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God's Seed

Life is not a fairy tale.
This is real, life.
It's real, joy. It's real, 
pain. This is real, death.

There are no guarantees.
A growing seed that grows
from birth till death.
This seed can multiply,
it can love. This seed can
feel pain, it can laugh.

This seed can teach,
it can become ill.
This seed is the seed
of generations of seeds.

It's been created, reborn,
multiplied, and died 
throughout centuries.

We have used this seed,
as a life line of what
was and is to come.

Be it sand, water, or evolution,
the seed that began it all,
has never stopped.

God's first seed began with
Adam and Eve.

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Happy Birthday

happy birthday

it started in the usual way -
getting up - getting dressed - working all day.
but this evening - this evening was mine.
as i drove home - in a hazy dream-
floating on a silver lined cloud -
i knew - this evening was mine.

my little house - so gay - the birds-
even the flowers seem to say, this
evening was mine. and when i
opened the door - something was wrong -
it was my birthday and you were gone.

it was just another day to you - 
i buried my hurt, those salty tears -
i can't believe that one day held
so many years, but i buried those tears.

i opened champagne, i sang, i danced-
i partied that evening not casting a glance-
at your picture on the mantel, it was my
birthday and you were gone.

i could not see you in the dancing balloons,
that colored my drink, i never saw
you in the glass - i never felt your
presence that night.

it was my birthday - and you, you were gone.

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Marriage

Marriage

Sometimes I wonder if
it was the bonds -
you and me - the bonds-
we cannot be free.

Each tense moment -
arguments that
blend so well in
those moments-
the bonds.

We are one - many
times two. The bonds,
who shall break them, 
me or you?

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Winter

WINTER

you come, as unwelcome,
as rain on a sunny day,
and you play a game
of how cold you can hurt.

the flowers, the fresh smell
of nature rides on Aeolus,
to different time, different
place, some far away land.

and what stays, dies forever,
or succumbs to await its return.
you hurt, cold, brisk, so   
windy, and then you cry.

you cry on all, dry white tears,
that pile so high, we must
pick them up and await the
residue to melt.

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My Voice

My voice is not one of anger,
for I know what anger brings.

My voice is not one of hatred,
for it has never ended ends.

My voice is not one of racism,
God never made one man better.

My voice is one of wonder,
why we can not live together.

My voice is one of many silent ones,
who see what the talker talks.

My voice speaks in my writings
and walks when the walker walks.

My voice carried on paper,
my hands clasped in a prayer.

Prays for peace everywhere, everywhere.

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Colors

colors

people -
born and bred
in a bias world-
will one day-
unite
in a rainbow of colors.

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Birth of Spring

BIRTH OF SPRING

There was a feeling, a time for a change,
and high above whispers passed lips,
someone felt it, someone breathe it out,
then He whispered the whisper all heard.

The wind told other winds, the birds overheard.
The ground's heart beat messages
to roots, that thrive for new life.
United they gave what in autumn had fall.

I saw what many saw,
green life, small life, live life.
The whisper remained until all heard,
and there was a feeling, a time for a change.

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Heaven Bound

Heaven Bound
Going home to the golden world.
Angels sing for their heavenly king.
Peace is where you seek its birth.
Love is everywhere.

People smile and rebel on life.
Pain is lost in the sea.
Life has passed, but happiness reigns.
Love is everywhere.

Going home to the golden world,
from this corruption and sin.
Through the golden gates at last,
where love is everywhere.

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Rich Poverty

Rich Poverty

What fools the rich are,
to think they are better than the poor.
To not be able to cry for help,
or eat scraps off the floor.
To not feel the cold earth,
through ragged torn shoes.
Or tending school half starved, 
singing that " I wish I had blues".
To join the local street gang,
and be wanted by their kind.
To know people are trying to help,
lift the poor from this grind.
To not have roaches or rats,
to share your lonely bare home.
Or tattered walls where the hawk
comes in, to let you know its cold.
Yet, this is true life, adventures,
love, and pain.
Where people hope for better things,
to come, and come, again.

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To Believe

To Believe

To believe-
is believing a
rain drop can impregnant 
a seed to burst into
this world - fully radiant
a gift from
mother nature's womb.

To believe-
is believing that one
man can change
the world, his thoughts,
his actions, his words,
blending into our
hearts and minds
that outside
of damnation there
is a better life.

To believe-
is taking in all the
pain, hurt, and burdens
one carries, and make
this world a better
place for our young.

Do you believe ?