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The Golden Poets

Poets are like gold these days
their beautiful sayings and touching ways
tell such stories of kindness, drama, sorrow
things of  the future like many tomorrows
they are so passionate about what they do
they let out the most humble of feelings with which to do
to meet hearts and souls suddenly and release the many of you
with sincerity.  They have a way of grabbing you and making you cry
with the deepness of pen and emotions flying across each sentence and why
their sad is so sad, their love is so deep, their laugh is so real, the blue of the sky
they say like we need to hear it, we're so near it
it becomes dear to us and then becomes clearer
we hang on each of their words and wait for more
we love them and can't get enough, "don't shut that door!"
We'll wait for them, buy their books, escape through them
sit back and relax in a tub full of bubbles and it feels like a sin
she loves him, he loves her, they astound me with feeling
then they quit on each other and they send me reeling
how perfect and the suspense and the beauty of it all
I'd love to call the author and ask questions and make more calls
I love it, then I can't take it, they are so real in every way
I want them with me and invite them to stay
how can they right so perfect so feeling and such
it's got to be more than just a freaky thing or luck
they capture it so well they are so very talented too
to take you places you always wanted to go and see through
the camera all about them and this takes you there and snaps
pictures and makes you feel like it's no way a trap
but a thing of beauty and you know you'll be back
they are so beautiful,( all these poets ) so special each one
you'll  laugh and cry and be amazed with the feelings of fun
they are so valuable in life, don't be without them
they will take you all over the globe and back at the gym
I have favorites, too many to say
I'll read anyway, all of them one day
they say it all in my heart and my soul
they are my strength should I be told
I love them you see, they are pure gold

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My Brother

My brother is and will always be my Memorial Day
Of course I will always respect every warrior that fought let's say
My brother joined the Marines to get away from our mother at seventeen
she was mean, mentally ill, bossy, and out of her mind in between
so serving his country during the Vietnam War felt better to him
leaving all of us behind, going over there with the body count wasn't a whim
we all cried as he went out the door
mom cried the most and I was just floored
because she yelled and screamed at him all of the time
but today looked like she loved him so much and wanted him to stay behind
if he knew this and didn't have to think that she didn't care for him
his journey may have been so much better with more care and begin
to think of her differently like a loving mom
then when he was detecting land mines and hearing bombs
he may have been more comforted by love
looking at the stars up above
wearing peanut butter on his feet 
in the monsoon season
as not give the rats a reason 
to bite his flesh and hurt
they could drive you berserk
and the tunnels pray tell
they were a living hell
they would come out anytime
no reason no rhyme
hand grenades in hand
blow you up on their land
It was always a dangerous situation
you never knew when injury was a completion
you'd blacken your face up and find a tree
and sit real still and listen to everything carefully
because one wrong move could mean your life so
you had to be super aware to all the facts before you could go
to sleep for a matter of minutes perhaps a little longer if your lucky
things sure aren't the same since that plane ride all the way from Kentucky
so they put their helmets on their rifles in case they were shot at
they'd think that was their head and they would miss them flat
out right was the goal only some of them knew
and some of them snuck around to the front of you
to blow off your real head and shatter you
and if anyone say "medic" they'll shatter them too
it's just too destructive being there
you're a trained killer and it just isn't fair
You don't believe in Memorial Day, you say?
Don't stay in the states, we should run you away
too many men gave their lives for you to keep you free
we should throw you in prison lock the door and get rid of the key
this celebrates men like my brother, my cousins, good men that didn't come back
the audacity of you to talk bad about this day, disrespect them, the deck was stacked
not in their favor, believe me, we should've sent guys like you, their bodies hacked
to scare them, I wish I could scare you
no your not even worth it to do
anything to drop down to your kind
just remember when you look behind 
you, proud men gave you freedom believe it or not
you ignorant bastard you must have forgot
your daddy, your grandpa, somebody you know
fought a war for you and us and you show
no respect
to the rest
Happy Memorial Day!
Thanks to all you Women and Men whom keep and kept us safe

