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Goodbye, Saint Joseph's School -- Elton John

*Sung to the tune of Elton John’s “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road.”  Intended to be taken 

“When are you gonna grow up?
It is in jail you will land
You’ll have to stay after class
And I’ll be talking to your old man”

     “You know you can’t hold me forever
     The last school bus is now due
     You can’t rap my knuckles with your ruler now
     Stand in my way and I’ll just run through
     So nah, nah, nah…

     “So goodbye, St. Joseph’s School
     Where the ‘Sisters of Mercy’ were cruel
     The Catholic school’s finally closing
     The lunchroom’s stopped serving gruel

     “I’m taking that bus, might never get off
     Don’t want to face my Dad’s wrath
     Oh, I’ve finally decided to free myself
     And set out on my own path
     So nah, nah, nah…”

“How can you earn a living?
You can’t even spell your name
You’ll be required to take some remedial courses
And stop playing silly head games”

     “Maybe you’ll get a new convent
     I hear there’s some room in Brazil
     Students there might appreciate
     A no-nonsense sister with a voice shrill
     So nah, nah, nah…

     “So goodbye, St. Joseph’s School
     Where the ‘Sisters of Mercy’ were crude
     The altar boys have been set free
     The priests are no longer lewd

     “I’d like to stay, watch them raze it
     The site with torture imposed
     Where skeletons still hide in the closets
     Nevermore to be exposed
     So nah, nah, nah…”

*For John Heck’s “Dear John” contest.  
Those of us who attended St. Joseph’s just learned the school is being closed.  
Although a good education was provided, some students were beaten there repeatedly.  
I feel a good education was provided, but they went overboard with discipline.  

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It's Not My Fault

Junior high holding high hopes,
A new school with a fresh start.
Medication to help me cope,
Control the anxiety of my heart.
Fear as I walk down the hall,
A crayon box of new faces.
Walls covered in school pride,
Doors going to rooms, new places.
A bump on my shoulder, a laugh,
I clutch my books to my chest.
The world starts to spin around me,
Smile, I try to wear my best.

It's not my fault my clothes are worn,
Daddy says the mortgage is due,
It's not my fault my shoes are used,
There is no money for things new.

The teacher called me out,
To step up to the front of the classroom,
Told me there was a dress code,
And I would have to leave real soon.
The kids started laughing at me,
There was nowhere for me to run.
Through the hallways all day
Kids teased my ripped jeans for fun.
When I started to stutter 
The teacher told me pronounciation
The more the tears swelled inside
Leaving me vulnerable to confrontation.

It's not my fault I can't handle this,
Daddy says insurance won't cover pills.
It's not my fault I need some one to talk to,
Mommy left when us drowning in bills.

In the hallways I hide in the shadows,
Until the day I will surely disappear,
It's not my fault I became a victim,
Until the day I will no longer be here.


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High School Rock N' Roll

On my first day of high school I walked into the gym
I saw her sitting there with her MP3 player 
I knew she was definitely a sure fire tenner
With her big emerald green eyes
And her long auburn red hair
The beat was loud and strong 
Playing a real good hard rock song
And I knew for sure it wouldn't be long 
Till she would be dancing with me, yes me, 
And I knew for sure it wouldn't be long 
Till we would be dancing together, singing 

I love rock n' roll 
So rev up the volume on your MP3 baby 
I love rock n' roll 
So please take off that silly headset and dance with me 

She smiled so I walked up and asked for her name 
Long Tall Sally, she said, 
Because it's a rock n' roll name
She looked so good dressed in her Swagger Tiger blouse
And her tight form fitting faded jeans
She said do you think we can dance in the gymnasium 
I said sure, why not and just like that we were grooving on 
She was now with me, yes me 
And just like that we were grooving on
She was now with me, yes me, we were singing

I love rock n' roll 
So rev up the volume on your MP3 baby 
I love rock n' roll 
So please take off that silly headset and dance with me

Suddenly our groove was stopped by the girl’s basketball coach 
She told us that we couldn’t be grooving and moving during gym class 
She was a sure enough bummer, she sent us to the principal’s office 
And just like that we were grooving and moving on down the hallway
And we were still singing that same great song 
Yes she was with me and we were still singing 

I love rock n' roll 
So rev up the volume on your MP3 baby 
I love rock n' roll 
So please take off that silly headset and dance with me

I Love Rock N' Roll  --  Joan Jett

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Pins and Needles

Another song written in middle school - edited of course. ;)
[Verse 1] I'm trapped within these walls Never to leave at all I am the prisoner inside my own home My spirit is broken I do not believe I'm locked in this chamber which I cannot leave [Chorus] The needles that break the skin The anger that runs within I’m giving it all away Just to stay alive The needles that pierce my veins It will never be the same We’re on pins and needles now It’s how we survive [Verse 2] They say he’ll find me soon Got to get out of this room The blood will spill and he’ll take what he wants to I’ll never let him through GET OUT OF MY DREAM He whispers in darkness, “I’m not who I seem…” [Chorus] [Verse 3] The four walls around me They start to close in I know I’m too late now I know I can’t win So just tell me I’m crazy It’s all in my head You’re not the killer And I am not dead [Chorus] [Breakthrough] Don’t tell me it’s impossible To start it all over again Infection sinks through your pale skin You’ll curse the day that I’m dead [Chorus]

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Nomen Global Style

Nomen global style, Nomen style 

1.  I’m in this school because I’m learning real English.
    I’m walking down the hallway and I’m speaking only English.
    Here comes my homey, and he‘s telling me some stuff in English.
     Yes, we rock! We know English

It’s a party here! We love our school activities on Mondays.
Party here! We get to have some rest from work on Sundays.
Party here! We listen, speak, and study grammar here.
Party here, it’s a party here!

Getting funky because we’re spunky, looking cool. We are looking cool. 
See us splashing. We’re looking smashing in the pool that is next to school.
With my English speaking friends right after school.
Nomen style. Yep yep yep yep yep Nomen Global style.
Nomen style. Yep yep yep yep yep Nomen Global style.

Chorus:  Hey, speak in English. Yep yep yep yep yep Nomen Global style.
               I want good English. Yep yep yep yep yep Nomen Global style.
2. Here comes a text because I feel my phone’s vibration.
    I hope it’s not my mom or King Abdullah’s administration.
    I want to check my Facebook or find some games to play,
    but I choose to put my phone away.

    It’s our final test. We now have to take our final test.
    Final test, and teacher tells us to do our best.
    It’s our final test. Teacher tells us we cannot cheat!
    But if I fail, I can repeat!

    And on Friday we’ll go to Subway or some show, Ethan should know.
    To the mountains or to some concert we will go. .  In ProVO.
    If I constantly use English, I will grow ow ow ow.

Nomen style. Yep yep yep yep yep Nomen Global style.
Nomen style. Yep yep yep yep yep Nomen Global style.
Hey, no cheating!  Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. Nomen Global style.
Hey, speak in English. Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, Nomen Global style.

3. Everyone is having so much fun. 
Baby baby come to school. Don’t be so dumb.
Everyone is having so much fun. 
Baby baby come to school. Don’t be so dumb.

Hey, speaking English, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, Nomen Global style.
Hey, speaking English, yep, yep, yep, yep,  yep, Nomen Global style.

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Rhyme XOX

I just want my summertime
To be at a stand still.
Sometimes, when women cross my mind,
I'm not sure just what to feel.

I'd like to call her friend,
And I want us to mean something.
I can find several, yet in the end,
It seems like all I have is nothing.

So where is the evidence
That says I should move forward?
Show me a sign that's heaven sent;
A point I should move toward.

