Glad LAD

And even as she lays there asleep
My thoughts are awaken with her
As we lay down the past for the presence of each others’ day

To give and to share our hours in one breath

We retire through time
While our thoughts are eternal

Seeking wisdom and understanding together

trusting the guide of the unseen man that I felt in her stare

She is real! And through her I know He's realier

The mere fact she lives so beautifully is testimony
To His attention to detail and love for mankind

And as she sleeps
I pray our dreams are shared
In sync with a love that's progressing

A Love...everlasting! 

I've never  felt deserving

nor willing to be charged with such a feeling

but this bliss with eyes wide open

I’ve died and came alive again

New life in this thoughtful stare

In the air for she has never laid beside me

But all i see is the image of her closed eyes

Staring back at me in a dream so real

As moments attempt to steal our breath

They’re welcomed as they forge more age to fortune

This love tune to set a record on long play

So sweet, it’s stuck on repeat

But for now I’ll just sit here and stare

Wishing that as I type these words

They all come through

Cause I’m really glad I met you!

Country mend

These tears beg you to see what we see
Standing in the midst of dry land
Seeking refuge in a palace that you have built with my blood

Sweat and tears were not all you took
As these hands toil nailless

All eaten because hunger is across the land

Made up faces are like made up minds
False happiness and false hope
written on a cheque checked by a fan set on high

High bills like high winds come blowing
As i keep blowing high trees all knowing
That these winds are blowing my thoughts
And knowing this last puff will blow in
My face now showing the same high bill

Im high! 
this high is not lowering...

These highs are lowering my existence

A zero! No expectations of the silver lining
I’m caught whining in the midst of the gathered tired

Sick of dreaming and singing that “we shall overcome” crap

It never ends, as false hope and false life fills the air
The scent of self permeates the fabric of the village
More spillage of priceless blood that soaks the new foundation

Another soul on the wall
Calling! Screaming to a dressed up puppet with painted ears
An illusion of a listener, beckoning to a brush to stroke an ego

Seeking a hero that's looking for me
Thinking the same "can you set me free?"

If we're told we're all zeros then how can we believe a hero when he appears
No longer aware of the price sold to him
But baptized in the real value of his worth

A real hero!

Speaking languages we only dreamed for our untouchable selves
Representative of everything we wanted to be until we bought his blood from the mall

a mere picture hanging on the face of the wall

we've wed the ideas that's stuck in his head the ideas of a man that's dead

no zeal to wield the wheels of change because we came up short

Mr. King give our deaf ears a ring

lift us from the melodrama episode that’s called Obama

cause we thought that we made it there! But that was just the beginning

The struggle continues in the midday sun

Where the lines are long and justice is undone

While we sing war songs of another nation

Our discrimination is one to one

No people, no nation, no destiny in between

Just bandits, killers and politicians for the green

You’re killing our heroes, feeding us woes of yesteryear that were never there

Rampant colors and escapades that you’ve deemed necessary

Division is key to this monstrosity you call democracy

Stop building the stage for mayhem

You keep giving us reason to condemn

Our heroes of old will speak through the ground

No whispers, but a SHOUT for that ill gotten crown

We the people bleed for you to see

Where diplomacy has failed

We’ll brandish new weaponry

The Search

By design the stars aligned to map a journey

To pave an unchartered route, tarred with levels of truths and halves

A plan bigger than the eye we use to see

No concept of eternity which it took

This finite mind is stalled at the prelude

We walk on these truths

On roads we’ve paved as spirits first

With a sense of familiarity with every rest of our instep

These stars shade us

And with a coated tongue we taste what we know to feel like we remember

Our lives and lies align

Searching philosophies as detours to slow the oncoming agenda

We are never able to run, not from this sun

Nor from this one… no matter the route we choose

Our prayer we hunt, as we are hunted to stay the course

These lies and lines align

These half truths half step in the light

at the back of our minds we wonder

while we look to the stars we’ve signed in design

and still we are lost as we’ve forgotten where home once was