She smiles today,
But will stay silent tomorrow.
Love like no other and her beauty is my weakness,
Beast inside, tempts and emerged to her with such firmness.

Her silence show her pain and her pain is mine,
Mine to bare, mine to keep and not to share.
And I admit that I was wrong for not listening to my heart,
Because I was confused by what they say I let us fall apart.

Now we smile at each other every time we meet,
And blush and look away every time we greet.
Knowing to ourselves that we could have been more,
Not knowing that we would be separated was never sure.

Often I weep right after we talk on the phone,
And I know she does the same when she's all alone.
And I wish some day we will reunite again,
Because in this story beauty is the beast and I will love her the same.

Is a man a man,
If he cannot stand "OR"
Rise his hand "TO"
Make a command.

Is a man a man,
If he beats a child "THEN"
Abandon this child "SO"
A mother could cry.

Is a man a man,
When he can't talk the talk "OR"
Walk the walk "BUT"
Breaks the vow, and has to serve in court.

Is a man a man,
When he doesn't know the roles of a man "AND"
Always demand an answer "FOR"
The question, what is a man?

Is a man a man,
When he sews the seed "TO"
Reap the grieve "OF"
Becoming a thief.

Answer to me: Is a man a man,
If he cannot stand "OR"
Rise his hand "AND"
Use his voice "TO"
Make a command.

Is a man a man?

When I was young I didn't understand,
I was mislead and not taught right from wrong.
So I stole, I lied, I fought and I misused my hands,
Damaging myself and how my future might stand.

I grew up among many gay friends,
Who had flipped ways and flipped days.
But I wasn't aware of what this was,
And to them it was cool as the bees buzz.

I always had a bad feeling about their ways and how they act,
But I thank God he always had my back.
Because when I learnt what and how this abomination would end,
I didn't want to be friends no longer with them.

It's a disgusting and a disgrace to mankind and to all that is right,
And yet still mankind let these abomination get the chance to speak, get up and fight.
So now gay marriages, couples and their influences surrounds the earth,
Causing damnation onto babies before their very birth.

And the funny thing about it, is that they know they are wrong and will fall,
And they know that they are an abomination onto God and to all.
But they still smile, dieing, knowing their guilt,
With corruption in they hearts and their minds full of filt.

Judgment to the foolish who stand with them to support them and make them feel hype,
Making them feel like what their doing is right,
God will continue to test men in some of the worst ways and in the worst days,
But in these days men will fail and turn away.

So they blame God and say they become gay because they were abused,
But they sound so ******* stupid and so utterly confused.
At the end of it all every person has a choice to make,
And being gay isn't how you were born or become because of anything, or of any affect in life,
Its because of the choice you made and the path you take.

So I'll forever dislike their ways and the choices they make,
Because God is good and his love is powerful and great.
And remember He hates the sin and not the sinner,
But if the sinner doesn't let go of the sin then the sinner becomes the sin.

Are you discouraged by the way you were born or how your body appear,
Don't be foolish, there's a person meant for everyone out there.
Yes some may say your ugly, fat, skinny or what ever they say,
Just remember that everyone is unique in their own way.
Nice defines the person on the outside,
But beautiful is the purpose within,
So there's no sin by the color of your eyes, hair or skin,
But by how you choose to defile yourself and the effort you put in.

No drop of sin shall enter the kingdom of the Holy,
But shall burn in the fire not yet felt,
A lot of gay people have change their lives wholy,
But some want to feel the heat of Hell fire and melt.
An abomination is an abomination,
Because big sin small sin is still sin.
So if you think you can ask for forgiveness on your last breath, well try,
And see if it's Heaven's gate you'll enter in.

He stands alone, he sleeps alone and fights alone,
But all he wants is to be left alone.
And he runs far north, south, west or east,
And yet has still to challenge many beasts.
And he defines wisdom, strength, power and leadership,
Although he howls alone and stare at the moon, he sits.
Leveling out the odds that he may get stick,
In the pack of wolves and their deceitful pit.
So all at night he wonders the dark woods,
To find his mate and protect as he should.
And both God and Lucifer works in mysterious ways,
He can't stay one place, so he keeps on the move always.
Beware of his stare, out of the dark his eyes glares,
To strike fear in every heart and soul that comes near.
To keep all unwanted far far away,
To keep himself lone as long as he can stay.
And he gets old and quiver alone he fights his pain,
And when his time is over alone, he'll fall the same.
Leaving a legacy for other wolves to track,
The lone wolf will never die because more always comes back.