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I Never Got To Say Goodbye

You were my life you know so to go in an instant took mine and your breath away
And I still haven't gotten mine back seven months later to this very day
You see you are my sunshine on a rainy day or any day as a matter of fact
And with sun you lack vitamin D and your body gets deficient and it hurts back
But measures to the pain of losing you on that dreadful day
Not surgery, an accident, not having money, anything in my way
For you know Kymber we were joined through a cord for nine months
I almost died then, but you were so worth it and even this pain that may kill me
Just to see the smiles, the giggles, the hugs and the kisses you see
Because you came from me, inside of me, my miracle baby
I loved you inside of me and outside there was never a maybe
First they told me it was a crime scene I couldn't see you at all
I knew if they brought you out in a bag I would scream bloody murder and fall
down on my knees and weeps uncontrollably and then I heard
"Mam you can see her, but you can't touch her it's a crime scene" the words
I walked in gently and I saw lying on the living room floor so still
I kissed her face all over and brushed her hair back and with all my will
I asked her to wake up, please, please, I begged, Kymber you can do this
Just wake up! Please honey, do it for Mommy, honey and I gave her a kiss
Don't you do this Kymber Michelle, you can't do this to me
I can't take or make it without my darling baby
Just wake up Kymber do it, like I know you can
I thought I saw her eyes flutter to wake and to stand
come on baby that's the way do it! But she just stayed there not moving
they were flashing a flashlight to tell me it's over
I kissed her desperately on her face everywhere, I didn't care
then I saw her little feet, I loved that child's feet and I asked if I could kiss them
they said "sure" and I reached and I kissed them and I cried, put them down then
I walked out in shock, not believing what I saw and I couldn't say and talk with her
Tell her goodbye where she'd hear me and know and say " I love you forever"
I saw a body that the life was stolen from by the hands should have never
made that decision at all, he took my heart too that wretched day
when he tore us apart
I forgive him because God does
and I'm not the Judge
I love you Kymber Michelle
and whenever I hear a bell
I'll know it's you saying " I love you, Mommy"

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What's Wrong With You

What's wrong with you? Why did you do that anyway?
 I guess because I wanted to, like a desire I couldn't stave
 What seems to be your problem again?
 I don't have one, it's in your imagination....
 Are you crazy or what should I ask?
 I don't think so, is this a trap?
 Are you insane like your mother and whole family?
 I don't think so, you narcissistic bastard you see
 I don't understand why you do that
 No and without a brain it will be hard and you never will stat!
 You don't understand anything!
 That's what you think, You don't understand that's the problem Psycho!!
 Look at yourself and not me 
 Then you will see the things you need to see
 Yourself which may scare you
 Your soul which may not even be there
 And your conscientiousness which is not to be found
 Always get the log out of your own eye 
 Before getting the stick out of somebody else's eye 
 Get the log out of your own very carefully....

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Where Did You Go When I Turned Around

Where have you been, I've missed you so
 You were only this big now look at you go
 now you're 4 you're not 3 like you were before
 now you're 5 oh my gosh how does this work, how can you soar
 like a bird high up in the sky 
 when I'm not looking your 5 feet high
 you're too pretty you really are
 you look like somebody on tv like a movie star
where's that chubby baby where did you go
 you are going out on the town and with boys
 you are beautiful at your prom
 I am such a proud mom
 then you go off on your own
 and I of course feel all alone
 I have what they call empty nest
 where I have a lot of free time and the rest
 I don't like this, you're away from me
 I can't rock my little baby
 I have to let you find your own way
 cut those apron strings and you can fly and say
 mom, "I'll still call you it's not like I've left the country"
 but to me you are way far away to a foreign city
 I still love you to the moon and back and always will
 you will always be the "baby" and if you are ill
 and if you need me, just call me, I mean it
 I'll be there in a minute
 you are part of me
 and I'm part of you
 we will always be 
 as you will see
 together

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Kymber's Story By Momma

I had a crush on him the first time I saw him around the block from me
 He was sooooo good looking! So buff, so tan, so cute, the car a beauty!!
 He had girls after him his own age, I was too young, jail bait, I know
 But if he would just stop his fine red car and look at me and off we'd go
 I was friends with his sister and she was hot too
 I guess it ran in his family a trait as a rule
 So I had to like other boys what was I to do?
 But when I got out of high school boy oh boy all of a sudden he knew
 He lived with me and he started loving me as I did him like never before
 He did drugs though, so I did them with him to keep his interest in me
 But it was too much and he would steal from me and the missing money
 I couldn't do it anymore, it hurt me too much, I couldn't carry us
 So I told him to go and he hit me and he got out and I did what I must
 I cried and I cried because I loved him it's true
 And he told me a million times how he loved me too
 We went our ways but we really never left
 We hung out, made love, like his woman I was kept
 He wanted me forever and loved me I knew, my friends knew too
 But I couldn't trust him, he could hurt me, he was aggressive I knew
 Life went on I met someone, fell in love, I had a baby, he was mad I see
 He put him in prison so he could have me and her. He told me later happily
 I told him no way, he had it wrong I would wait until he got out of prison
 He was the father, I couldn't be with him. I asked him a favor, bad decision
 He came over, we were fighting I knew he loved me...he couldn't take it
 Me saying no and being without him, the rejection to my prince charming
 Me his #1 girl to be without me, it was so alarming
 He crossed that thin line between love and hate now
 And I'm no longer here now, nor with my baby, I have gone to Heaven
 Where things are peaceful, but I miss being a mommy, he chose this sin
 Now things have changed in the twinkle of an eye
 I miss you baby girl, Serenity Faith, just look up at the sky
 You can wave to your Mommy anytime
 I will watch over you and sing you nursery rhymes
 I will always love you Baby 'o Mine..............Mommy

