The Human Condition

In confusion... we as men scurry to find answers
involved in the "wanton" struggle towards perfection
by all means do we seek to find what we cannot

In confusion...we strive to know who our accusers may be
suspicions drive hoards of questions to plague the mind of peoples near and far
the stampede grows more, while waving the flag of our pride..."ONWARDS!"

In confusion...we seek to bare no shame
hold to no reason to believe we are accused
forget the past and masks we wore to dance beneath the mud

In confusion...we are children, arrogant, ignorant and soft
baring malice to those who we love; but in our eyes "offend"
scheming mind games; to whom may lose and whom may win

In this season, we're more lost than found
murdering the only thing that held us in such times
the trust that so easily betrays us...
because we've never truly trusted

That is the human condition.

My apology

“Shoulda never left you”
Cause it was you I’d run too…
In my mind, all the time
On the grind, as I whine
It was you…

“Shoulda never run to…”
The things that would hurt you
The lying, deceivin’ and schemin’
That was never you boo!
So why did I do…?

“Shoulda never maimed you”
Cause I disclaimed you!
Misplaced you, disgraced you
Now I’m here for part 2

I always knew it was you…
That carried me and married me
Made me happy and carefree
It was you that was by my side eternally

Now I need you to take me and make me
Twist me and shake me
So we can be what we used to be
Poetry and floetry
Mo’ a me and mo’ a we!
Lovely and beautifully
Mo’ an you and mo’ a me
Mo’ a me in poetry

You know!!!

As much as you may think that I hate the best bone in you…
It’s the opposite!!

As much as you think that I’ve hidden; I’ve acted beyond plain sight
As much as you thought I was acting; I did it thinking I’d protect you!
As much as you think I don’t care; I care too much to see you cry again!

As much as you think I am hard; I’m putty within a shell
As much as you think I don’t think; my mind is going through HELL!

As much as you think I don’t miss you!... I DO!
And as much as you think that these are just words…
They’re the words that would get through to you!

As much as you think I’m away! I ALWAYS THERE!!
If the memory of what was is worth as much as this page
I’d write this poem again and again

Because for as much as you think that I’m cold as stone
These words would always stay here
To point your way home

Silent tears...

Silent tears fall the hardest
They are the salt of despair seeping slowly beneath your heart
Rendering it lifeless…

Each beat slows its pace
Beating deeper and slower
Deeper and slower…
Until it stopppssss….

….eyes behold its last glimpse
Silently a tear drop falls
Rippling in the sea of the unknown
Spreading to its last…

No one knows!
No one will!
Happened in isolation…
Silent tears…

Hidden

In the darkness rolls a storm
Rumbling to and fro about
Searching endlessly…
Simply craving

In this rustling thunder
Lovers find peace between eyelashes
Never blinking as it all unfolds
Within the stars and moons above

Creeding, pleading
“come for ME!” I wait for you…
Even betwixt the storm covered sky
Admist the rolling thunder
Your call is clear…

It goes unheeded…
That call leads souls to one fork in the road

Call… call…
Call…clearer…
That your voice may be followed
It soothes and linger in the air,
That unclear scent in the fog and mist
Till morning comes again
Your voice lingers
Bitter…sweet…
Voice

The gap to fill...

It’s the dust that forms pleasure and pain
Dust that brings bloodshed and shame
Can anything good come out from among dust?

Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh
Barely holds my hand and yet makes dust melt

It’s the dust that defines us and the rib that carves
That “hollow” that haunts and always seeks to be found
The space that yearns to be filled even by one unworthy

Within the emptiness and longing
Winding between the spaces were the hands that held the time
Stolen moments froze the warmth of previous lifetimes
Never forgotten, just suspended as my heart burnt with jet fuel

Found but lonely
Rediscovered and scared
The floodgates have cracked in the opposite direction
It’s too late to defend
Watch the waters flow

Torn…
Every river has two banks

Black Ink

This secret will no longer be
no longer should it stay within in the ink of my pen
you will shed no tears!
you salt and wet were cried before by another and my pen

You will not be appalled
for as you read within the lines the message will sing between
You would've heard this before
No! you're ears haven't deceived you
but they have excused you

You had to have heard this within you skin
within the deepest cave in your mind
without saying a word, you'll react

Almost like telepathy, you'll read me
maybe within an epiphany you'll never forgive me
but this secret is for you to see not hear

The words can never be uttered
our hearts i'd wish not to shatter
for this secret is as black as this ink
deep as my thoughts and ugly as sin itself

This secret will no longer be
and after....maybe not even "WE"

It is her i want...

Begging to kiss her lips for the first time
time was clear and eternal for that kiss to happen

Begging to touch her hand and have her embrace a charcoal soul
a soul that can soar with the God that has made it strong

Begging to look upon her face,
to stand within her stare, to be washed of all unknowing

Begging to feel her love, the warmth of her touch, the sense of her...
Wisdom