Looking Through A Window
"If dreams were a prelude to the rest of your life, would you go on dreaming?"
I live my life with the hopes of changing the world for the better and having the ability to make the world a better place. Through my years of writing and developing my poetry I have found that the words within express my desires to aid the world and give comfort and joy to those who read it. It is my great pleasure to present the book "Looking Through a Window" to the loving hearts in this world whom have given me inspiration and support. This book portrays my most intense personal experiences and the thoughts and dreams of my mind and imagination. There is no other person that I would like to read this than you the people in this world for whom these poems relate to the best. I sincerely hope with all my heart and soul that I may touch your hearts and souls. I truly believe that poetry is an outreach from the soul within. Thank you for reading my soul.
Dedicated in loving memory to…
William Issac Bragg, Eleanor Colcock Bragg, and my Papa David Allen Hester
All Of Whom Have Been Inspirations In My Life...
My Loving Grandparents
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Enjoy Some Relaxing Music As You Read
Deserted
Rejected
Alone
Save The World
The boy’s prayer
The World I Created
Great Man
The Prayer Of Redemption
The Kingdom Of The Lord
The Voyage
Walk Among The Children
Words of Wisdom
King of Kings
The Omniscient Soldier
God’s Glory
Reborn
The Last Cry
Say it Aloud
The Road
Rectify
Traveling on the Road
Know Thy Self
Harmony
The Prayer
A Joyous Day
Prophesy
The Gift
It Is…
The Memories of Love
Calm Surrender
Finding An Angel
God Hear My Prayer
I still remember…
Hopes, Dreams & Wishes
Broken Hearts
Dreaming ‘Till I See You
Painful Longing
Guardian Angel
A Life, A Dream, A Day
A New Day Is Dawning
Musical Love
Never Again
The Ring
You’re Gone
Another Try
The Walls Are Falling
Hold My Hand
Spread Your Wings
Always And Everywhere
Why Can’t You
You Were There
Flying Across The Heavens
I Would
The Last Dance
Change The World
Finding My Home
And The World Comes Crashing Down
No Named Figure
Dream
My Island My World
Dreams
A Future I've Yet To See
Make a difference
Loss of Love
Angel Whispers
The Last Words
Contents
Introduction
Beach Walk
Surviving the Wilderness
The winter’s solace
The Crows
Sail Away
When Day Turned To Night
Falling From The Sky
Winter Days
Sands Of Time
River
The Night Walk
Calendar
The Beat of a Different Drum
Mother & Child
Lost Love My Soul Mate
The Heavenly Love
The Lighthouse In My Life
Fairy Tale
Guided By Destiny
Father Figure
The Shack
Hand in Hand
Love and Wishes For My Love
The Touch
Wanna be yours
Once More Whole
Baby
Reminding
Respected
Stroking You
Memories of Granddad
Living Without You
Brave New Future
My Promise To You
My first fish
Everywhere
Mountain High River Low
As we walked
Keep on Fighting
Kisses & Roses
Love
Life & Death
Living
Tragic Voices Calling Repeating
Freed
Star Crossed
If The Earth Could Learn
The Impure
The Girls Own World
The Rose Seed
Devouring Darkness
Dead Man’s Peace
Blind Man’s Vision
Painful Destiny
A Helpless World
Bed Time
The Object Of My Fear
The Echo
Sitting
Lifeless
So Far Away
Depressed by the Affair
Good vs. Evil
Middle Of Nowhere
The True Cause
Beach Walk
As we are walking down the shore
of the sandy beach
the foamy white waves break
were I stand
and the cold sand eases
between my toes.
The soft songs of the seagulls
wistful as the wind
whisper in my ears.
A small sea crab runs from us
as we stroll barefoot
on the shell paved boulevard.
It’s funny how everyone always notices
the ocean but not the true
beauty of the land.
Precious is life and all that it brings
to all the creatures of earth.
Surviving the Wilderness
Soft whispers echo in the dark night’s sky.
Chills overwhelm my body
with the rustling of trees above.
Slowly I find the courage to turn my head
and take a glimpse of the trembling trees.
A small animal whisks away into the darkness
a tiny squeal rumbles in my ears as
I clench my hands and pray.
The panic races throughout my body.
Blood pumping mind racing
thoughts flowing through my head.
Terror no more
morning has come.
Daylight peaks over the hilltops and
my last strands of dignity are salvaged.
Then a chubby man with a purple necktie
comes ‘round the turn and
saves me from the fear of the night.
Or does he?
Fear is constant
the way it is controlled;
however, is not.
Life not just a simple trail but
a winding road that has
no exits
no rest areas
and no turns.
The only way to change this road
is to make a separate path
which I made last night.
I made the path of survival.
I survived.
The Winter’s Solace
I think about winter with a glimmer in my eye
a snow flake falling to the ground.
