While Certained Fray Sprites

The guide in character driven rears,

to followed in old tasks,

a well-worn road in life of store,

the leave is better exact.

Robotic responsive mechanical part,

words absorb to disk the sound,

a louder frame yields out in about,

lives to consumed for visit in soon.

The whim tripped in fly,

a natural born kite,

no string of the keep,

a zip to the line.

Verbal approach the body of language,

the effort such made biomechanics will save.

Floundered the thought the escape was no brought,

viable views width easy excuse,

the letter of labor forgot in it's savor,

dripping with paints got colors to run.

Muraling tags attached for it's flag,

downed having business in up's of the stag.

Critical equipment in gallant to breathe,

a wonderful time seen happening behind,

counting the present sewn quickly to team,

magnetic hands grateful a final in bring.

During too many or in the between,

the room this would take causality spake,

the wheeled approach to steer without turn,

left leather to burn as exhaust piped the ferned.

Language Caption

The Score of Address hidden,

within the text their is a Spell,

the curse of the beast,

the beauty is felled.

Conquered by the lack of humanity,

the learned has fallen upon,

the deaf weirds.

Nature is a well of depth behold,

scattered up the clouds in Role,

be forgotten and never held,

the disappearance of All in sold.

Anchor driven the Ship contained,

the haul of what does seem remain,

history forward past in vein,

the muscle built is the brain.

Counter belly to the shelved,

silence bought the ampled shrilled,

nothing found regarding sound,

gravel mined the bones to Time.

Searching stooped to beneath the pride,

questions answered with a bye,

not to halt stopping lies,

dropping worth for left in turd.

Flushed the color rouge in cheek,

turned to other seemed a neat,

the path of destroyed by altered brink,

the rest of World erased for peat.

Seen in length know dimpled leak,

the chin is hit a fisted speak,

urns do hold to teach the Feat,

to write with hand held ink.

Freshly Killed

I have been told the strangest things in the past few weeks.  Told that I should not mind being alone since I have been alone my entire life.  Told that I should not mind being used since I was born a slave and meant to be in service for my entirety.  I stared at the person as they said these things to me.  My response was, "so you knew this?" They responded, yes.

For whomever chooses to read these words today, I would like to say that it is not okay to be left alone.  It is not okay to never have a friend.  It is not okay to be ostracized.  It is not okay that the phone never rings. It is not okay have been excluded.  It is not okay to be used.  It is not okay to be forced into an isolated existence.  It is not okay to have been told these things.

Knowing that I have tried so hard to understand my life, to be graceful with my words, to not be angry because this all seems so absurd.  Knowing that what has been said is not only hurtful but extremely rude, I say that what comes next will be exactly what it should be.

The reason for any happening eludes us most of the time.  However I have heard said, that all of the doors will continue to be slammed shut until the right door can be opened.  I must admit that it would be lovely should a friend decide to come into my life.  At the same time I ask myself, who can you trust if trust has been so obliterated in your life that trust has become the enemy.  How will you know if a person is genuine ever again.  How do you receive someone at face value without questioning their motives.  Being told these disturbing facts in the past few weeks seems purposeful in a precise attack to cause fear that will keep me from trying to do anything at all.

Should you have suffered a life of turmoil I am so sorry 'cause it never gets better.  No matter the approach that you decide, you are in a constant fight for your life, just trying to avoid what people say to you as they wish to dig that knife in a bit deeper.  Strangers are scary but at least you know that it will be a new knife. 

Road Pedals

For the Sake of the Pact,

the abstract is fact,

now Society pushed back,

creating a wave to title the smack.

 Fortunate you'll be,

should you not have to bleed,

as The World is the Place,

so many to face.

Tortured for only the time in short,

the years of exchange,

a death sentence plays,

the pleasant okay,

is only in say.

Wild to roam,

accepting the scorn,

the days of great labor,

will be just a favor,

to get a friend through,

this type of estrangement,

that keeps lives apart with formal arrangements.

To have thought that requests would have answered to bless,

to not be the stool or the pigeon in tool,

the flight made aware that there is not a care,

for the ones whom have fought so hard to repair.

I love you guys!!

I Wrote To Show

Reality lived to know,

it is the bravery that asks the questions,

to suffer no regrets,

to accept yourself as whom you may be,

and know who you are not.

The mirrored effect is the reflection of Set.

Constructive Measures brought better Means.

Two Week Stones?

Be the known of what is shown,

the words to a fracture tone,

hidden so well,

this Slave lives to Tell.

I live to seek the worth of life,

all to find it is not nice,

to be an actual is realized.

The person speaks to open vice,

freely approached to open Mic,

a School burned down,

pupils not found,

just disappeared without a sound.

One would believe,

that such a sight,

would be International News,

to alarm not fright,

an emergency broadcast to find what's right.

Instead the story is barely known,

as girls are missing from their Nigerian Home,

no photographs to post,

information lean,

I write to speak a common theme.

The fight becomes the grasping.

