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DEDICATION TO MY GRANDSON ON HIS GRADUATION

Carry On

To keep learnin¨g and teaching;
To keep elevating and reaching;
Is to never stop, to avoid ceasin¨g,
Allowing Christ in us to be increasing.

What we have seen and heard,
Let us show and tell
And fly like a bird,
Ever thriving to finish well.

God will always be God.
Give Him glory; never avoid.
God will never be coached or led
He is Our Father,

Chella

The home where Chella grew up, in the ghetto of Liberty City Florida, had beige carpets so old that pieces of the tuft and twirl would come out of the backing under-foot.
The  apartment window shades were white floral plastic rectangles cut from an old shower curtain.
She shared a bedroom with two younger siblings and

The 30th Anniversary Of Graduating From High School

I dropped out of high school in August of 1986.
In 1993, that was a mistake that I decided to fix.
I was only fifteen years old when I dropped out.
When I ask people not to make my mistake, there is no doubt.
I studied from April of 1993 to June of 1995 and it was very cool.
I

Growing up

Throwing our caps 
looking back at the last four years
mix of bittersweet moments 
fear creeping in 
nervous about what the future  
feels weird to close this chapter

Idiosyncrasies

Stranded with lost love, the idiosyncrasies connect, like constellations in galaxies yet to be seen, deprived, deranged, disembodied emotions drift disconcertingly into each others night. Fasting on the fruits of each others use to be labors, the loins of desire become prey to temptations succulent hunger for lustful delicacies. 

Astray they've stayed  prudently, pampering,

Twenty Twenty Vision

Jacques Daviel
A brilliant eye specialist Jaques Daviel,
does his cataract field at all ring a bell?
the word cataract used with utmost respect,
on his vision and foresight I duly reflect


Francisus Donders
In the same branch was Francisus Donders,
in ocular tracts the man worked wonders,
some Dutch streets bare this specialist's name,
Tilburg  his birth place blessed by his fame

Joseph

Crooked House

Crooked House
 Be content.
 Don’t take life for granted.
 Crooked house.
 Be you all around.
 Sometimes pulling weeds.
 Complaining, don’t feed.
 Through harvest.
 It's a test.
 Be concontent.
 Each day is a gift.
 Sometimes down in the valley.
 Count your blessings.
 Short on change.
 That's O.K.
 Grateful anyway.
 Down to earth.
 Don’t ask for much.

GRADUATES PINNACLE

Education journey
Accomplished essential
Books and Tea hers added to the experience
Believing in one’s self
Willing became the effort
Every letter and numerical digit from beginning to end
Theory with a concept
Observe was the listen
Research through the exploration
Valuable information
It doesn’t matter the education level nor school
Graduate life serving tools
Everyday life

Education aiding into leading to work experience
Components for success
Understanding purpose
Soaring open

Finding Your Temple

In strange dream-lands
Perhaps on far, far away shores
Does stand the rim of Beyond Understanding.

A temple to higher thoughts, and subtle visions
Of more-to-comes and there-afters waiting
Holding futures bright, out from foggy mists.

Here, here is where your next place dwells
Land ye steady, fear not feeling... being alone
For there is no such thing, always is... company.

Sing you here

Finding purpose

who am i?
where am i?
life doesn’t feel real
it feels like im spinning in a.. hamster wheel (repetition)
going thru days with no emotion 
in my mind, oh there’s so much commotion


where am i supposed to be?
oh i just wanna be free
it feels like im driving on a endless road 
not knowing where to go.
should i fly

Youth Floats On, Floats On By - - Stanhope Road

Shouts of triumph and defeat echo from the fields
day in and day out.
Drivers continue learning in that same cracked parking lot,
living proof that history repeats itself;
different shaking 16-year-olds,
same bumped curbs and too-hasty turns.
And Youth floats on,
floats on by.
The sun sets another day,
and the world is casted in the most vibrant oranges and purples
from the Matron’s

Mad macha

      Mad macha 

Take your seat belt tight open the 
Seal of your engine oil now starting the rapid rain of tension,
U know friends I kept loosening my memory for the last four days I am shooting 6 in another house ?
What where?
Ration store.
So please friend I am tired without

THE UNYIELDING TEACHER

I stand as a teacher, distinct and apart
A beacon of passion, with a zealous heart
My craft, a calling, that fuels my every fire
I will not be deceived, my rewards, I must acquire

In this life, I demand respect, a right I hold dear
My authority, unshakeable, my will, crystal clear
I am the trainer of trainers, the mentor

DOGGEDNESS

Unshaped by parental care,
He rose, a phoenix, beyond compare.
Life's struggles molded him with might,
Resolute, he faced each endless night.

Education's flame burned bright and true,
His passion, a beacon, shining through.
Menial jobs couldn't dim his stride,
Determination drove him, side by side.

Sugar Boy, a graduate, proud, with degree in hand,
His struggles faded, like shifting sand.
Employment beckoned, a new

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