Sometimes in life things are out of our control...
Especially when we feel we've given to the bottom of our soul...
Only to receive nothing in the end...
But I want you to know in me you have a lifetime friend...
It hurts that I can't give you what you want most of all...
Which is a friend on which to call...
In that respect I feel I have let you down...
And I'm sorry if I made you feel "jerked around"...
I hope we share more moments like we have in the past...
Because I never want it to end even if I can't promise I'll be your last...
Cause you see over the past few months I have grown real fond of you...
Through the good and the bad you have helped me too...
So even though time and elements are against us on all sides...
Just know that I still want to be where your heart hides.
The biggest boy in all the school
Was Charlie Bull, who was no fool!
All the pupils knew the truth,
This bully was just so uncouth.
Every day he had to fight,
He’d bust your nose just for spite.
But nobody could have ever guessed
Why Friday would have been so blessed.
Tucker Short was on his way
To ‘Green Boys High’ that very day.
His surname surely did reflect,
His shortened height in that respect!
Tucker saw the bully coming,
And as the other boys were running,
Looked around to see the fuss,
Then shouted out ‘who’s this big wuss?’
Not a sound could be heard,
As all the pupils stopped and stared,
At a boy no bigger than a mouse,
With the bully as tall as a house!
What’s that you say?’ was Charlie’s bellow,
‘I’ll break your nose, you silly fellow.’
‘I won’t just break it once for fun,
I’ll break it till I’m truly done!’
The fall was quick, he couldn’t see,
The midget who just kicked his knee,
And before he kicked his other leg
The bully said, ‘please stop I beg!’
And on that day at Green Boys High,
The pupils, they did say ‘goodbye’
To Charlie, who just couldn’t hack,
A hero. He would not be back!
Have you ever wondered how fish have sex
Males don't have sticky-out things as you might expect
Feel sorry, I do
Curiosity beaucoup
Perhaps sperm whales could help in that respect
Self-control is the first lesson of life,
when learning to be presentable.
An alternate lifestyle
will bring you grief,
but you are no different
in that respect.
All grieve.
Delete everything
you should not have said
or done.
There is a scream,
then nobody is there.
The machine shuts down
at the end.
Silence is the last friend.
Only heaven fathoms
a blank screen.
love can lie to the naked eye
we deceive ourselves
and know not why
the things we hear
should kill a love
make us call ourselves liars
is what love does
the truth can be so inconvenient
forcing a heart to be lenient
when rage and anger should over flow
but that would upset
the peace that we know
this fear we have of losing beauty
this uncontrollable urge
to force the unity
when all the tools of love
have been exhausted
and the only thing left
is to admit, you lost it.
when it's all done and through
and when the self regains
it's respect for you
when all the embarrassment
and self loathing has left
your are stronger in that respect
there is strength to be found
in being a reject
learning a lesson others
have yet to learn
having been through the fire
i may never again burn
having a message
of how to survive
how i fought my greatest enemy
myself. and yet i am still alive.
If nothin else is said or done
at least i did whats right
at every single rising sun
to glowin moon at night
it wasnt easy being tuff
and doing what i hate
but now i see ive done enough
theres no room for debate
my task is done, in that respect
and tho im pressing on
no gratitude will i expect
for everything thats gone
the past has passed, no turning back
from yesterday im free
so now the only thing i lack
isnt the pedegree
Wherever you find Mankind, two plagues follow Him: War and poverty, both preventable but
impossible to eradicate. The reason: greed. The sorrier of the two is poverty; war
sometimes is a necessity, poverty never is.
Man is forever looking for more but always that pursuit is misdirected. He never includes
his fellow human beings, only his narrow clique’s self-interests. The rest are left to
fend for themselves. Often an impossible task to achieve, the result is poverty.
Once a victim of this state of being, what is left is hope- worthless hope.
The poorest are the ones who hope
They hope against (all) hope it seems.
They pray to god to help them cope
Yet fruitless as their faded dreams
They hope someday for better stead
A worthless virtue I suspect
Adding to misery instead
That propagates in that respect.
Look to the past to see their plight:
Dreaming of castles in the sky;
But that isn't all, not by a long sight:
The chance it will happen? In a pigs eye!
The “haves” are a self-centered breed
Who rarely help people in need.
The lady I love is true to herself
and in that respect she is true to me.
She has cast her eyes to see no one else.
Such a love as ours is ordained to be.
To loves sweet song our hearts beat as one
and in that respect she is true to me.
The game of life, it seems, we both have won.
With our children raised grows our family.
To loves sweet song our hearts beat as one.
Although we are old, we live cozily
our days pass quickly in a hurried style,
with our children raised grows our family.
When I close my eyes, I can see her smile.
Our love is still strong yet our time grows short
Our days pass quickly in a hurried style.
We will be together in Heaven's court.
The lady I love is true to herself.
our love is still strong yet our time grows short.
I have cast my eyes to see no one else.