Your Jealous Reaper

In your heart I see it’s grand; from it sound heals all man. *** Rip it heaven, open as is hell. My dear you’re an earthly spell. *** Death wants it, tune to tarnish, in your heart it wants harness. *** A reaper looms over shoulders while life lived you are bolder. *** Crave you…

Don’t Let Anyone Be The Master Of You

I want to take a moment to discuss a very important issue with me. You can be a mentor and learn to speak to youth who may be struggling with this thing called life. Everyone matters on this earth and together we could all reach out to youth and explain that emotions, words…are real. Find…

Passion’s Fraught Trip

What was made was made able. We will rise becoming stable. Sweat and tears tear at the seams; whisps of kindness help sew dreams. Drawing us out to fight the fight where we see our heart’s delight. This is called passion. When your work is driven by fervant gestures giving splendid vision. The world conspires,…

Where The Heart Bleeds

I saw a man, bones shown through his skin. I said a prayer for the pain that never ends. The tears fall on cold cement streets. Those cold places where the heart bleeds. Dreams lay bear, they separate and cry for some reason why some dreams die. Eyes turn away what logic won’t face. This…