POEMS OF LIFE

DISORIENTED BY EXCESSIVE
LOUD HORNS,AIRPLANES, JET SOUNDS
ROARING ENGINES & LOUD PIPES
ON TOP OF BLARING SIRENS &
AN ENVIRONMENT SO QUIET
CRICKETS ARE LOUDER THAN
THE DAILY ARGUMENTS AT NIGHT
TOPPLED WITH MY MOTHERS ANNOYING VOICE
EVEN THOUGH I LOVE HER
AND OVER HEARING NEIGHBORS CONVERSATIONS AS I
AWAKE TO A NEW DAY
HEARING THE JONESES OF
EACH FAMILY OUTSIDES SEEMS
LIKE WORLD WAR THREE
AS I TRY TO FIND PEACE
WITH MYSELF & GOD IN A
WORLD WHERE ITS ALL SO
SIMPLE TO ME YET THE WORLD
MAKES EVERYTHING
SO COMPLICATED.

FOR THE LYFE OF ME Y
MUST THESE PEOPLE
TRY TO BELITTLE ME
AS CANCER & DIABETES
TAKE PLEASURE FROM MY
MUSCLE AND MAKE
MY REALITY SO STIFF
AS REALITY BITES
ALL I EVER WISHED
WAS FOR CLEAN AIR
FOOD & WATER
& A WORLD OF SILENCE
NO VIOLENCE BUT ITS
SO HARD TO HAVE
THOUGHTS LEADING TO A
REALITY SO SIMPLE WHEN
THE WORLD IS SO COLD
& TRIPHLANT A PLACE ALIENS
CHOOSE NOT TO EXISTWHY
IF EVERYONE CARED & NOBODY LIED

MY PEN WOULD NOT GRACE
THESE PAGES TRYING TO FIGURE
OUT A REASON WHY I WRITE
MAKING THE INK CRY
AND MAKE THESE PAGES BLEED
LIKE GENOCIDE MY INNER BEING COME ALIVE
INSIDE THESE LINES
LIKE CHALK AT A CRIME
SCENE MAY I ETCH
REALITY FOR WHICH IT CAN
NEVER BE SEEN YET
HEARD THROUGH VIVID
HINSIGHT MY LIFE
FULL OF LIES OF DISTORTED
TRUTHS A NEVER ENDING
FALLACY ME AGAINST
ETERNITY UNTIL MY CREATOR
ANSWERS MY LIFE QUESTIONS
WHICH WORDS CANT DESCRIBE
INSIDE OF ME

BAY NATIVE CIRCLE PT. 1