Observant learning
There’s something about watching a human sleep.
Every movement they make is completely involuntary
It’s the part of them that they themselves are unaware of
And you have the opportunity to try to understand it.
Snoozing
And I find myself alone
Half asleep amidst a party
Everyone just leaves in opposite directions
I laugh
I don’t know why
Well then goodnight
I’m asking for a greater challenge
God if I had complete faith in You
What would I do?
God if I had complete faith in You
What would I allow you to do?
God if I had complete faith in You
What would You do?
God when I have complete faith in You
What will we do?
Moi dans les Poemes
My poetry is a constant reassurance or reminder of the things which I had forgotten for a moment or two. Each poem is a thought process. They reveal that I often think in metaphor and rhyme and always the end focuses on God. It’s as though he’s waiting for me to come to Him.
Dry
The thunders rollin
I feel it commin by
All I wanna know
Is am I gonna stay dry?
No, it don’t matter what happens next
I’ll plan on getting wet
Because God when I do
I’ll quickly begin to dry
Because thunder was always meant to keep on rollin
We birds were always supposed to stay a flight
Oxygen
I’ve gotta stay away from you
If I can allow myself to be through
Your heart is so warm and my skin so cold
But could it all be too much for me?
Your fire is so bold
You give me oxygen
You give me oxygen
You give me oxygen
But too much oxygen
Will burst my lungs
Because too much of a good thing turns the cold milk sour
The summer showers would flood my heart
Then one day the rain would stop, partially drain, then drought
Dry desert sands
Capillaries non existent
You see, you give me oxygen
But God is consistent.
Mother’s Day
No matter if she ever changes; becomes better or worse.
I will love her no more, no less.
Though I should still pray
I need not treat her as she treats me.
She is my mother.
I will try my hardest to love her unconditionally.
This is my revelation today.
Society...
- society: Everyone's beautiful.
- society: Don't eat though, you don't want to get fat.
- society: You don't eat? Anorexic freak!
- society: You're a size 4? You're supposed to be a size 0!
- society: You're an A cup? What are you, 8?
- society: You're a C cup? That's my mums size.
- society: You had sex?! Slut!
- society: You haven't had sex? Hah, you're frigid!
- society: You don't think you're pretty? Attention seeker!
- society: You think you're pretty? Conceited much?
- society: You believe in gay rights? Homo!
- society: You don't believe in gay rights? Homophobic dickhead!
- society: You're depressed? Attention seeker!
- society: You cut yourself? Still attention seeking!
- society: You can't go on? How much attention do you want?!
- -someone kills themself-
- society: Oh, they were so beautiful! Society sucks!
My life is categorized
Into a category
subordinate to the others
because I simply cannot categorize my life.
It’s a grouping of love, hope, faith, grace
it’s acoustic
simple and beautiful yet underestimated
the complexity that is
I cannot simply identify who I am
I know that God gives me a sufficent lifespan
For I will grow and give
and through that time I will learn
What makes me
Though if I find that I never fit into one of these categories
I will be wholly content
For God mad us individuals
and yet we choose to be so alike
I am just me
whoever that may be.