©2013 Honestly JT

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Cindy Had A Little Bird

Cindy had a little Bird, 
Little Bird, little Bird, 
Cindy had a little Bird, 
Its feathers were yellow as the sun

And everywhere that Cindy went, 
Cindy went, Cindy went, 
Everywhere that Cindy went
The Bird was sure to go

It followed her to school one day
School one day, school one day
It followed her to school one day
Which was against the rules.

It made the children laugh and play,
Laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the children laugh and play
To see a Bird at school

And so the teacher turned it out,
Turned it out, turned it out,
And so the teacher turned it out,
But still it lingered near

And waited patiently about,
Patiently about, patiently about,
And waited patiently about
Till Cindy did appear

"Why does the Bird love Cindy so?"
Love Cindy so? Love Cindy so?
"Why does the Bird love Cindy so?"
The eager children cried

"Why, Cindy loves the Bird, you know."
Loves the Bird, you know, loves the Bird, you know
"Why, Cindy loves the Bird, you know."
The teacher did reply

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Normal To Me

This isn't just a poem This isn't just another emotion This is me, these are my thoughts The Imagery is my sight, And The Allegories are my Life I'm lonely, There is just me But there's so many people around but no one can hear my loudest screams Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me I'm torn, I'm Cut Part of my heart stabbed, and then taken from me The Search for my innocence, Is like a moa hunt Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me Laughing and Jokes all directed towards me Just to Hurt me Cover all of the Halls "Fag, Emo, Queer" Words I too often know Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me Curling her hair putting on her makeup "You're worthless and nothing to Me" Says the so-called all-loving-one As she screams: "Why am I not Pretty" Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me This is not just a poem not just some words my pen cries with each words But this is Just a Glimpse Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me

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Pieces of Eternity (Seasons Finale)

Maybe it’s unacceptable 
Live a life capable of a true fable 
True friends never end 
But take you back to where it all began 
But hey misery gave us something to believe in 
Stress became a greater award as we achieved sin 
What could I say? Our savior died on a cross tough as pig skin 
Never once cried over the loss 
Forbidden fruit, Eden garden 
Excuse me, my lord, I beg your pardon 
And so what if these medics carry life in a carton 
But I ain’t trippin 
Simply because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
That’s right until my dying day 
True lost souls from the dark side 
Forever, we as mortals ride 
Peace is nothing, I fend for quiet time 
Rebels in riot lines 
Previous high school graduates 
Symbols of an adjective running toward fate 
True personality suffer the privilege of inmates 
How could you hesitate to ask 
There’s no stranger under this mask 
Lonely and unholy, who’s there to console me? 
I want to get away, forever restless 
You can see my similarities with the ocean 
I’m stress less 
Because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
My son, my friend 
We are but pieces of eternity 
Mesh on, mesh off 
Even at our best times we’re soft 
Who’s to say I’d regret my decision 
To lead a sinners life without God’s supervision 
On a one man mission 
And I know I don’t come around much 
Got my palms in reality 
Searching for something softer to touch 
Whisper in my ear, death makes me blush 
And Hell only flatters me 
One and one, through matter the winds scatter me 
I ain’t trippin, baby girl get off your knees 
You’re in the arms of a future me 
And I can’t see heaven from a distance 
Fire me over clouds like a piston 
Marching through blood 
But it’s all mud and water to Darkhouse 
Stand still let me mark my spouse 
Live my life as an outcast 
How could you even picture me at my last? 
Dear lord show some mercy on my followers 
Bless those that swallow dust to follow us 
No need to borrow sympathy 
Unforgiving sorrow made my enemies envy me 

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I remember when we were growing up and the first day I started school.
I was nervous as could be, and then you walked in trying to be so cool.

As the year progressed we became very close, and you took me
under your wing, and I think thats what I admired about you the most.

I remember by the time we reached middle school people thought we were
related,and as I think back about how shy I was and how I am now just
makes me elated.

By the time we reached high school we did just about everything together,
and vowed that even after graduation no matter what we would remain friends

College came and we both knew that we would regret this day, for I knew 
you were the smarter one therefor I knew we would have to go our sererate

The years have past and time has been good to us. Both or us married, kids
our health, and our friendship still in tact is better than any amout of wealth.

People say time goes on and accept things for the way that they are,
but I'm here to tell you our friendship will never change, and I know
that in my heart because no matter what the distance we were friends
from the very start.

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I Just Want My Life Back

Dedicated to everyone at Freedom Middle School
I love you guys with all my heart

The hallways are full of laughter, 
The friends are full of love
The good friends are playful,
Giving each other a little shove.
The classes were a bit of a challenge,
The tests more of a breeze
Studying was the hard part
But it put our minds at ease.
The drama was overrated
The fights were way too many
But the make-ups and break-ups made a difference
And made us think a plenty.
The teachers were our light
That got us to where we are
Even connections, useless as they seem to be,
Will help us go really far
The hearts were full of words unsaid
As we took our final steps
Outside the doors, into a new life
As we drew in our final, middle school breath.
The eyes were full of spilling tears
That cascaded down our cheeks
The sun was shining, so how could we
Be feeling so very bleak?
All of it is now a blur
I wish I could go back
And change everything that I had done
Just wipe it away to be packed.
But we can't change our mistakes in the past
And we can't relive our lives
As much as we wish we could return
To the place where our last tears together were cried.
The middle school years were the best
And we're sad to see them go
Especially those who didn't say a lot
Who didn't let their true love show.
We were alive when we were at school
Because we were with the people we loved
Our memories are the best token of that year
Even jokingly being shoved.
But now that all my friends are gone
Onto high school, seperate ones at that,
I'm still here, silently hoping
Wishing that I could go back.
But our time there was for the best,
And this has hit me with a hard SMACK!
I love everyone there, and now I have to say
I just want my life back.

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Grandma Was Dancing

She was a tappin' to the tunes...
of those Mississippi blues...
step-pin' out, in her white...
Pat-en-leather shoes,

We were a watchin' her a prancin',
all through the kitchen, dancin'...
for she was & sizzlin'...
hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...

Funny curlers too, upon...
her head...for a new... Hair dew,...
she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
when her a bobbin' to...
those Mississip-pi blues,

'Pots were a knockin'...
Grandma a sockin' down all she brews,
while that kettle there was whistlin',
in har-mo-ny, with them good ole...
good ole...mississip-pi moves,'

That floor there, was a bouncin'
holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
an-a hoppin' In the kitchen, to those...
                  sounds ...
Where Grandma's feet were a stompin',
In her new...New-white-sexy-pat-en-
(ya hoo)

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I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday

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Skin Deep

If I could dream
for anything
I would dream of Peace, Love
and Unity
for all Bloods & Crips
all gangs, are in need of a change
for you represent such ignorance
and scrutiny 
Difference in colors worn
Sides in which you were born
are truly all that divides
when the two opposing sides
and it makes no sense
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside
And a future generation
is hard to provide
when death, is like your shadow
creepin' up by your side
and drive-by shootings happen
each late night, outside
where running seems the only option
to know
for no places to hide
no defense for your demise
for a difference in colors worn
and what side in which you were born
is truly all that divides
when these two sides collide
and it makes no sense to me
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside

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The confusing world of Poetry

The confusing world of poetry

Clerihews, and couplets
Acrostics, and Haikus
Me head is spinning round and round
Oh Lord I’m so confused
I’d like to read about the stuff
But I really ain’t got time
I’m too busy trying to write
In rhythm and in rhyme

I never was so very clever
I flunked in all at school
I guess me dad, he got it right
He called me village fool
He tried to make me turn out clever
But he didn’t have a chance
Cause I’m a dreamer through and through
You can see that at first glance.