A single small flake falling to the ground.
A frozen snowflake now a formation in the cold.
Cold as a frozen penguin, the flakes continue.
A pocket of air sends them away
to a far off distant place.
A single soft petal frozen in the snow
still shows its glow.
The colors still vivid under
that patch of snow
now I know why I love
the snow.
The Crows
Many as one they're all together,
swooping down toward the ground.
Landing together
in a single small patch.
Upon the soft soil
that’s where they sat.
Together as one
they sat
squawking and scratching
until a loud noise
that came out from the dark
scared them away without a trace.
Sail Away
Sail away with
the dreams of an infant.
The songs of a sparrow
swiftly set the child sailing.
The happy little grin
that never stays the same
and the terrible two’s
that hopefully never comes.
The tender loving care of the parents
and the soft lullaby songs
that the mother whispers in its ears.
The coloring books
all neatly saved in the attic
and the ancient old crib
with teeth marks on the sides.
Then when they grow up
the lessons taught to them
shall be taught once more
to another little child
named Junior.
When Day Turned To Night
Clouds dark with the dead of night,
whispers calling out a name of fright.
Wind howling through the canyon
like a hungry hound.
Screams screeching through the darkness.
Howling at the moon
from a wolf on a nearby ledge.
Lightning cracking
like the breaking of a whip
on bare skin.
Rushing floods
soaking the dry soil.
Trees rustling as the wind blows.
And then silence,
not a sound to be heard.
Terror strikes the hearts of every creature
still alive to feel the fear and terror
left behind from that gruesome night
when all the day
was vanquished to the night.
Falling From The Sky
One by one
they fall in a
Crystal lined
formation.
The drops falling
from the sky.
No destiny
just the ever circulating
pattern that seems
to have no end.
Following a long
pronounced wind.
Followed by a flash of light
that lights up the sky
and a sound that echoes
like the cracking of a whip.
Then a calm subtlety
that lulls the winds
to sleep.
The breeze
that once was a raging
wind is slow and
calm like the
snow white clouds above
that are like cotton balls in the
bright blue sky.
Winter Days
The cold winter day
a snowflake fell.
It fell onto my head.
A chill ran through my body.
goose-bumps on my arms ,
hair standing up.
Cold ice forms on my window.
I stand, my head out the window,
tongue out of my mouth
waiting for the first
snowfall.
Sands Of Time
Endless shores of shells
are washed away by the waters
of the ocean.
Timeless walks upon this boardwalk
Have crushed shells
and seaweed.
A dolphin swam nearby
searching
for food.
The world changes each day
and I never can help to
push away change.
It feels as if nothing
stays the same.
I miss the warm blanket
that
protected me from
fear, pain, sorrow,
and the pressures of life.
River
The speeding river
soaking everything in its path.
Leading apart
a fork is made.
The current
takes it to the
sea where they
unite once more.
The Night Walk
As I walk on the beach I am disturbed,
a voice from my past haunts my mind.
The sound confuses me, the confusion scares me.
The tide comes in and out,
the moon goes up as the sun hides behind the hills of sand.
An image of a star,
bright as the heavens above,
vivid as the colors in the rainbow appears in my head
A wave crashes on the shore,
I ran and splashing into the water
I feel at peace with earth and myself.
Nature has freed me,
freed me of mortality,
here I have eternal youth.
Danger approaches and I was forced to leave paradise
and seek shelter from the creatures in the night’s darkness.
I stop running, fear has left me, I’m strong ,and I shall survive.
I will not go quietly in fear,
I can fight and I will.
I return to the deserted beach,
a shell lies motionless on the sand.
That shell looked like a normal shell
but it wasn’t it was a living,
breathing sea creature rapidly loosing its life
desperately needing my help.
scooping it up in my hands I free it into the ocean.
Tonight I learned that the strong help the defenseless,
and every life is precious .
Calendar
Coming at the end of summer
leaves falling and winds blowing.
Chills coming getting rid of the last
warmth of summer.
Then come the never ending blankets
of the white powder; snow.
The twelve days of Christmas
with Santa and his twelve little deer.
After the coldness comes spring showers
and may flowers.
The Easter Bunny and his
horde of eggs.
Then summer
with its never ending heat.
Songs of birds with an occasional visit
to the beach .
The Beat of a Different Drum
I live my life with the echo
of another tune playing in my ear.
The melody I hear seems to be heard
by only my ears.
The notes play out in rhyme
as if orchestrated just for me.
I follow alone for no one else
hears the beautiful music played
into these ears of mine.
They don’t see the beauty
that I happen to see;
nor the pain as subtle as a breeze
which blows away a tiny tear
caused by the tormenting pain.
There are very few of us
those who see past the body
and into the fiery soul.
This; however, is the life
which I have chosen.
