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The Rich and Poor

THE RICH AND POOR
THE RICH MAN IS AN ALCOHOLIC
THE POOR MAN IS A DRUNK
THE RICH BOY IS EMOTIONALLY ILL
THE POOR BOY IS A PUNK
A RICH WOMAN IS MENOPAUSAL
A POOR WOMAN IS CRAZY
A RICH MAN RELAXING IS TIRED
A POOR MAN RELAXING IS LAZY
SO JUDGEMENTAL WE ARE
SELF RIGHTEOUS AND WITH NO CLUE
THE BEST PERSON THAT YOU CAN BE
IS DEEP INSIDE OF YOU
HIDDEN AWAY FROM THE WORLD
TOO ADFRAID TO BE KNOWN
WE ARE SO AFRAID OF BEING ALONE ©

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Climbing Mountains

CLIMBING MOUNTAINS
IT SEEMS THAT WE’RE ALWAYS CLIMBING MOUNTAINS
STRUGGLING TO GET TO THE TOP
THEY CAN BE SO OVERWHELMING
BUT WE KNOW WE CANNOT STOP
EVERY PATH WE CHOOSE IS RUGGED
WE FALL MANY TIMES ALONG OUR WAY
WE FEAR THAT OUR HEARTS’ MAY HARDEN
SO WE FALL TO OUR KNEES AND PRAY
OH LORD PLEASE HELP ME!
THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR ME TO BEAR!
IT’S ONE PROBLEM AFTER ANOTHER
AND NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE
THE WORLD SEEMS SO WICKED
AND IT’S GETTING HARDER TO LAUGH
WE SEARCH FOR SOMETHING GOOD
BUT WE CAN’T EVEN FIND A PATH
WE’RE ALWAYS CLIMBING MOUNTAINS
UP AND DOWN WE GO
THRY ARE JAGGED AND ROCKY
SO WE HAVE TO TAKE IT SLOW
THEY WERE ONCE JUST HILLS
HILLS WE SAW AND TURNED AWAY
WE SHOULD HAVE CLIMBED THEM THEN
BECAUSE THEY ARE STILL HERE TODAY
BUT THEY ARE BIGGER AND STRONGER
THEY TOWER SO HIGH IN THE SKY
AND TO GET TO THE TOP
WE MUST SPREAD OUR WINGS AND FLY
IT IS SO DRAINING
CLIMBING DAY AFTER DAY
OH LORD SEND ME AN ANGEL
TO HELP SHOW THE WAY
HAVE FAITH

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Growing

Growing
I built castles with tinker toys
Mountains with blocks
Teddy bear he loved me
Raggedy Ann she talked
Will i be happy one day
The magic eight ball answered yes
I knew right away
And never had to guess
I drew pictures of pretty things
Like weeping willow trees
Tulips and daisies
Swaying in the breeze
Then came a strange silence
Raggedy Ann spoke no more
Teddy bear was still there
But not like before
It’s funny how life changes
As you grow older day by day
Colors slowly change
But they never fade away
I’m grown now
There are things i must do
And it’s not coloring pretty pictures
Like i use to
It’s real life
Something the eight ball can’t predict
Filled with pleasure and pain
And many times, conflict
As you grow, you’ll see
What’s inside can bring rain or shine
Don’t be alarmed if you get both
At the same time
Relax
May you never stop growing
No matter where you are
No matter where you are going©

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Who I Am

WHO I AM
MY STRUGGLES ARE WITHIN, AND THAT, I CAN DO WITHOUT
ALL OF MY LIFE IS NOT A SIN
STRENGTH IN LOVE I NEVER DOUBT
I’M NOT A PACIFIST, BUT PEACE IS BETTER THEN WAR
I’M NOT A PESSAMIST BUT I’VE LOST FAITH BEFORE
I’VE WITNESSED HARSH REALITIES
I’VE TASTED BITTERNESS IN MY OWN HEART
LOSING THE WARMTH WAS A FATALITY
I HAD TO FLATLINE AND RESTART
I DON’T BELIEVE IN MAGIC
I BELIEVE IN MAGICAL MOMENTS
DISAPPEARING WOULD BE QUITE TRAGIC
THE CRAFT HAS ONE OPPONENT
I’M A SELF PROCLAIMED HUMANITARIAN
NON JUDGEMENTAL
WITH AN OPINION
MY DEPTH KEEPS VARYING
MY HEART
MY DOMINION.

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Perception of Perfection

PERCEPTION OF PERFECTION
A PERFECT LINE DOES NOT EXIST IN NATURE
THERE IS NO PERFECT SHAPE
YET NATURE IN ITSELF IS FLAWLESS
HOW CAN THIS BE WHEN OUR PERCEPTIONS
OF PERFECTION IS BASED ON STRAIGHT LINES, SMOOTH EDGES, AND CLOUDLESS 
SKIES?
WHAT MAKES NATURE SO BEAUTIFUL
SO GENUINE AND TRUE
ARE THE CROOKED LINES, JAGGED EDGES, AND FLUFFLY CLOUDS THAT LINGER ABOVE
RIVERS HAVE DESTINATIONS
BUT THEY DON’T HESITATE TO TRICKLE DOWN INTO STREAMS ALONG THEIR WAY.
AS RIVERS JOURNEY TO THE SEA, SO DO THE WINDS JOURNEY THROUGH THE AIR
CARVING MOUNTAINS, CREATING SCULPTURES SO GRAND THAT NO DUPLICATION 
COULD EVER BE MADE
NATURE’S CREATION
FLAWLESS RERALLY
THE WIND HAS NO DESTINATION, ONLY PURPOSE.
AS WE SPEND MOST OF OUR LIVES MOVING FROM POINT “A” TO POINT “B”
TO POINT “A” AGAIN, IT ALMOST SEEMS…POINTLESS
WE ARE EITHER LIKE THE RIVER OR LIKE THE WIND
EITHER WAY…WE HAVE A PURPOSE ©