Who am I;
Am I a star, that shines above the earth.
Am I a leaf, that falls from a tree.
Am I a being, of being human or being it.
Just it, what's it, not any career can fit,
To who am I and what am I to do.

Who am I;
Am I a seed, that falls from a fruit.
Am I a fruit, that falls to be eaten.
Am I a slave, to do, what's to do, for who?
Just who, who's who, not anyone could say who's you,
To who am I and who is who for what to do?

I know who am I;
I am a child, who looks at night and doesn't fight.
I am a boy, who knows what to do and for who.
I am a task, who was past, will be my future and a present as a gift.
Yes a gift, what gift, who's gift, a God given gift.

To who am I, and a gift to rap, to raise the stacks of being white, yellow or red, no of being me and being black.

To distinguish from the all colors, pink is my favorite.
Even though I am a boy, I'm not afraid to say it.
That yes pink is my favorite color,
And I would choose no other.

Yes they coming,
Some are walking
And some are running
Some are short
Some are long
The poems will arrive soon
49 probably
But 50 new songs.
When they reach not all may shine
But they're all mine
Written from my peace of mind.
When I was in military training poems kept me at peace
So the next 50 poems expresses those times fighting the military beast.

I remember siting in the kitchen,
After washing dishes.
My mom went out and my dad went fishing.
Only me at home so my lyrics had me lifted.

I know I got to go to college, so I have to pay tuition.
That's a part of my goals in life, yes that's my mission.
A partition to listen,
And it doesn't matter what people think because that's my decision.

It's like listening to the news and the **** they'll be telling me.
About some young, dumb, broke kid who got charged for a felony.
Like really and truly and really,
The things in life that doesn't fit so easily.

Maybe a shovel to dig or a piece of a puzzle.
And if life bites too hard the put it in a muzzle.
Because I hope it help to build up your strength,
Or make sure the race that you're running has a good length.

And if you're scared of fear, you better be aware,
Of the thins that play late in the night then disappear.
To be fair, don't get a heartache of the space in the dark place.
And if you get a heartache, take pills for it or take a bow to accept the case, of displacing,
To write the wrongs and the correction of your mistakes.

So don't forget about the mysteries of the clues.
Like the time you never got wet and some how you got the flu.
Maybe from the dew or the zoo from the suspicious kangaroos.
Who never looked at no one else but loved to look at you.

And finally the time to be thinking out loud or thinking in quietly.
Therefore, substitute the lies for the truth and the honesty.
But remember the time lies saved you from the enemy.
This won't be hard for me, but I'm asking to keep love and respect for the way you think of poetry.

When I think about her I smile,
Because she's beautiful and she's worthwhile.
Her smile lights up my day so I feel warm,
And I love holding her and her head rest on my chest with no reform.
I keep thinking about the times we laugh and made funny jokes,
And the times that we hardy even spokes,
I feel so good when I see her happy and fill with joy,
I hope she will keep allowing me to love and so her that there's more to enjoy.

When I think about her I cry,
Because I know she is hurting inside,
And she tries to hide it from me and others,
But I'm not foolish, so I'll know before another.
And I get a bad feeling like it's happening to me,
Because it's effective and I love her unconditionally.
And then she cries so very deep inside,
And tries to cover it up with her beautiful smile.
But who have eyes to see let them see,
I see her hurting and it really troubles me.
But then she stops, regenerate and happiness flows in her heart again,
But I cry because her troubles are not gone, and some day she'll feel that pain.

When I think about her I will Do,
Do my best, do right, do her no wrong, do what she requests of me,
Because she my C bear, my all and my Queen.

I do for you, you do for me, not in the bad way, I am speaking positively.
Cain killed Abel and his curse lives on even now.
The brotherhood has been lost and doubtful that it may be ever found,
Today brothers don't understand their roles and their responsibilities,
So they become eye servants and forced waste commodities.
Some men call their brothers brother yet their friends and strangers receive brotherly love,
So forsake their own families and placed others above,
I was once like this but my heart have been opened wide,
Now I know my true brotherly responsibilities I chose to hide.
People need you when they want things and want you when they need help,
But as it don't benefit their interests they're gone.
Most are like snakes, I rather have a pet snake than trust the likes of men,
Because the snake has less understanding than the least of them.
I don't understand , I am helpful and heartly,
I love to share and I always give the best of my self.
In return selfishness and the "never have".
They tend not to do the same unfortunately they give unjust rewards instead.
Like a flame the combustion of my essence and feelings cause my soul to ignite,
But because of self absorbed humans began shutting the doors of my heart tight.
I live in a blood thirsty world where men feed only for themselves,
The are greedy and they beg and have many hiding for them on their shelves.
I realized that not everyone would stand by your side,
Some wont ride for you until you die.
This new generation of men are weak viperous one indeed,
Search high and low to plant their viperous seed.
Wickedness and evil intents are driven and preached,
Heavenly laws and commandments disobeyed and breached.
I asked myself a question, so weird and suddenly,
Question to myself is why do others try to subjugate me?