So I don’t know about complex things
I’m just a simple man
But me, I’ve wrote eight thousand songs
And I’ve done it cause I can
The words roll out like a waterfall
And they come just like they are
And I talk about love, and I talk about life
And the flowers and the stars.

25 July 2013 @ 0925hrs.

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Tenderheart Bear

His teacher gave an assignment
On his first day of school,
She told the kids to write a book
On things they thought were cool.
She said they could draw pictures
Like in all the books they read,
But she said to be creative
And this is what his said:

"My baby rabbit is one thing that I love,
and my house, that I drew this picture of.
I love my family and a sunny summer day
and red would be the only color if I had my way."
 "I love my teacher, she said I could go far
and I like Skeletor and my cool racecar,
but my best things, just in case you care,
are great big shiny red balloons and Tenderheart Bear."

Fifteen years down the road, 
When he was all grown up
I was cleaning out my closet
And putting things in the truck
I came across a cardboard box 
I opened it to take a look
And there it was with my letters and cards... 
Joeys book.

Carefully I opened it 
And began to take a look
At all the things he'd wrote 
And colored in his special book.
Though he'd been only five years old 
He'd had the sense to know
I'd need something to take me back 
To those precious years with my Joe.

Now my Joey's grown and gone 
With his own family.
He's stationed in the Army 
Far across the sea.
I wish for him all happiness 
And love because it's rare,
But I'll always keep for him 
His book and Tenderheart Bear.

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An Ordinary Student's life

Before reading this, just think about Whether you want to read this, or you have a doubt Because most of us are going through this phase Which seems to be like an unsolved maze Most failures compare this to a sharp knife They ask, ‘what the hell is going on in their life’ The toppers go on in the life’s flow In their whole life, they never find themselves low There’s one more category Of students who are known as ordinary Some think, they don’t have power in their fist But the reality is, they rarely exist I can proudly say that I’m one of them If I fail to succeed, I don’t give a damn We are the species who love to experiment With our life, even if it leads a dent We forget about the past as it can’t be mend If we make mistakes, for ourselves, we do not defend It’s just like a one side hot and one side sharp knife And this I call as an ordinary student’s life

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I am...

I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a person living a life of shame
I am your daughter, hiding my depression
I am your sister, striving to make a great impression
I am your friend acting like I'm fine
I am a dreamer, wishing this life, wasn't mine
I am a girl who struggles with suicide
I am a teenager, pushing her tears aside

Side note: (Writing for other ladies out there, not so much myself, so don't worry about me)

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The Nobodies

We are the nobodies
Unloved, un-hated, un-phased
Outcasts of the world of popularity.
Banished to the fringes of existence.
Finding joy- is a rarity- no solidarity
Always seen at a distance-
because we are the resistance

Nameless faceless and speechless-
When we speak the response is an echo
Bouncing around in a black hole
We can't hide from it so lets go
Into the darkness of our abandoned soul

Alone, lost, and shrouded by darkness
left to face the shadows of heaven
Lost in life- Our suffering is endless!
To each other we are brethren. 

We are numbed by pain
And blinded by shame
we are social life's bane
playing popularity's game

We are the nobodies...

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In The Bucket

Written March 21, 2013

Feel the slim slow slider
The leather seat behind her
Where the innocent crack
And the kids keep coming back
For flashing lights and heart attacks

Feel the slim slow slider
In the midnight rider
Where the loveless greet with fleeting feet
Say come on down and take a seat
Beside the boy who smells so sweet

Oh slim slow slider
Hear the echo of the fire
That forever burns inside her
Cracklin' songs as embers fall
You would have thought they had it all

Feel the slim slow slider
Remove material attire
Smooth hands caress what I possess
Ain't no better way to de-stress
Than in the bucket under duress

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The Place I Wanna Be

Remember the time that we used to see,
All the things that we thought we could be,
The dreams which once felt too bright,
Yet the sun came without the light,
The winter rain,
Falling from the heaven,
Wished the time to seize,
When we were eleven,
The age we barely know,
 Yet we feel it in the winter snow,
The moments keep flashing in front of me,
Because I know it’s not the place I want to be,
Rather a place I thought I’d like,
Yet the pain was unbearable the first time it strike,
The moon too is hiding from its shadow,
Like a bird alone singing in the meadow,
With no one noticing,
No one hearing,
But living in the world which has lost its caring,
Saw a boy playing with stones,
He must be five or seven,
Then I thought of us being eleven,
No worry for tomorrow,
No Brocken hearts,
No falling in love,
No failing charts,
Then came a voice,
Screaming from the sky,
‘Life’s hard, life’s dumb, but at the end it all die’,
Childhood is the place I want to be,
It’s the simple truth,
That no one see,
People act so wise,
They pretend what they can never be,
Yet I want to go back when I was eleven,
And spend some time,
Living in the world,
Which is thousand miles away,
Because there’s no way,
I could stay,
Ladder on ladder,
Step by step,
When we were in prep,
The rain came without the clouds,
I wondered a lot how that could be,
With all the things bestowed upon me,
Yet I want to be eleven again,
Wish I could walk again to that lane,
Lane which was so simple to cross,
Now it’s difficult,
It can’t be decided with a toss,
I remember that time,
That we used to see,
All those places that we want to be,
Those toffee cravings,
Those toys rack,
Those fantasies,
I wish,
To them I could go back.

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Revised- Reflections On A Gift Of Watermelon Pickle...

That half grown chrysanthemums/
Stirring up like accuser's.
Life is compared with what two things ?
Which do you think is the richer more revealing comparison ?
Poets use many symbols/
Geese flying south can be a symbol,
Of that of approaching winter/
Heart's symbolize love,
In this brief expanse we call life,
One may want to cry out in a revolt ?
Other's simply take in a breathe of fresh air/
Ponder that many other's that don't even care ?
We all must become united in this great cause !
Not to use this concept loosely/
Yet to humbly ponder a thought,
What do you all think tells a more detailed story ?
The poem or the picture ?
Love can grow out of a billowing cry/
Perhaps a cut nor a mere stye in the eye ?
The seventies had embarked on this journey/
Not to mention that of Timothy Leary ?
This took us to a vast opened door !
To break on through to the other side/
Lest I emplore,
Still we have every bit of reason in which to grasp/
That lattice decor to that shine on the asp,
A sweet juice filled with fine honey nectar/
The future resources,
Allow the creative poet/
To begin to explore the valley of much more !
In gaining the proper word/
Fresh out of the Autumn air !

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Gerkey's Jerky

There's a teacher named Gerkey. He sells lots of jerky. If you won't pay, he'll send you away, and you won't get jerky form Gerkey.

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The certainty of you

A tribute to John and Carla Sherman at 'Just one look'

You can listen to the preachers
And the high priests, they as well
You can hear those Gurus speaking
You can think about endless Hell
It don’t matter what you’re doing
There’s just one thing to do
Look into the certainty of you.

You can do your meditation
Your Yoga, or Tai Chi
You can sail across the oceans
Seek help across the seas
There’s many who would help you
But you have to pay the price
But look at you, this be real good advice.

Take a look within you
And see what hides in there
Listen well to what the man has said
The one you thought was you
You’ll not find him everywhere
Turn around and look inside your head.

You can be a good or bad man
Or act jut like a drag
Overlook old ancient truths
Drink a beer or have a fag
Just take a look inside yourself
And see the one you be
Then in the end the truth shall set you free.

