Testimonial

testimonial, love in the air and the spirits chaperonial
A brilliant man leaves the bust stop to backpack home
Cheerleaders in a field steady call lead him on
Though he walks a new road he sings the same song

It's dangerous and treacherous they don't want to see him leave
But he had to.. gets the feeling they don't want to see him breath
And it hurts so bad to unveil and see
Those same sets of eyes don't want to see him succeed


See what this man aims for a  preposition to be
A believer an achiever of his wildest dreams
Ignite.. flames of passion with a regular match stick
Leave drapes to fashion, the mouses to mavericks

Being special aint a thing, what will a new day bring
Many sights to see, keeping good company
By the side of a stream; accompanied by sun's gleam

As the river flows
He widdles away at prose
Knowing himself no longer victim
To it's undertow

And you too can grow
To pursue your being
Just because your all knowing
Doesn't make you all seeing

In this scene serene, you can call it life
And if it don't answer, go ahead and call it twice
Destructive design or a paradise
Try taking a leap go head and roll the dice

N' another one

See what is word without essence, and preach without message?
I'd rather be a humble weed that colors the desert
King on the throne or petty peasant
My flow in control so the words are just messin'

You see, to degree, as do I so do we
Amidst technicality tho times align perfectly
...In my wildest dreams ...
perhaps I'm afraid
That it won't be okay, that I won't make the grade
But it's cool we pass on transition the next
Somewhere down the road two paths are going to connect

Take time introspect life starts giving me things
The joy or the strife that situations can bring
Made me wish I was younger, more in touch with the wisdom
To see past the past and beyond criticism
To not forge the future from current condition
But what do I know after all I'm just spittin'

Life for the Taking

Ether Isolation or confrontation
Liveliness or simple patience
All our lives are in the making


Maybe in you, or possibly me
Lies a beauty ourselves cannot see


Stall to hold out, move to let loose
Documents are shredded so no more proof
Equations exposed to be lacking in truth
Man.. endless possibilities tune in to fathom
Inside the core a biting sarcasm
So **** it, I'll share it, observed and processed
Out of my element still making progress
Be still let it progress
Shake out the arrest, forget about the rest
Cause the journey aint a name, or a feel, or a scent
It's a never ending creation of what we implement
Live it with love, why not?
Bump the songs that state the block is hot
Would you rather live to rot
Sit and plot, spot a dot
Eggs and ham and hop on pop?
Stationed on my cinder block
Skin and teeth and liquid drops
Purple sky's and mountain tops
Suddenly this sequence stops

Silence and a grim suprise
Deep within these hazel eyes
Far away beneath disguise
A light will shine, I'll be alive

Sea of Sadness

Watch the waves of the ocean pass
Having no interest to where they may land
No intent on changing their course
Standing upright on the edge of sadness

Wading in the waters of everlasting calm
Dreaming of the sun soon to rise
Fishing from a stormy beach
Measuring the oceans depth

It’s breath and width is wide
It’s limits out of sight
 Blinding during the day
And sparkling through the night

Tell me how I should feel
An unending distance beckons me
My mind opens to an imagined freedom
Waiting on the opposite shore...

... as Patient as the virtue itself

Reflections

Falling is the rain on cement bricks
Taken from the tame during the birth of the storm
Wings damp and unsuited for flying
The moon shows it's mystery

Moments of happiness for decades of pain
Would you make the trade
Or live in the shade of a hundred days
Past without look into the past you ask

Purposefully and without doubt
Could there be a different route?
Taken from the spanning dates
Thrown into a different way

Sometimes we just need a release
To realize a slice of peace
In the flames of our own turmoil
Wondering if there is a future for us

Existence is on our side
Perhaps even while we are turned against it
The light seeps from behind our shadows
Slowly drawing us to rebirth ourselves

The Friend

A friend to the nameless
Untied and shameless
A vagabond of distant songs
A solid rock to perch upon

A memory that sticks around
long after the experience has dawned
In dark and dusk one to trust
When bridges fall, and bends corrupt

A silent stream that calls to lead
A stirrer of ones deepest dreams
One whos face could be retraced
Through memory left unerased

A true friend, gods blessing
Of Harmony, Vitality
A chariot of victory
A seed we slowly nurture

Black Haven

Time drags by so slow
As if the world has ceased to turn
Memories Discoveries
Again the past returns

Take me in you arms
Forget where you have placed me
Grant me human kindness
If only for a moment

This shelf on which I sit
Collects dust and shelters
Me from the world at large
We reflect the world we see

Alive blazing the spark returns
Alas it has laid dormant within
Itself is an allegory, brazen
Gifts from a black haven