Look at you my
little bird, have you
been pierced by a
sword?
Are you broken,
afraid?
It fasinates me how
you just. sit there.
Did you forget about
your wings?
The sky is your
home
For **** sake,
take flight.

A life sentence, without conclusion.

What you have
is what you can give
To open hearts,
those willing to receive.
The question,
what is really within.

Our legacy,
is our history down the line of generations.
The good, bad and the ugly,
the many pasts that will shape us.
For every turn of the century
we fall closer to greatness.

You and I
are shaped to strive
Mind your own pride,
to only realize
There's much more to us inside.

Feed the flame
lead don’t follow
show the way
be the candle
that single burning spark
shine a light
into someone else's darkness
and illuminate your own

Piling up a dynamite
In a coffee cup
Steaming aroma flying up
Defying gravity of nasal cavity
Pumping pride
In pompous ego flame

In this reggae night
Jewels of jumpy sounds
On bumpy rocks
Frolicking in rocking airs

Don't really need conversation
That leads to confrontation
Enough aggravation
Fueling frustration
But come joy of beautification
On this night of glorious satisfaction

Friends keep love banner aloft
Foes beware of selling wares
Of animosity, stoking fire of death
Remember life is a flash of a firefly!

Sometimes our expectations
devours our strength
instead of being content
until the right moments arrive
too late too little never enough
bury our patience and loses
the best we had to offered
and never received.