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Too Good for Me

She and I went to high school together
We had over four classes together
She was my lab partner and study buddy
She wore sneakers and had golden blond hair

She was so sweet and kindhearted
And she always wore a smile on her face
I immediately fell for her
I wanted to ask her out 

May be to a movie or to go get a cheeseburger
But she was with a guy every time I tried
Plus there was just something about her
That I could not put my finger on

I mean she had it all:
Beauty, intelligence, class,
And she had a great sense of humor
I asked God to make her mine

Every night before I went to sleep
But looking back on her
I realize what it was about her that I could never realize
She was and probably is still too good for me

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                                         Long love day's has past.
                                 My mind felt with howling storms,
                                 grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
                                 Rape and abandon my weary soul
                                 transpires, poring with instant fires.
                                 Oh this dark secret love does thy life
                                 Like amorous birds of pray,
                                 Once ways, and known devoured
                                 Your beauty no more to befound
                                 nor shall the sound of your voice.
                                 Love to dust, love to ashes.
                                 Our love has now gone to a private place.
                                        The grave yard of love.

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The Brutal Reality

I see the shadows
Of my mind
Thoughts and desires
Beyond me to confine

Visions of the future
Dreams of the past
Time is perception
It creeps by so fast

I see the shadows
Inside my mind
I see the people
Who remain to be blind

Their thoughts are closed
They fail to find
The point I make
In this troubled time
In order to obtain freedom
Moral must be left behind

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Fool for Love

When it comes down to love
There is nothing else I can think of
Than anything else in this world
I wonder what it would be like if I had a girl

Who would care a lot about me
A girl who would be so innocent and carefree
We would both be in love with each other
We would meet each other’s father and mother

We would hang out mostly every day
And eventually love each other in every way
That would be ever known
I would always give her a ride home

I would care for her more than anything
May be in high school I would give her my class ring
So every day I ask the Lord up above
That He continue to make me a fool for love

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I took all of your tank tops and your hose and your sox,
and I put them all together in a little brown box.
I put all of your dresses and your shoes in a sack,
and I wrapped it up because I knew you're never coming back.

I took your funky records and your Playgirl magazines
and dropped them in the trash with all your green and purple jeans.
I took the clothes I bundled up and gave them away,
to the Salvation Army, it seems like yesterday.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.

I met a wino on the street, she looks just like you,
she wears a see through blouse and she walks bow legged, too.
She sings those funky songs and plays the guitar outa sight,
and she takes a bath in cheap perfume like you did every night.

She still sings about Viet Nam and love we don't show,
guess she doesn't know that Viet Nam was 40 years ago.
She's out protesting every day and carries a sign,
 and bites her toenails ev'ry night just like you chewed on mine.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.

She has a job but all she'll say, it ain't chopping wood.
And it's funny how her money lasts, and she lives so good.
She bought a brand new car one day, a green Cadillac,
and it's got a bar up in the front and mattress in the back.

I don't know why she thinks she has to work every day,
cause I never had a job I just live on my welfare pay.
She picks her nose and rolls each bugger in a sugar ball,
and just like you used to do, then she eats them all.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.

I married her in the park, it seems like yesterday,
and I don't know what I'll do if she doesn't run away.

She brought her uncle home with her from work the other night,
and her uncle and my cousin all got drunk and had a fight.

She got locked in the bedroom with the meter readers dad,
and they had a lot of fun all night, but I felt awful bad.
He took her home with him a while, but she wouldn't stay,
I wish you'd come back home to me, and run her away.

You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.
You never told me you were leaving town,
you never told me you were leaving.

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Finding the Puzzle

It is an organised disarrangement 
Quite arranged in a disarray 
Prepared to confuse you 
For you to right the confusion. 

It is a thoughtful arrangment 
For you to think very well about 
Any misplacement you do 
Gives it a wrong placement. 

The answer is always there 
But it takes your deep thoughts 
Wrong answer complicates the setting 
Yet only a correct step away. 

Look difficult when lightly assessed 
Could take your whole time solving 
Yet easy with a deep thought approach 
Taken less than no time solving. 

It is an activity for sharp minds
Tasking the store of knowledge 
Who look for the connecting piece 
That makes the puzzle a clarity.

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over you...

we use to have love
we were like a glove
perfectly happy
now its snappy
we arent us
whats the fuss?
isnt this what you wanted?
for my hearts growth to be stunted?
for me to weep
everytime i try to sleep?
for me not to be able to read
because of what you did to me?
and me to not even watch a movie or video
with out thinking of you-oh
i thought we would get close again
that it could be better than 
what it already was
but it all ended cause
you had to reevaluate
no longer appreciate
what i was to you
that i loved you
we use to get those chills, the butterflies
when i saw you, it killed my fathers lies
life is no nintendo game
yea, thats what Slim Shady sang
you cant undo what you just did
 to me
man, you've gotta be kidding me
and i apologized to you
thats what i wanted to do
but now i want you to say yoru apologies
my heart is drowning in deep seas
of pain and hate
but then again, fate (is mean)
fate is mean and spiteful
the things you said was frightful
i cant believe i feel for the love song
your love is what i use to long (for)
now i could care less about  you
ooooh whoa yeah
i could care less
then when i wore that dress
the look on your face 
damn that was priceless
i flaunted what you never had
so now im glad
that it ended
my wish is granted
to be happy and pleased
my soul has been released
so go to your new hoe
i just want to let you know ohhh whooaaa yeah
just let you know 
(pause for instraments)
im so totally over you.

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Nathan's Song

*Nathan's Song

Nathan loved to be playin' baseball
Talk with his friends everytime they'd call
He would rather be doing for others---any day.
Nathan loved the lake in the Summer,
Skiing in winter--one slope or other.
He was full of life and had an easy goin' way.

Nathan loved to eat Mexican food,
Jelly beans, when he was in the mood.
He would rather wear his flip-flops than shoes--everyday.
Nathan loved dogs and playin' guitar,
All kinds of music--he was a star!
His heart was full of love and he showed it every way.

You were my joy...You were my joy...
You were my joy...You were my boy.

Nathan loved to laugh and be funny,
His impish grin was on the money:
He dressed up like a 'Sugar Daddy' at school that day.
Nathan loved his family and friends
Especially one girl---to the end...
And his death was full of life by what he gave away.

Though he's gone from our presence, he walks with Jesus hand in hand
And now, up in Heaven, Jesus says, "Well Done, Nathan...

You are my joy...You are my joy...
You are my joy...You are my boy."

by Deborah Burch

For: PD's contest of sorrows and make you cry poem

*Note: Nathan was a senior in high school 6 years ago, the son of my BFF. He was killed in a MVA; his girlfriend was driving, ran a stop sign and a tractor trailer truck hit them broadside on Nathan's side of the car. The other 3 in the car did the driver of the truck...he had just talked to his mom on the cell phone--which was never found...I wrote this as a song and sang it for them as my gift...It doesn't end there:
Nathan was an organ donor. Many lives have been saved because Nathan donated all he had left to give--the gift of life. This year his Mom will get to meet the recipients and they intern meet her...She, with the Red Cross, hold Blood Drives each year in Memory of Nathan: 'One Love Blood Drive'...This poem is dedicated to Nathan, and to the awareness that we can all save lives...
Donate blood...and be an organ someone's joy. love,deb

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Ashley Had a Small Goat
Oh, Ashley had a Small goat,
Small goat, Small goat,
Ashley had a Small goat,
And he had a coat of white

He followed her to school one day,
School one day, school one day,
He followed her to school one day,
And drank a some water.

