I did my best and it was
Good enough for some
But not good enough for the entire circle.

I apologize to those passengers of Life
Who did not or could not see
The percipience of my nature
For they were involved in furthering
And sustaining their own
Patches of life and rightly so.

They blamed me for
Mismanagement of my own life
Which may have in some way
Ruffled the feathers of their opinions
What they saw as mistakes
I saw as vehicles to freedom
What they regarded as foolishness
I considered as creativity's spur.

The width of Raison d'etre is wide as sky
The length of choice is unfathomable
The height of desire reaches the stars
The Sun, its Planets and their Moons
Devices for every nature's florescence
Difference is not a defense
For claiming quality
It is the hallmark of creation's artistry.

The crisp of January and August's heat
The abundance of Autumn
And Spring's colorful spirit
Testament to the unstoppable diversity.

I have learned the wasting of time
To reap unearthly success
The presence of which, preserves
My Freedom--My Sanity--My Kingdom
How else could I have carried the day
If I had allowed pointless
Repetition of tasks to occupy me
Life is short and vibrant to acquire things
That would soon be forgotten
Or that Time would do away with
However, such employments
Keep one's mind at bay precluding
The occurrence of objectionable acts
Not everyone is educated
In the art of sublimation.

I have learned to stay young
By imprisoning the meanness of mind
Whose flock of motives
Go way beyond the pale
To endow itself the paramountcy it craves
And it keeps on forging ahead
To invent a despot
Till the pawns are made and spirit's dead.

From the forces that send my daily bread
I have learned to speak the truth
And spin accommodating lies
To advance the tendencies of my ideas.

I have learned the meaning of pain
Through feelings that render me down
Through history's pages relating madness
Through actions revealing depths of hate.

I have learned how to dump
Freaks of right-and-wrong
The evolution of poisoned tongue
That plague the psyche to kingdom come.

I have learned how not to ascend ladders
That reach the realm of merciless affairs
Enthroning conceit and ousting empathy.

I have learned to say YES and NO
To invite joy and dispel woe.

My learning process is ongoing still
For valleys are deep and mountains, lofty.

My Bedizened bedroom lover
Is not a friend anymore
And what's even worse
She may become an enemy
Inside the tongue's ring
She wanted win, win, win
Ooh la la the temper of queen
She couldn't know how I felt
Deep down within heart's belt
And neither did I because
I was swinging between lows and highs
Bam bam bam bam baram baram
She knew how to beat my drum
Through the alleys of dreamy town
I was the doodad of devil's fun
Swimming the stream of throes
Stilling emotional blows
That's just the way love goes
That's just the way love goes.

to lie on the warm sand at twilight
ripples of fleeting light
across a calm sea.