It has just begun,
The past I ran races, some lost and some won.
This race is different, the audacity I have to undergo the mission,
Endurance is what I need, and its wisdom.

I no longer require to come first,
Even if last I shall be.
Passing the finish line with all point collected,
I the greater result for me.

I need sustenance and reason to run,
I need purpose until the race is done.
When my eyes are dreaming and my cold body laid down,
Where my race has ended, it should benefit my children to come.

Carrying myself to my utmost limit is not only the key,
I need to survive the burn out on my feet and not on my knees.
Omniscience is my strength and it heals me further,
Not to win the race, later to endure it for longer.

Ancient beginnings Dragons flew wild,
Imprisonment free and they travelled by air for miles.
They stood upon the highest mountains in the sun light beam,
Dragon wings over cities imagine how it may seem.

Imagine dragons walking alongside men,
Over a million lived and were friends with them.
Imagine they fought wars with dragons by their sides,
Imagine riding a battle dragon in the sky as they glide.

In reality, dragons are a myth,
They tell fictional stories of dragons while children gather around and sit.
But a young girl imagined dragons, all the types and colors they could be,
Sadly only when she sleeps the dragons appear and then she can see.

He loves her yes, so he fights for her no matter what,
He cares for her yes, so no slips, no faults will stop him not even cuts.
So she's his main goal, his future the woman he wants to be with,
And he's loyal, faithful and won't stand *******.
And they count their days and mark their love,
Stacking their feelings for each other so far above.
But so long, so much time, fight, pain and over coming,
To bring them to a point was continuing is cunning.
He fought for her then and now he looses his hope and do as others have told,
So he leaves her to cry and he leaves her cold.

For what some other woman who he has to start over with,
And more time to bind and less time to sit.
He left her cold for someone else,
And he cried to her and said it was a mistake he made all by himself.
What mistake, a mistake is like dropping and egg,
But when it comes to taking advantage of someone's love, your better off dead.
Because she'll remember the times and the things in the past you say,
Like bae I love you, I won't ever hurt or leave you and I'll always stay.

She loves him, yes, so she sacrificed everything,
And if she could make the world stop spin, she would do it for him.
She cares for him yes, so no imperfections matter at all,
And she will stand by his side and fall when he falls.
And keeps in mind their anniversary at all times,
Some when they live to see that day, they'll have fun and lime.
But so long, so much time, fight, pain and over coming,
To bring them to a point was continuing is cunning.
She fought for him then and now she looses her hope and do as others have told,
So she leaves him to cry and she leaves him cold.

For what some other man who she has to start over with,
And more time to bind and less time to sit.
She left him cold for someone else,
And she cried to her and said it was a mistake she made all by herself.
What mistake, a mistake is like putting too much salt in a pie,
But when it comes to taking advantage of someone's soft heart, you'll wish you die.
Because he'll remember the times and the things in the past you say,
Like babe I love you, I won't ever hurt or leave you and I'll always stay.

I'm fighting to stay different and I fighting for what I want,
There's nothing in this world that can stop me from reaching my goals.
And if others think less of me and begin to taunt.
Well I know myself and I'll stand brave and bold.

She's mine and I don't mean like a toy or a thing,
More like a present from God, a lovely gift.
And I know she's hurting but she has a pretty strong sting.
So powerful it would make any one become stiff.

My love for her is strong, and we just have to hold on,
I know it's going to be tough when we start living together.
The responsibilities we will have to share and the rides through many storms,
But we will make it, with God and stand firm more than ever.

We both are shy and sometimes act a little childish,
But no matter what comes between us we will annihilate it.
Because our love is real, so childish doesn't matter.
I hope we stand together for real and don't accept any *******.

Sometimes I wish we could find somewhere to live now,
To take her away from all her hurt and worries.
But until she reaches the age to leave and I get a steady work for now,
And I know she has other things also to study about.