 Oh, once he ate a spinach can, 
Spinach can, spinach can, 
once he ate a spinach can, 
Also a line of clothes.

The clothes can do no harm inside, 
Harm inside, harm inside, 
the clothes can do no harm inside, 
But oh! The spinach can!

 The can was filled with achemical,
chemical , chemical chemical,
The can was filled with a chemical,
Which the goat  thought was food

He rubbed against poor Ashley's chin,
Ashley's chin, Ashley's chin,
He rubbed against poor Ashley's chin,
His deep distress to ease.

There was a flash of girl and goat,
Girl and goat, girl and goat
There was a flash of girl and goat
And they were seen no more..

Ashley's soul to Heaven went,
Heaven went, Heaven went,
Ashley's soul to Heaven went,
And Mr. Goat went there too.

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Final Days (One Final Day Pt.2)

I never understood your ways
But you still kept giving me 
A bunch of “final days”
Hey, at least I can say
I am no longer letting my time slip away
I have found my passage way
College, where I am struggling to make an A
But at least I can say
That I did take the time to stop and pray
A lot of people said I should do it
But I still would not do it
Not even a bit
Hey, did I tell you that the mucus is gone
And I no longer have to spit
It feels good to be alive
That much I am willing to admit
I gave up on you from time to time
But you still would never quit
And I appreciate that quite a bit
So are there more “final days” that I am going to get

I am at peace with myself 
For I now know
That my problems were not bad
I guess I was just confused 
And downright sad
But you never lost patience with me
And for that I am glad
It is good to know that you were there
Even when I was getting mad
Because I remember blaming you
For all the problems that I had
If I recall I was a senior 
And I was anticipating my high school grad.
I said goodbye to some of my comrades
And showed disappointment 
For the ones that did not pass
Speaking of disappointment
I bet that is what you thought of me
But I made it and I am proud
No more “final days” for me

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My Baby Girl

My Baby Girl

What happen?  I remember that you’d just started walking
and before I knew it, you was talking.
Pre-school, Barbie dolls, bakers ovens, 
And I’ll never forget the Pig tails and everything having to be purple!
Cake decorations and art lessons.
Oh and who could forget those piano sessions.

But now, your toys 
are laptops, cell phones, designer jeans
bubble gum, boots and boys.

What happen to my Baby Girl? 
The only thing that’s the same is that you still love purple.

Now in your teens 
you’ll soon be ready to drive a car
oh,  just look at you... so talented, so tall and beautiful
soon you’ll be done with high school and college, 
I need you to know,  because your so clever
and you can have whatever you endeavor
I see your life going far.

Just be true to yourself and always stay faithful
and remember; I’ll love you forever because your  My Baby Girl!

C. Gill
Dedicated to Caroline

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Stevie B and Me

Stevie, we were free,
Stevie, you and me,
On that golden day,
Was it '68?
The decade's last few days,
The whole wild world was crazed,
But where we were was peace,
For you and me at least.
If I stop for a moment,
I dream groves and country paths,
Green's Albatross is playing
In this our past,
Whole empires were falling,
The old ways were fading fast,
Things never last,
But you and I 
Found pleasant peace at last.
We weren't friends for long,
These things aren't too strong,
We were far from home,
Together less alone, 
We drifted far apart,
Hardened up our hearts,
We had so far to fall,
Four years took their toll.
We walked and talked 
For many hours,
Safe under Blue Berkshire Skies.
Stevie, we were free
Like we'd never been,
On that halcyon day, 
Stevie B and me.
The decade's last few days,
The whole wild world was crazed,
But where we were was peace
For you and me at least.

(This is a song lyric written in 2003, reflecting back on my school days.)

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I Am A Jock

A bad play
On a deep and dark September
Gazing from these bleachers
To that ref who blew that call
On a freshly painted court in the middle of fall

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I've got balls
A fortress deep and plenty
That none will discinagrate
For friendship brings me joy
It's laughter from my best friend Roy

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

Don't talk  hate
For I've heard much before
It's resting in my head
And I'll try not to wake
So It doesn't make you cry
For if I never would of put on that cup
You've  never heard  awwwww shut up

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I have my hooks
And my cup to protect me
I am such a world charmer
Hiding behind an ump
So another won't bump
I touch no one and he better not touch me

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

And a Jock feels no pain
And a flock seems to die

This is off spin
To Simon And Garfunkle's
I am A Rock    LOL
Gl All

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Band on the Moon

On the bus, On the bus, On the bus, Again. Practicing the beats, On the back of a seat, All I can feel, The beat on my seat too. Cause we're the band on the moon, Gettin' ready for the contest, Got my black dress on, Ready to be the best. Got my music in my hand, We're the band on the moon, We the best in the land. Got my mallets in my hand, Sweatin' in places I've never been, Got the tempo goin', We about to begin. Now then that's over, We got sight readin', People don't know that, We be beatin' them. Cause we're the band on the moon, Gettin' ready for the contest, Got my black dress on, Ready to be the best. Got my music in my hand, We're the band on the moon, We the best in the land. Newmmmmmm, Newnewmmmmmmmm, Newmnewmnewmnewmmmmmmm, Hey. On the bus again, Director on board, Holdin' up our trophy, We all yellin' "Thank you lord". Cause we're the band on the moon, Gettin' ready for the contest, Got my black dress on, Ready to be the best. Got my music in my hand, We're the band on the moon, We the best in the land. We the best, We the best, We the best, Double time.

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Writing Once Again (Have a Start but Know No End)

So here I lie
writing once again
I have a start
but know no end
I should study
and I should sleep
Instead I lie here awake
and watch tv

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A boy and a girl

I remember the day I first saw her face on the school bus such an uneasy place
we both were shy it took months just to talk soon enough we would always walk
from the stop to her house were I d stand uneasy the sweat would pool in my right hand
One night late after school she came to my house I tried to be cool 
she asked if I would like to go out of course I did but I was nervous anxious filled with doubt

we spent a whole summer just hanging out some times I got so nervous I wanted to shout
I recall how she first placed her hand in mine I was sweating so bad I was losing my mind
the touch of her fingers in my sweaty palm gave comfort unknown and a relieving calm
I realize now she was just as scared but she seemed so calm ready and aware

she became my very best friend but even I knew the summer would end
before the fall came an took her away we spent time with each other everyday
a few weeks before school started again we went to the park are spot back then 
she looked in my eyes for ever it seemed I was confused and young I almost screamed
then she leaned towards me with the sweetest touch she said shed miss me very much
and then it happen her lips searched and found mine out in that moment it removed all doubt
an innocent peek between dearest of friends learning how such things have there ends
after school started that year she moved away I have not seen her since that day

Forever she holds a piece of my heart the innocents we shared was ours from the start
even tho Ive grown a lot since then that young love is for thick and thru thin
we never took not a thing from one another we held each other up learned from one another
I wonder if she thinks of me I think of her and lonely nights I hope she lives happily
youth is something you cannot keep I miss those days on the grass we would sleep 

somewhere inside the shy little boy waits for the day he might see that girl once again
the soul that taught me how to love and to be loved how to end and how to begin
I know ill never see her again I know its only memories something lost to the past 
if I would have known it would end that way and be over so quick so dam fast
I would have told her more of the true me maybe then Id feel whole at last
sweet first love I hope you find a life of love and find your faith in the god above
she will always been in my heart and mind and for now we must leave us behind

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"A Teacher's Gift"

Teachers are so special
because they touch our lives
we should give them so much
for even wanting to try
they've been there since day one
helping keep our lives together
it'll keep on going on
cause a teacher's gift lasts forever
even though the job
seems so small
the gift seems so big,
big enough for all
they'll be there whenever
cause as the saying goes
"To teach
To touch
a life
and forever it'll be known.."