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Hooked

EVERYBODY IS HOOKED
NEEDLES, CIGS, SMOKES OF ALL KIND
EVERYBODY IS SEARCHING FOR A LITTLE PEACE OF MIND
JUST SOMETHING TO HOLD ON TO
WHEN YOU’RE FREE FALLING AS SUCH
SOMETHING TO ESCAPE THE REAL
SOMETHING TO FEEL AND TO TOUCH
ESCAPING IS A DEADLY GAME
ONCE YOU’VE ESCAPED
YOPU’RE NEVER THE SAME
YOU SEE THINGS IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT
AND NOTHING IS EVER ALRIGHT
YOU DO IT DAY AFTER DAY
THE GREAT SEARCH FOR RELIEF
YOU KNOW EVERYTHING IT CREATES
THE HEARTBREAK…THE GRIEF
BUT ONE DAY IT’LL WORK
YOU’VE SET THAT IN YOUR MIND
ONE DAY IT’LL WORK?
HERE’S WHAT YOU WILL FIND…
NOTHING ©

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Truth

YOU CAN READ ONLY SO MUCH FROM A BOOK
YOUR INTERPRETATION IS IN YOUR HEART
TRUE KNOWLEDGE IS WISDOM
TRUE FEELING MAKES YOU SMART
KNOWING WHAT YOU FEEL IS HEALTHY
WANTING TO KNOW IT IS WISE
FINDING PEACE WITHIN IS A BLESSING
WITHOUT LIVING LIES
THERE STANDS THE TRUTH
WAITING FOR YOU TO EMBRACE IT
GO AHEAD AND LOOK AT IT
IT’S BEEN WAITING FOR YOU TO FACE IT
(LET THE HEALING BEGIN)
TRUTH TURNS YOU AROUND TO LOOK AT THE MOUNTAIN
THE ONE YOU HAVE AVOIDED TO CLIMB
TRUTH TAKES YOUR HANDS FROM OVER YOUR EARS
AND SAYS TO LISTEN THIS TIME
THERE IS SCREAMING AND YELLING
AND THUNDER BOOMING ALL AROUND
THIS NOISE CANNOT HURT YOU
JUST GO ON AND STAND YOUR GROUND
FEEL WHAT YOU NEED TO FEEL
DO WHAT YOU NEED TO DO
TRUTH IS YOUR SWORD
AND THE TRUTH IS IN YOU

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Melting Away

I’M MELTING AWAY WITH CRAYON PICTURES UNDER THE SUN
I DRAW BIRD AND I BECOME A BIRD
AND FLYING IS SUCH FUN
COLOR ME BLUE
WITH FEATHERS OF ORANGE AND RED
MAYBE I’LL BE AN ANGEL BIRD
WITH A HALO ABOVE MY HEAD
I’LL BUILD MY NEST IN THE TALLEST TREE
THE ONE CLOSEST TO THE SUN
I CAN WATCH OVER THE CHILDREN
AND COMFORT EVERY ONE
I’LL SEARCH FOR A RAINBOW
AND BATHE IN ITS’ SOFT LIGHT
UNTIL THE WIND CARRIES ME
INTO THE GENTLE NIGHT
AND THEN I WILL GO
BACK TO THE COMFORT OF MY NEST
THE MOON HAS TOLD ME THAT IT’S TIME TO REST
I PUT AWAY MY CRAYONS
ALONG WITH MY FADING DREAMS
THE COLORS HAVE MELTED AWAY
BUT I WILL KEEP THESE WINGS©

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Trying To Hold On

I HAVE ALOT ON MY MIND BUT NOTHING TO WRITE
I HAVE BATTLES TO WIN AND DEMONS TO FIGHT
PAPER AND PEN AND THOUGHTS SPINNING FAST
WINDOWS INTO THE FUTURE , MIRRORS INTO THE PAST
MY LIFE STOPPED, BUT MY HEART KEPT BEATING
MY SPIRIT WAS DYING BUT I KEPT ON BREATHING
THUNDER KEPT ON RUMBLING THROUGHOUT MY MIND
LIGHTNING STRUCK AND IT LEFT ME BLIND
TIRED OF CRAWLING BUT TOO WEAK TO STAND
WHENEVER I DO, I FALL INTO QUICK SAND
I FEEL LIKE I'M DROWNING AND THERE'S NO WAY OUT
SURELY THIS IS NOT WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT
I HAVE ALOT ON MY MIND BUT NOTHING TO WRITE
I HAVE FOUGHT ALL THAT I'M GOING TO FIGHT
MIRRORS? I'LL NEVER NEED THEM AGAIN
OPEN ALL OF THE WINDOWS AND LET ME IN!
I TURN MY BACK ON THE COLD, DARK NIGHT
I WALK FORWARD INTO THE WARM, BRIGHT LIGHT
IT DOESN'T BLIND ME, IT ONLY SETS ME FREE
SO I'LL HOLD ON TO THIS LIGHT
AND FOREVER KEEP IT WITH ME...©