The Show Must Go On

Paper faces, we don our masks
the curtain lifts
opens the Act I, Scene I.

We rise
and recite memorized line
choreographed gestures
emotions are timed
in perfect sync
now cue the music
perfect, flawless
or so one thinks.

The Lily

Gaze at the lily.
Admire her staggering simplicity.
Adorned in white
and basking in the sun.

Marvel at the mysteries of nature
as she slowly unfolds her garments.
Aromas of sweetness unleashed.
Yes, sweet intoxication.

The lily, God's gift to creation.

Guitar Prowess in Infancy

You know that awkward stage when you're first starting to learn something new? the stage when everything is off, you have no idea what you're doing, and that "hey, that looks cool lemme try that" feeling wears off? Well, I've been in that stage for almost four years while "learning" how to play the guitar. Somehow I'm always too busy to practice...Today is different, though. Today I make a commitment to get my India.Arie and Lauryn Hill on if it kills me. All this great music (hahaha) is making me feel poetic.

Guitar Prowess in Infancy

with resolve
like a child
taking first steps
(with my second finger)
I press,
first string
third fret

begin a chord
so simple
a G
until it comes
naturally
(hopefully)

Sooo Tired

Extreme fatigue,
need recharging,
past resolve,
is dissolving.

fizzling out,
almost gone,
eyelids close,
body worn.

I can't
do this
by myself
Jesus, please
I need
your help.

Who Needs You

This my first attempt at a song which i wrote more than a year ago. It is based off of Kirk Franklin's song "Without You," so its not exactly original, but it has a vastly different message...I mean no disrespect tho

Verse 1
I could get an A on any test, and everyone knew my name.
I did whatever I could do to try and earn your acclaim.
I could see your vacant seat, and I pretended like I didn’t care.
And soon a year’s past; I’m growing fast
Regardless of if you are there

Bridge
When I think of who I was, who I am, and who I’ll be,
I try so hard to deny the you that’s in me.
The grape grows from the vine, but somehow in my mind
I won’t accept this as true…

Chorus
Who needs you? Better off on my own.
Who needs you? There’s others to mark my milestones.
Who needs you? Things are goin’ just fine.
And my life is all mine.
Got no reason to pine.
Who needs you?

Blissful Dreams

A single sparrow slumbers by the lake.
An unjust sin would be to make him wake.
Since summer's gone; for it could never stay.
Yet, still it pains his heart to see decay.

Please, will you spare the sparrow of the sight?
His nested perch now overcome with blight.
Verdure surely succumbs to sickness soon,
As does the sun; it must yield to the moon.

When lightning cracks the sky and darkness reigns
The whole of nature suffers all the same.
But would you kindly let the small one sleep?
And dreams of summer bid him keep?

Still, you and I must live to face the day.
We’ve traded all our ignorance away.

Muerte Dulce

Soooo this is only my fourth year in spanish so forgive my horrible grammar and such but i really wanted to try out a poem in another language, so here goes...

Amor es la guerra
y español es la lengua
que usas como una arma
muchos soldados eran conquitados
por mucha una dama de decir estas palabras
¨Te quiero¨
Dos palabras agujerean armadura
más allá de la carne
e ir directamente al corazón
y vida
como sabes lo termina

Random Rant

absolutely nothing
nothing I have to give
or have to keep

keep failing to reap
the benefits that I seek
and speak constantly
of reachin that peak

but honestly
i feel its a mirage, you see
a figment of my imagination
and i hate to think im
wastin my time

yet tired of simply waitin
oh, so damn tired,
so damn tired

so filled with ire
i conspire,
to alter my fate

for heaven's sake
(I am)
undue this stake
in life
(i must)
undo this mistake

take up my cross
and bear it
cuz there's a name
for those who merely wear it
round their necks:

hypocrite

The Pain of Rebirth

Taken out of my element
Elementary truths of myself being shattered
my own self-image battered
by this new kind of self

the gold is corrupted
and corrodes into a nature
unrecognizable.
I've become an alchemist of old
only reverse
as if its goal wasn't already perverse
enough
I bought into to the lie
that ended with this curse.
Whats worse
is that I disregarded your warning
and met admonisment with scorning.

now I slink back to the altar
and you knew that I would falter,
yet you let me leave your hands
I planned to gain what I desired.
But like a child playing with fire,
OWWW! I burnt myself real bad
then went running back to Dad.

Now you teach me real creation
"leave synthetic replication behind
because from My mind the universe
was concieved."
You show me what I thought I needed
wasn't vital anyway.
And brought me out out of the confusion
of worldly delusion.
losing the vain attempts to gain
for myself what is already free:

what you won for me.

And for my sake
You cast me in the flame of trial
pain grips my flesh yet I'm
torn between the will to change
so that I don't disgrace your name
and the fear of facing fire
for its no disire of mine to burn

You say I still have much to learn


True My spirit here is thriving
But the Adam within me writhing, screaming, anguish
Still You're present in the furnance


And stay there 'til I learn this:


I the more YOU will, the less you won't.
The more you TRY, the less you don't.

If you really want to win,
and break the chains of sin.

You let the fire burn the chaff
and watch the phoenix rise from ash.

You let the silver be refined
Lord, Let your will be done, not mine.