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I'm the rookie of the century, doing something new for your eyes to behold.
Whether I'm locked up in a cage or outside looking at the rain.
Am I really something to stare upon? You answer that and please keep it to yourself.
While I set the stage, my enemies crumble, imagine once I start turning up the heat!

I'm like Doc Gooden in his first Major League season.
Fresher than febreze, I'm never sweating.
What a lie but all the guys branded me as the lion of the group.
What can I say, it was unexpected for me to be so phenomenal or am I just a
Maybe it's my three-point shots that's got everyone in a haze.

I can't tell what the coaches think about me or my attitude.
High School's a drag but one thing's for sure: I'm the pride of my school.
They call me the Viper because you never know when I'ma strike gold.
I can never stop writing, it's just who I am.
Whether they call me the Viper, a Beast, a Monster, or just by my real name, I'm sure as
Heaven keeping my head high.

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Cap N Gown (Angel of Sadness)

I know you wanna see me in cap-n-gown 
A fresh breeze and a new way of life is what I found 
So please don’t cry 
When you don’t see me in my cap-n-gown 
In and out of foster homes 
My only comfort was pulling this holster alone 
From school to football practice 
Academy award winner 
my moms was the number one actress 
From football practice 
to back to those two huge oak trees 
A metaphor is simply that cold winters choked my knees 
And I know it’s gonna hurt 
Seeing “Class of 2005” imprinted on my shirt 
Maybe it’s me being selfish 
But how could I not tell you without a kiss 
Like me expecting to go to war 
and forgetting to enlist 
High school memories was fun and games 
Embarrassment was done in by shame 
Senior days are now numbered 
Summer smirks ever so humble 
Along with my peers 
my misery is pumping me up to fumble 
Still I know you wanna see me in cap-n-gown 
A fresh breeze and new way of life is what I found 
So please don’t cry 
When you don’t see me in my cap-n-gown 

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The American Flag

The American Flag, is red,white and blue
To you, I salute, this is what I do.

The American Flag, you stand so free
To you, I salute, with love from me.

The American Flag, nicknamed Old Glory
To you, I salute, a flag with a story.

The American Flag, you changed over the years
To you, I salute, with a song and music to our ears.

The American Flag, we display you with pride
To you, I salute, your true colors we do not hide.

The American Flag, what can I say
To you, I salute, each and everyday.

The American Flag, raised by a rope
To you, I salute, you give us hope.

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Can You

Can you say no, 
When your body says yes,
Can you reject the sexy Ms. White,
Who infected your heart and mind with very notion...
That only for you, she is the best thing happening,
Or just for a few moments,
Can you forget all the shame,
All the love lost,
All the Months and Years, 
Of anguish and pain,
Can you stop wanting her,
She has stopped loving you back,
And cannot you see,
Her heart has grown cold,
Always leaving you penniless and homeless,
Living in a broken down Cadillac,
The more you give, 
The more she will take,
Your Mom's Sterling silver set,
And your Dad's leather coats,
You went from being a High School teacher,
To a base head strung out on coke,
Can you stand up to her,
When she calls you by your name,
Can you?
Answer her with just no!
And do not have to explain,
Can you?
Can you, please...
Remember God, your family's prayers and their unconditional love,
Can you?
Can you please...
Stop throwing you life away using all those drugs,
Can you...

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What it Seems; Seams Unraveled

I’m finally growing up; I realize
Real eyes can recognize these real lies

Lies he, in a landscape barren
Bearin’ a false teachin’ he believed in.
Deceived by these elders, he felt like the bait
Bate the result as they betray the whole class of '08
Ate the lessons; trusted; left awed
Odd how you long to go back, sidestep the façade.

Fraud; caused his mind to alter
Altar of this education abandoned; falter.

Faltered, for as he appraised
Praised then, all of the knowledge he gained.

Drained; an opinion he lacks
Lax for years but now he’s on track
Track wisdom; has a mental axe
Acts as a way to crash walls, fight back.

Knack for writing, it became peace
Piece of heart in each written-release
Release stress; negative cease
Sees in a new light, consciousness increased.

Impeach his old ways and his mind state
State his ideals through wordplay.

Sure cliché, but this is my chance
Chants that make a difference from my stance.

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The Night Flying

The bonfires burn, the gypsies sing.

Why are they here near the closed school gates?

Maybe there is a show by the school theatre studio here?

But these dances, this singing!

Swarthy hands in bracelets,

the necklaces and swishing dresses!

The lights burn, the gypsies sing.

Their songs cry and invite you somewhere else.

At night, in the heavenly ocean,

the ancient sailing-ship is floating.

It overtakes our window and takes us aboard,

and we are not at all surprised or frightened.

We have left our moorage – our home.

And Peach, our favorite cat, is with us!

Maybe we will find another shelter?

The gypsies wave their hands to us

and they play magical bells and tambourines.

Our ancient sailing-ship floats between stars.

Somewhere below, on the Earth,

the guitar sings solo!

But in the morning,

the yard-keeper for the school

will sweep away an extinct bonfire

with his broom.


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The Stranger I Always Knew

Never knowing the man/
On the other line/
Never able to understand/
You leavin’ me behind/

But I’ve seen your picture/
I know your voice/
So what made you sure/
You had to make that choice/

Did I cause you anger/
Please give me a clue/
 Now you’re a stranger/
I always knew/


the stranger I always knew/
Calls once in a while/
Father its true/
I never learned to smile/

It’s gettin’ harder and harder/
Listening to you/
And talking to this stranger/
I always knew/

-End Chorus-   

You’ve missed so much/
In the years gone by/
 My high school crush/
The day she said goodbye/

All the winning games/
Fathers cheering loud/
But you never came/
Were never in the crowd/

And the phone rings later/
It was always you/
Hello to the stranger/
I always knew/


The stranger I always knew/
Always too late/
Father it’s true/
You taught me how to hate/

It’s gettin’ harder and harder/
Keepin’ my cool/
Talking to this stranger/
I always knew/

-End chorus-

Now the day has come/
To finally meet/
This is your grandson/
Isn’t he sweet/

He has your name/
But we call him Gabe/
It’s even spelled the same/
Like it is on your grave/

This is a picture/
He made it for you/
Goodbye to the stranger/
 He always knew/


The stranger I always knew/
And the life you lived/
Father its true/
You taught me to forgive/

It’s getting harder and harder/
Saying to you/
Goodbye to the stranger/
I always knew/

The stranger I always knew……


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Gates Of God's Decision

One Hour into school and im hearing news but not believing
what they say,it comes again
in the form of wicked sadness destroying seamen rank by rank
adn my tears fall inside like flanks,in my shaking head
I hold this in mind
and let truth behold all i might not see and death brings me closer to the seams
of life and im so afraid
im a coward of time and i've got so many cards I dealt 
but the ace is hidden by my side
and lastnight it was Sunday May 5th 2008
and somehow we they got there late
I just know it was'nt your time but we all will be fine 
you will be missed and we'll remember this time when we had to say goodbye
and our tears flow like new life
and at the drop of a hat,
a mother lost a daughter,father lost a girl,we lost an angel 
and God gained your grace students lost a hero,I know im way past my limit 
so why do I write still,but i know somehow i'll prove you're living in our brain
Mrs.Gates we miss you dearly as you glowed with day 
and will always be remembered not erased

 "This Poem/Song is dedicated to the Family,Friends,Students and staff who 
were touched by this Angel's Grace,R.I.P. Mrs.Gates"

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I Wanna Go Home (part 2)

My life and job is hot,
And hard 
I’m sick of the BR retards
I’m ready to slow down
Chill and be myself 
On the Southside of Roe,
Where the trill players be.