I'm not afraid, but I'm worried for her because I care for her,
And I know that she's fighting her fight by herself,
God bless her and keep her strong for me,
And make her blessings and prosperity as large as th sea.

Because my love for her is strong, and I want to make sure she's crowned,
Because she my Queen, my princess, my all.
And I am loyal to her forever we stand on firm grounds,
I'm just praying God put things in place to move forward and stand tall,

There are times
you already know the answer
you are just not ready to accept it yet.

And some things you have to stop
searching for.... why?? At some point
you have to leave it alone.

I forgave you for myself.
Not for you obviously,
You were too selfish for me at a point.
Tho when you broke my heart,
I decided to be selfish too.
But selfish in the way I stopped making everything about you.

I've become so damaged that when someone wants to give to me what I deserve,
I had no idea how to respond.
When you are wounded, sometimes it's best to retreat and heal,
Never stay hidden for too long, because all wounds need air.

That's what happens when your heart breaks,
You tell yourself no one will ever be allowed inside again.
Then someone comes along with light in their eyes,
Suddenly your heart goes to war with your MIND.
I was being who you wanted to
see not who I wanted to be.

You will always be a lot of things.
Not everyone is going to like you or understand you.
And in the times it feels like you are in a court room,
Try to treat others with good intentions,
Even the ones that don't deserve it.
Be you, even when it's hard.
You will spend the rest of your life
with yourself,
Become comfortable with who you are.

We often think more about what scares us than what excites us, and this holds us back.
Nobody is coming to save you, so save yourself.
Ask yourself, are you in love with the person or are you in love with the feeling?

Lord I ask for strength,
Lord I ask for endurance,
And everyday in every way,
I'll get better and better with your help oh Lord.

Lord I ask for wisdom,
Knowledge and understanding.
Lord I ask for the power to be brave,
And everyday in every way,
I'll get better and better with your help oh Lord.

Lord I ask to pick me up when I fall,
And the willingness to do the same for another.
Lord I ask for your blessing from above,
And everyday in every way,
I'll get better and better with your help oh Lord. Amen.

Maybe people try to subjugate me because I have less to say,
Or because I choose to speak less to back myself up anyway.
Often criticized because I am soft hearted and my words were poorly spoken,

When I write, my words are like heavenly tokens.

I try a lot believe me I really do,
Though I cameless, sorry typo came less, as I always do.
I push myself and find that I don't get much support,

I was once blinded, my family do have me in thought.

Why do others try to subjugate me?
All I do is try my best to be fair,
Yet fools walk over me like studs on the parade square.
I used to care, I did and maybe I still do,

Occasionally but why and to who.

Those that look out for me are those I look out for,
I have their backs but I pray they have mine.
They are mostly with you when they need and want,

Then disappear when their interests aren't meat in the flash of time.

Do I need to change? Yes I do.
Change my heart, my mind and the way I speak too.
I need to become a foreign me and positive in fact,

Though from now I am not allowing ******* lay me flat.

People cannot figure me out I let my actions show not who I am, my moods switch suddenly,
I may be caring yet act so don't care so surprisingly.
Sometimes I just don't care and I am not afraid to say,

I don't care how others feel when I say I don't care either way.

I will improve and I believe I will,
I am acknowledging my flaws and forgiveness I seek.
Everyone lies and I am no exception,

But I am human so hold me to no expectation.

I alone knows my life, besides God, I'll be dammed to let someone in.
Even when I do they will never see the entire thing.
I have seen dead bodies, I have watch relatives die,
My heart has a numb side but I rather let it shine.
Am I ready? Maybe, maybe not but in time I'll decide.

To apply focus is all I really need to fix,
My confidence as well takes a play in that mix.
I had to become better than I am but I am too timid,
the picture I want to paint is there but it's not showing to vivid.

I am behind and I am seeing blurry,
I lose focus too fast and confidence appears not to be my style.
I yearn for wisdom of how to become accomplished, high Oh High Court please send your Attorney,
And Judge, judge me, criticize the fact that I lack equanimity.

I desire to be a focused, confident person,
I wish my lack of focus and confidence doesn't worsen.
I want to stand out unencumbered from my darkness but quite shy am I,
Soft as clouds that paradigm the sky and confidence as Splendiferous as my love inside.

Now what do I do,
To find myself back to you.
Little do the wind blow,
Yet far the breeze took you away
PAIN are you here to stay?