I'd like to tell you a story
It begins in 1492
When dear old Christopher Columbus
Sailed the ocean blue

He landed on what he thought
To be the country of India
He stumbled upon a group of people
Who appeared to be indigenous

Because these native people
Happened to be where he thought he was
He called them all "Indians"
&& somehow that name stuck

They welcomed his group with open arms
Even offered them their feast
Unaware that deep inside
They were but wolves, dressed as sheep

Columbus && his crew
Soon ravaged the land
They took what they saw
Then they took full command

Of the people they found
On the land where they landed
They felt they should rule
So they stepped in, heavy handed

They murdered the people
Who had taken them in
Set fire to their villages
While the victims watched with their kin

Flash forward to the future
It's now 2016
It's been over 500 years
Since the overtaking by the regime

Future settlers decided
To let the survivors live on
They designated them small areas
Of what had not yet been robbed

These Native Americans,
Generally keep to themselves
They get by living off their land
But now they need your help

The Sioux of Standing Rock
Are being horribly mistreated
The state of North Dakota
Is poisoning them without reason

A pipeline has been built
That runs through this Native territory
When Bismarck residents didn't want it
It was rerouted, how discriminatory

People from all over the country
Are seeming to agree
They are making the commute
To protest peacefully

In defense of an oppressed people
Who only want to live
But the government is stepping in
Even blowing off some limbs

"Let them die, they're not like us"
the message the administration is sending
It seems that after all this time
The battle is never-ending

What exactly does it take
For people to see eye-to-eye?
In the end we're all just human  
We kiss, we laugh, we cry

So if you have a heart at all
If you know that this is wrong
Please join the Sioux in their mission
By coming together, we can be strong

Eyes closed as I lay,
I wish you were here to stay
yet fear envelopes my aching chest
and I worry that I'll never
rest beside you.
So I lie awake and count the breaths I take,
each one feeling wasted as
the only piece of you that lingers
is your
absence.

I dont want to talk about the weather. I dont want to know "what's up". I want to  know everything you are. I want to know your biggest fears. Tell me about your hopes and dreams, tell me stories from your childhood. I want to know whether or not you like cream and sugar in your coffee. I want to sit on a roof top at midnight and talk about how the stars surround the moon and the millions of galaxies there are. Let's talk about how the human body is but a canvas and it is our job to paint what we ourselves see the  world to be. I don't want normal, i want extraordinary..
~JM

Black Roses

Oh Black Rose

I see you dance in secret your leafs move with a gentle breeze,
When you see my eyes you completely freeze

Do not be shy do not make me plea,
  For you know the journey only starts with me.

To pick you is a crime,
one I am willing to do the time

Surrender to me and be free,
One day I know you will love me

You do not frighten me with those thorns,
they will not stop or make me mourn.

Oh my Black Rose you are finally mine,
your petals taste like a sweet wine.

Most would of went for red,
but to me that thought was put to bed.

A challenge not to be mixed,
I never thought of you as a fix.