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Kymber and Faith

I know Kymber is fine she's in a better place, where angels go
 When I cry, it's all about me, how I miss her and I how I am feeling so
 Sad for myself because she's gone and it hurts and I don't want to feel
 How I want to see her face and touch her and make her real
 I don't want to be punished and make a place for her and Serenity 
 to sit and have cook outs, and parties , play cards, talk, and watch movies
 She was so alive and a part of it all, come back and sit with us and cook
 talk to me about Grey's and the baby and your hair and reading a book?
 I'm sad for me and Serenity, but I'm happy for you with God
 No calls, no texts, no coming over for me, not for you it just seems odd
 I have to come to grips and make it for you and not me, no way
 Look at what I'm doing and how I behave
 Please forgive me, I'm sorry, I'll work on it
 I'll try hard to put this in perspective
 I love you so much and I can't let you go
 I feel you around me and I miss you so
 You want me to be happy and enjoy life
 I will try my baby girl just for you and turn on that light
 in the window so you know I'm always thinking of you
 and you know that my heart is still blue
 But I will live for you if you want and be happy
 If you promise to come by and see me
 I will always love you more than you will ever know Kymber Michelle
 To the Universe and Back and farther in case you can't tell
 I will hold your heart in mine forever even when I'm gone
 Because we'll be together my child and I'll be happy as the day is long
 Two Hearts Perfect Together~~Faith & Kymber

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Sub Salad It's Free Calorie

Watching that body aren't you now?
Want the best body around the town?
All you gotta do is eat what's free
this delicious bite has no fat calories
What's it called? " Sub Salad"
Come on Dudes "Sub Salad"
Let me here it again "Sub Salad"
Want something make that body pretty?
Want something delicious OMG?
All you gotta do is eat what's free
this delicious bite has no fat calories
what's it called? "Sub Salad"
Come on Dudes "Sub Salad"
Yummy yummy yummy yum yum yum
yummy yummy yummy yum yum yum
Sub salad Sub salad no fat calories
no   fat    calories  nosiree!!!

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So What

In school there was this guy named Terry and he was always getting body art
Everybody was talking about it and jealous and wanted to look like his body parts
they said "Isn't he cool, watch the girls look at him and drool"
he's so buffed and so good looking and they think he's so cool
wonder why he looks like that and nobody else does
he seems like a loner, he just hangs out with girls with his peach fuzz
They say he has a brother, wonder what he looks like
I've only heard that he's bigger and get's him into a fight
Whose idea is this body art anyway?
without knowing the family I can't really say
So he started talking with the kid so he could stay 
after school and later go home with him
maybe come in early and workout the gym
so I went to his house and his brother was the same way
They had sleeves of body art, they were nice
They were not scary or different, they were right
so I was thinking like "What's the big deal" 
so they're different so can't we get real
He's nice man and he won't hurt you
He's got a great brother  and he's cool too
If people just got him from the start
They wouldn't be so afraid like after the dark
So I'm the only one that knows for sure
that he's so innocent, he's just different there's no cure
needed for this guy, he won't hurt you or bite
if you just talk to him like a person you just might
figure it out and not be mad at him without 
giving him a chance or a shout
you'd be friends with him too no doubt
you'll realize there was "no big deal"
just because they thought of it for real
Hold your horses down
don't be a clown
you can have nerves of steel
cause it's no big deal

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So Hasty

You know they ruled your death an overdose.  He shot you up in the breast.  You were breast feeding the baby. No signs of heroin in her.  No signs of heroin or any drugs in your apartment.  You had just taken a shower and had laid out your clothes for work to get dressed.  Your hair was still wet.  You had ligature marks around your neck.  You had been dead less than an hour.  They said it was lividity.  The medical examiner in Kentucky said that lividity doesn't set up that fast.  Why?  Why did they come to that conclusion, because he worked for the police department and was a confidential informant?  Could that perhaps be the reason?  You know it is....and my daughters murder gets no justice...what a travesty of justice!!  Her Mom  By the way she has a name Kymber Michelle Dye