Fisher Report Stanzaed

In supply there is a put,

Aff a Knight in the Home,

Carrie is a female name,

there is a past a Ford zone,

Harrison is an Action Hero too.

So handsome and varied,

the must is say,

so adored,

even today.

The age of scene,

the movie in being,

the greatest Hit to ever have seen,

nine times I think!!

The Wars of Stars,

the plight of fight,

imagination a contacted past,

in write of letter,

the Director of such,

just so have happened to have wished me luck.

Of course this was before I new,

that Life would take and reveal it's true,

one must love the other in link,

the like so similar I must blink.

The place it played lines that stayed,

on Geary Boulevard closed Clement,

now torn down Van Ness is Town,

where Shows provide a Person hides.

See The Chill

The excitement grows,

I can feel it my bones,

the gossiping sewn,

to breathe me like a phone.

Speaking to be of invitation,

a constant introductory is Note,

the Nation knows the word,

obviously populus buries creed.

Don't worry as either said,

the division is the river Lead,

the water of the Canyon Grand,

is the Evidence of a Span.

Clift to read the short of Life,

All can feel that 'Win' it's real,

forced exclusion exposed to seal,

turning backs to Show,

the Ride with Facts.

Hands Down Defining Props

Power forward forged in Steel,

the Blunt of word reveals Reel,

the obvious sewn swift in scene,

revelations to spoken clean.

Captured in the had to deal,

stand upright it keeps the feel,

the Touch Stone teams to find a hand,

easily could be an amazing brand.

Yielding verb to pronounce the search,

in the middle a broadened birch,

the compass points four corners Earth,

the Bay applauds in wonder saws.

Commonly known strength is Tone,

a multitude of memories Home,

the Ferry Men to Cable Car spin,

Restaurateurs and Fisherman,

all to show the Sourdough tends,
to be the 'keep' of spoken deep.

Major Captain General Stripes

Slick approach to announce a Coach,

the gear is packed to show a clue,

the Tank to see the heights of Lead.

Quick to suit the armor in tight,

speed enhanced a vigiled fight,

baring down to up the ride,

spacial awareness full body right?

Mission mapped the road in spy,

got to like the ventured try,

gliding to and from a flight,

the bearings of the origined light.

Good brakes two hand held reach is made,

the drive a Jet to Frisco side,

the bay to call a man to Ball,

the Cinderella Story encompasses All.

Much from Hilltops cabled bell,

the Men of each and settled tell,

supporting bridge the golden spell,

the Gate is always kept in Hell.

Drums to Engines the Feathered know,

that the Possum loved my show,

just last night he spied my out,

I laughed so hard the sight of such,

delivered Life to say so much.

Advised by natural sorts of hugs,

the Village near reminds me of,

a Movie Set where All can cheer,

the Landing of the Moon is Here.  

The Blunt Show

Behind the Blue Door

Cups Of Reality Remind Me Too

Told as a Child and all adult,

I'd be used and abused so people could stoke,

their guilty pangs upon my brain,

in order to continue blame.

Must credit my Mother she is correct,

once the Mark is made to wreck,

the number shown is only grown,

the fact for fact as people stone.

Don't worry or feel bad,

 for what hits this door,

I write all the more,

there are a multitude of kids that suffer this chore.

Listen well and know you raise,

not the choice as Satan's page,

as you won't care that I've served fare,

there are even more children that currently endure such despair.

Written simply in open forum,

so in the case of risen for them,

just a glance to know know chance,

the chains we bare 'our' fashioned stance,

it shows for life that worn as lights.

Trampled down to better them,

this disposal chokes to skim,

that Religion binds to break,

 the lives I've witnessed that do take,

so we will not grow up to be,

more than lawns mowed for seed.

Should you be stuck with such dread,
be gentle with your head,
time will be a better play,
to distance yourself from their stay.

With careful consideration to silent replies,
no one supports our freedom cries,
but if you make it please don't cry,
'cause I still dream and the dream is try.

Don't give-up I know it's rough,
the chains do make you see,
that the key to progress is to know the lock,
Society ignores 'Our' plea.

People turn their backs to slap the fact,
that proof is not denied,
as that is said Society beds,
repetition is the product bread.

Words State Text

When the Fires Hot it sets to forge,

melts the steel to ample Sword,

the doubled edge of all that's bore,

by design is gifted war!!

Pits be wielded upon the groove,

the beauty of the shine is moved,

to advance with armored dance,

reason tingles invitational seals.

Twist to formal bright to Star,

twinkle, twinkle, goes the spar,

clashing blade to lightening par,

the journey serves to real afar.

Small to Large electrical charge,

the bolts enlightened by chambers broke,

in the Wild of ever Smoked.

Arms engage to hold the Keep,

disciplined battles in fighting leap,

with the mounting heavy deep,

the wait of loaded life is speak.

Time of relevance,

spoke of break,

now the Country change is Fate.

Null the whole to kill the Fad,

no worries 'cause it ain't like cad,

to turn from what is just plain sad,

the proof is in the Life of Had.