Just like that Chilly G anthem
That’s where all the real players be.
The ninjas in BR can’t feel me.
They can’t feel racism, haterism, 
And true tragedy.

I wanna go home,
 Where the true ninjas roam.
Every year a high school team
From Roe goes to the dome.
Spell it ninja
Where we hunt for deer,
Rabbits, squirrels, and fake ninjas.

Where haters are worse 
Than ninth ward killers of NO
That’s how you spell the place,
 Where people are the realest.

Just like that Chilly G anthem
That’s where all the real players be.
The ninjas in BR can’t feel me.
They can’t feel racism, haterism, 
And true tragedy.

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The Last Class

We entered the last last that one final day
"It's our last class with you, Mr. Daniel," one student dared to say.
The teacher read us a story, pausing to wipe away tears
Then he told us things we'll cherish for years.
Promises of friendship, email addresses exchanged
Whether we liked it or not, our lives were about to change.
"If you need me, I'm here," said the teacher, much wise
"I'll be your friend," he told us, brushing tears from him eyes.
"I don't do this every year; this time is special."
"I'll help you out when, with trouble, you meddle."
"Everyone makes mistakes, we all have our goofs."
"OSS doesn't kill you; we have suffecient proof!"
Sometimes people are given to us for a reason
They stay just a while, maybe a season.
But however you came to ma, as on to greater things I dash,
I will forever remember you; especially the last class.

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So Lost

So I am worried
my thoughts are hurried
how do I make them all stop?
Relaxation is dreaming
stress is prevailing
My body slowly falls apart
I fear I’m dying
without even trying
Has it all been for not?
Why do I want this?
Why do I need this?
What have I got?
I retreat from my failures
too scared to greet them
at my front door
I question my meaning
Where is the answer?
What do you do
when all your dreams are lost?
Carry on existing
but not really living
Force a smile on my face?
I’m no good at searching
as I was always yearning
for what is gone
I knew it would not be easy
but why is it so hard?
I’m feeling so lost

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Don't belong

Me being here is like a lion stuck with a cage of elk. I'm so different from the rest. You stand around hopeless and relentless. I stand here with hope and full of strength. Can't you see the differences? It's like being in a hazard. We aren't a good combination, It's like mixing fire with ice. I'll burn bright while the rest of you melt. You are all the same, Scared of your own shadow. Can't you see I don't belong here, Stop being the same, Don't be afraid to be yourself. Or maybe, you are all truely the same. Oh, well if so, I'm not worried about you. I've got someone like me at home.

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Who Am I?

Betrayed by my own body

My sex inside

not who you see outside

Not gay, not straight

just different, many say weird

Belonging nowhere

Insiable hunger

Desperate need

Unquenchable desire

Unspeakable pain

Aching for every day privileges

enjoyed by most people

My soul crying

for what feels lost

Lifelong grieving

for what I don't have

My label is transgender.

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What a Lost Soul

Since I am Here The Veil grows Stronger but, You're not here for me I'm just-- Another Lost Soul you know, The people you find on the curbs on streets, During Rainy Days not going anywhere but Deeper into their own Disease but, It's not a disease, for they look for cures for diseases Here the patient cares not Only I could say something like that but since I'm here I just might as well sit on the curb on a rainy day and drown in a new-state-disease what A lost soul I am never enough could satisfy always more What a Lost Soul

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Tears dying on my cheeks
Song ringing in my ears
Sobs still hiccuping in my chest
Eyes still softly leaking tears.
But there will be a happy ending
There will be a brighter day
There will be sunshine on my shoulders
And sweeter things to say. 
I will have a place where I belong
And friends who will keep in touch
I'll have a brighter future
And promises will mean much.
I will somehow make it through this
Even if I have to walk alone
But I'll make it; I'm almost there
Somehow, I'll make it home.

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If I could take away this distance
move this school nearer Denton
I'd do it within an instant
I wish that I could walk to see you
or take a minute drive
I could see you a lot more often
whenever you were on my mind
I could walk up to your front door
and ring the bell all the time
And if I did not have schoolwork
we could go out to dinner
almost every night
I could always kiss you goodnight
just pull you in and squeeze you real tight
I could be there if you were real sad
I could hold you if you felt real bad
In the summer we could take walks
and sit on swings in the park
When winter came I'd get a blanket
and keep you warm on the couch
And you could see me in my dorm
to say hello on study nights
It would be such a pleasant surprise
you would be such a wanted sight
It would be so nice to see you
It would be so nice to see you

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Can I Really Give You The World Part 2

Chorus-You said Im always on the road always on the go
Said I need to spend time with you
Instead of making me seem like Im running on the low
You wanna put the ring on my finger and make me your wife
You want me to give you my life
But Can I really give you the world

Verse 1-I can remember very first time we saw each other
Back in high school and we still together
Fell in love with each other 
Looking at you made me reminice on the love we shared
I know that both of us really cared
Come on baby dont talk our love away
Things would get better I even send you letters
Just to let you know im still lovin you
Now you think about that and Im going to let you
Aint nothing gon change without me being here with you
So here I am there you are 
Thats where I want you to stand
By me like we were cause aint nothing going to change

Chorus-You said Im always on the road always on the go
Said I need to spend time with you
Instead of making me seem like Im running on the low
You wanna put the ring on my finger and make me your wife
You want me to give you my life
Look I will just be your wife and live as a family
But I can't really give you the world

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See Inside

I can see inside your backpack.
What I've told them,
I can't take back; they know
I've liked you for a while now.

I wonder if you know
That I'm walking behind you.
Your bag is kind of see-through,
The kind you might have
If you're cool.

I talk to you sometimes.
I wish that you'd say more.
Nobody understands
What I'm crushing on you for.

Across the classroom,
I sit...and stare;
There's got to be something
You're dying to share.

You're walking down
The hallway, Jack.
I see inside
Your green backpack.

I wish there was a diary
Inside your bag
For me to see.

Would you ever say the first word?
Do you even
Want to be heard?

I didn't understand you, Jack.
I can see inside your backpack.
Perhaps there's nothing there at all;
Maybe I just like to fall.
I can see inside your backpack,
Jack --it's empty.

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To Our Young people

For all that life has given me nothing is more greater than being a mom,
that is the one thing in life that I cherish the most is to have been able to be a part 
of  your lives to get to know each of you as the indiviuals that you are,And to 
have had the chance to grow with you and see where your lives would take you 
has been the best trip I've enjoyed,I know there are still more rides to enjoy on 
this road and I hope we continue to share those rides together whether good or 
bad I wouldn't want to share the ride with anyone else beside me except 
you,alway's knowthat whether I'm near or far,my heart and love will alway's be 
with you,to remind you your never far from my mind or thee heart, you have truly 
rewarded me in so many ways that I will never be able to repay you for the joy's 
and the lessons you have taught me,I only hope that when I've left your side that 
you have enough of my love in you to be able to walk on with all that I have tried to 
pass on to you,may it be enough to keep your heart strong.When i'm  no longer 
there to hear the words you speak in person or by phone and when your mind 
starts to play games of the loss you feel,I only hope the heart will go on to pump 
the love I have for you thru your veins as a vessel of my love ,my mother had 
alway's let me know in words that I was loved but it's important to me that you be 
able to read this when you feel the need to be sure where my heart lies,we will 
never agree completely on alot of things but that will never stop the love that flows 
thru my heart,keep these words close to  your heart  and let them alway's echo 
as a reminder of what I feel for you,my children.


