from the outside looking in. You’re praying for help.

It’s hard to be surrounded by the ones that you love when they keep passing you by.
(passing you by)

Beneath the tough facade I know that we are getting through.
Life is a gift. Remember this. Remember this.

Break free. Break free. Break free.

I know silence is a hard answer when all you want is a sign.
Patience is a virtue. (a virtue) You will be revived.

Coptic 

(inspired by Egyptian Coptic Christian Poem)

No matter what happens I'll die with my faith
this pain this dagger in my flesh
torturing me
torment
years on end

But I'll die with my faith
tears and thought so ending it all
the cross submerged by the broken levy
my air on fire within me
with salt in lung
sinking

But still
I'll die with my faith

Fall down
get up
cry repent
beg God and plead
for a hand to hold
in a desert so dry
where a wet tear should appear
now dry
where I would cry I say

I'll die with my faith

Over and again I crawl to win
the end is the win
not beginning or half end
the final point
the end

So scared with wombs
 I go I go
no matter what I moan
for freedom my heart wails
bellows with the volume of the brightest star
saying

Ill go until spent
and I'll die
I'll die with my faith

I

A Steady Slow

I used to think
that love was merely a calm
straight
stream
But now love I see
love what you tried to give me to see
how blind you are
but how beautiful to me

a wild water
rapid roar and crash
an avalanche with emotion
a steady calm lake
so quiet the stillness makes one laugh

so steady so constant
you never leave the beloved behind
so forgiving
your sweetness bears no grudge after 20 years time

you stand there
just
hear what I'm saying about love
just standing there
picture what I'm saying
fixated there
feel what I'm moaning

stayed.

there.

how prideful I've been
love
so arrogant to imply I knew you
called another you
how I still have the lies in my heart
but you wait
still you wait for me
but this old soul
tired of truth gone wrong

slowly looking down
more and more mirth filling my soul
the grace in realizing
you
and it was always you
loved me
first.

New Face

do you think the holy chorus
an homage to your name
all angels align in jubilee

to your record you've made free of shame
vestals lot blameless
all folly remembered not
a made man of your own premonition
a prophet of heads whim

but the master is one who made you pretty
your heart still filled with that shame
its the son's record you've been given
no need therefore to mask your shame

its him he is perfection
its him his beautiful face
we behold alongside his glory
now and only now
neglecting our folly
we feast on the masters face.....