The thoughts that gather together,
If not for this,
|The one that carried me,|
Raised me to her breast,
Cuddled me in her arms,
Till I felt the wave of love.
My star fell;
The one that woke me from a dream,
Held me in her arms in a tender loving way.
Took my hand in hers to study and guide,
Knowing if I am sick or just unhappy with my day.
Telling me it's alright if things did not go,
Wipes away my tears to take the hurt away.
My heart swollen with love for you,
In such a caring way.
|Mothers - |
It is gratitude I owe You
For the gift of life.
I am so fortunate to have You
In my life.
Raised, taught to love and respect.
Yet there is a world within that world.
Some lives will change.
Some who can not accept such changes,
Who have a suspicious eye, a crooked smile,
Then slips a nasty word,
Which starts a chain of reactions.
So why do they hate?
To hate is to fear.
What has been done,
To cause such conflictions?
Perhaps its best not to share in such hatred.
Just step away from the hate,
Then we can share in the same world,
Giving everyone their own space.
Which means, Respect and Peace,
Is the way of life.
you once knew now has vanished?
Never remembering when this had taken place.
Was it someone that tapped you on the shoulder
making you aware?
Or was it a strange look that came across
Why do others question you, looking for answers?
When you are questioning yourself, with none?
A smile indented on your face, not knowing why.
Can the moon that hides behind the clouds,
Extend such a shadow that can cover your mind?
Can this same moon which has such beauty,
bring this strangeness out of you?
Leaving the mind screaming out from the darkness
begging to free its self to join society.
Only to find that you are lost to the world.
Now you plunge deeply into a world of your own.
Where there is only strangeness which could become madness.
There is no retreat, no life line to guide you.
Finding yourself a maniac, never to be trusted.
Don't we all have some insanity in us?
Which places a smile on our face whenever
a joke comes to mind
Trying never to cross the invisible line.
Hoping no one will ever tap us on our shoulder,
Finding ourselves in a world of our own.
The screaming has stopped. Where is everyone?
2 March, 2003
The deceiver is the one that's always smiling and
25 July 2003
Talk, talk and talk, I do what I do,
22 August 2003
A player will always stay on their Ps and Qs.
9 February 2004
What has happened to you?
Was it someone or something that triggered your brain,
Your eyes growing larger than the moon,
You are spitting out words so unnatural for you,
Take time and collect your thoughts.
10 September 2003
The walls of my house are shaking.