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Not again

Once before I tired giving you my heart
you threw it out the window 
and I barely came back 
from the fall 
now your back again
you say you wanna try again
giving me chills just like use to
don't think you can reel me back again
cause I will never forget what you did

And no matter how much you try
 to convince me that you've change
your ways 
my heart won't easily rearrange 
I can't accommodate you again 
 I'm not the one this time   
your saying all the right things
but this time I can see
passed the facade 
you know how to make me 
want you baby
I'm not gonna lie
but baby at what price?

There will be no rerun of the past
I won't start catching feelings
knowing this won't last
Are we back in high school again damn  
Please don't give me no crap about you missing me
I'm tired of all the lies and the hurt
why don't you see 
I won't be the one
losing sleep at night
crying to my friends 
telling them what you did again
it won't be me 
not this time baby

We can have our fun 
eat the cake too 
but you won't see me falling again
not over you
I won't try being more than friends again
even though this is tempting 
I can't put my self in this position
not again
not again 

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Life As A Song (Angel of Sadness)

Library lounge, It’s a sad, sad song
The bar scene period is a sad, sad song
Smoke purifies the air, still nothing terrifies my stare
Every episode, the same played scene
The strangers we rubbed and laid between
The washed up bartender, playing his hand 
Wife called three times, yet he’s staying to make a stand
Everything about this place is a sad, sad song
Each step we take, the making due with what’s left to bake
Burning crosses, turning to the open closest
After the bomb, no laughter to come
An early rapture for some
The flame that appears to be taking my soul
The mother who’s life revolves around another’s pole
Monroe, Louisiana, it’s a sad, sad story
The lives we lead, the heavy breathing
No response for the patients steadily leaving 
Frankin Parish High School 
The small town and communities, the empty liver pools
Nightmares that no longer bother you
Images that only seem cosper to you
Random flowers from strangers
Sadness that towers over angels
You life, my silent nights
Rain drops that trickle down my night stained windows
The shame that tickles my frown, no sins to close
The obsessions that claim our sanity
The morning dew that eats away at worn fabrics
Everything I just wrote nothing less of vanity
The guilt in my conscience, such a sad, sad song

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Picking Heartstrings

There are people out there wishing that they had a life like mine
And I can't say I don't blame them much it's really kind of fine
I've got a loving woman and three daughters I love too
And a homestead bought and paid for that's kind of well to do

The last cat's living loving with her royalty and power 
And the humming birds are fat and full  of sugar and of flowers
The gardens are well tended and the harvest has begun
And although I'm busy mowing even that is kind of fun

I'm stuck in satisfaction caught in  tranquility 
Tied down to what and who I love for all eternity
Freedom's a forgotten word I've had it for so long
That's why I pick these heart strings and why I wrote this song

I dreamed of this in high school that's where I met my bride
And I wed  her in Hawaii with a head filled up with pride
It's been a while of wonder a rat race and a ride
But we've won it all together though there were some times we cried

So there's people out there wishing that they had a life like mine
They should take a look at what they have I did and it feels fine
Oh we ain't rich in money and none too rich in fame
But we're mighty rich in lovin and that's the whole darn game

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Very Bad News

Anna left early from Soho
But still she got caught in the storm
Due at 5:30, it’s quarter to ten
She should never have driven alone

Maybe she’s parked at a rest stop
Or maybe some roadside motel
Or maybe we never will see her again
You know sometimes it’s too close to tell

Why the fates change the rules
In the middle of the game is a mystery
And I hate to bear all of this very bad news
It’s just one point of view but what can you do when it’s history? 

Joey and Donna were married
Out of high school with nothing to show
But a rundown apartment with too many bills
And a bad case of nowhere to go

Maybe he really did love her
Maybe he took all the blame
Maybe he figured when he pulled the trigger
The two were both one and the same

Bobby had every advantage
Good childhood, and family and friends
And all the disposable income he wished
To buy every means to an end

Maybe he overextended
Maybe he took it too far
Or maybe he took it one too many times 
Dying ugly in some stranger’s car

Why the good all die young
One day here then too soon been and gone is a mystery
And I hate to bear all of this very bad news
It’s just one point of view but what can you do when it’s history? 

We play every game feeling lucky
Taking chances that we can’t take back
Poor decisions and accidents
These are the facts that distinguish the light from the black 

One day we live to the fullest
The next day we live in the past
One day we dance at the top of the world 
And one day will be suddenly last

We hang by a thread 
Between living and dead, for how long is a mystery 
So hard to hear all of this very bad news
Not much of a view, but what can you do?

When we live and we die in the blink of an eye
Never knowing the mystery
And I hate to bear all of this very bad news
But what can you do? 
What can you do when it’s history?

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Calendar Pages

The calendar's pages flipped so quickly
Days scattered away with the wind
Moments hung on the string of thoughts
Laughter is the music heard

Days are turned into clouds in the sky
Feathers of friendship circled them now
Lighting their way to the stars
That danced with lovely glows

I shall miss every moment with you,
With the people I have spent time with,
I shan't forget these lovely times
As I take flight every day

Hoping you share the same feeling,
I raise my hand up in space
Waving hello when you approach,
While I engulf you when you shall go...

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Manakin (Pt.2) (My Secret Sin)

Instead of being slaughtered by my conscience
I'd rather let you treat me how you treat me
Make it a lil easier for me to stand again
So for now you can label me your personal manakin
After the brawl
I stayed the night in the parking lot and I ain't gone lie
If I had no other choice but to be homeless I'd rather die
A week later I showed up in Richwood at my sisters door steps
With the few fabrics I had left
My clothes stunk from being left out in the rain
But hell, who am I to complain
Chilled there for about a month
Then she and I fell into it 
Basically because I was still cool with her ex
So I bailed on that scene in search for the next 
And I feel guilty that her father past
Being the last time I saw them I needed a ride
And he was the only person I could ask
I started school in August
My final year, I was finally a senior
Felt like I could be praised even by Athena
About the last week of the month
I found myself walking away from a teacher
Next thing I know I'm expelled 
They tried to keep it a secret 
But the community found out 
About the school boards mess up 
Before the documents were mailed
Still that ain't change nothing 
So I had to move to Mangham
Again, I became a real popular attraction
And as you know that brings jealousy and envy
So I was again split by the fraction
I guess I should've just kept it to myself and walked away
Because I ended up in the ring with nine different opponents
I guess they found my misery and decided to clone it
So Instead of being slaughtered by my conscience
I'd rather let you treat me how you treat me
Make it a lil easier for me to stand again
So for now you can label me your personal manakin

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The Rumors

I hear them talking
And I see them looking
When they pass by they wave and smile
But when I approach they are in denial
Rumors by people that don’t have a life
And might want mine
Rumors that are stupid
Especially the one about the baby
Yea that one was really funny
These people must not know me
Because I can’t get pregnant
After my summer incident I became sterile
They can talk and look all they want
Rumors don’t run me
And they definitely don’t bother me
I laugh at most of them
And the rest get thrown in the trash
These ignorant people can believe whateva they want
Because me and God know the truth
Like I said before
I hear them talking
And I see them looking
But all they can do is talk and look
Won’t step up to the plate
And say it to my face
These rumors that make me snap
But it’s good to know that I’m thought about a lot
My family is even spreading rumors too
But what can I do about it
I just smile and laugh at it
Knowing that people will put forth
So much effort to make me miserable
These rumors will never end
So I continue to laugh at them