I follow the song of the
rhythmic tones played by
my beating drums.
Mother & Child
He sits alone on the beach
watching the tides as they roll
along the moon lit shores of sand.
The dunes shield him from view as he
attempts to hide away
in a childish game with his friend.
A bridge connects the sandy beach
to a dirt path that leads home.
At home his mother waits
with a fresh hot pie on the table.
He rushes in and says hello
as he passes his mother by.
A few years down the road that little boy
leaves off for college.
His mother sheds a few tears as
she watches him drive away
without turning back.
While at school the boy gets sick
and his mothers always there.
She holds his hand and kisses his cheek.
Her little baby’s face.
Now her little boy is thirty one
and she is old and frail.
She calls him at work in trouble
and he leaves right away.
Her little boy now holds her
as she fades away.
Her little boy now lays her down
and tells her good-bye.
Lost Love My Soul Mate
A halo of heavenly beauty and masterpiece
echoing across a vast desert which reaches beyond
to the ends of the earth to me.
The courteous call from another time
another places where we once sat.
On this day I happened to have glanced
weary of the endless nights
to which the thoughts of you
haunt my mind.
I gazed into the eyes of God
staring down from the heavenly skies above.
The clouds seem to part
as what seems to be
the vast heavens opening wide.
My mind in awe of the splendor of it all
and a soft solace sweeps me off my feet.
I am within, my eyes fixed upon a glorious figure
the image of her my lost love, my soul mate.
I am in a vast heaven of which you control
we are one now in the beginning, the ending, and the forever
The Heavenly Love
As I stare at the stars in the dark nights sky
the heavens open wide and devour me whole.
The loving, precious moments with you
overcome my mind, my heart, and my soul.
The first moment I touched you,
the first kiss that we shared together.
The nights, the mornings on the balcony
and the compassionate kisses at noon.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t have done to
keep you in my life but fate had it meant to be.
Now you’re coming back to me and my arms are open
because I couldn’t stop loving you.
There’s a new passion that drives us
on and in a never ending circle
that sends us away together.
The Lighthouse In My Life
You are the lighthouse
the beacon that stands alone in the dark.
The guiding light
that stands so tall and proud.
You the shore the waves break upon.
The wind that takes my breath away.
The one that stands as a guide
that takes me through life.
Through the tormenting
tunnel of existence.
The one that takes me in your hands
and holds on to the first steps
towards almost certain
tranquility and destiny.
Try not to leave for I
my not stand and I may fall.
My legs are weak and not very strong.
Can I speak to you.
I fear I cannot,
for you the wind hath stole
my breath away.
You the guiding light
the beacon in the dark night sky,
the pure, the only one not frozen
by the cold of darkness
and forever night.
Fare-thee well my love
‘till we meet again.
Fairy Tale
I see my life before and after
the fairy tale came true.
A Prince comes to rescue you
from your high up ledge.
I yell to you let down your hair
and I’ll be there.
The man and woman fall in love
in a single glance.
You and me will all ways be
a Shakespeare play of
Romeo and Juliet in unending love.
A book of poems and fairy tales
cannot compare to this.
Juliet my eyes see passion
in your eyes the blush
upon your cheeks.
I do believe in fate written in stone
For Juliet met Romeo and
all was meant to be.
The golden hair.
The Valiant Prince
that saved you from the ledge.
My love I see the tears in your eyes
when I speak to you.
Shed not a tear for I’ll be near.
Cast off your fears and
fly with me away to
a far off land of Knights and Dragons
and forever love.
Guided By Destiny
In my life things around me seam to change
like the Winter into Spring.
Nothing is better then the never ending
warmth of your heart
and the sound of beating drums
pounding out a message.
It can be told as a story of love
the short tales that last forever.
The true and simple ways of our childhood
shall guide us forward.
As the tides rush to shore
and the waves break beneath our feet
the world stands still
for one man and one girl.
Soaring through the skies
our souls are free.
Free to destiny and love.
Free from all the boundaries that mortality
sets for the simple creatures of the world.
Father Figure the one that saved me
Mercy is not a blessing
but the showing of a heart.
Pride is not earned
but received.
Life is not taken
but restored.
I see mercy at its worse
and pride at its best.
I see a life taken
and one given in the
same instant.
With the hero
With the villain
With the small child
watching the horror
of his heroic father
being slain to the ground.
A blood soaked scarf is all
the boy has of his father now.
Tears every night
even though he’s grown now.
Even though it’s the past
the pain and fear still linger.
Now a father too
he knows that he also
would do the same as
his own father had done
so many years before
to save him.
He knew
as a husband
as a father
as a person
he could and would
be the hero that he
always looked up to
and respected
and admired through the
trembling, tear soaked fingers.
The Shack
I can still picture my grandparents house
the dark red shutters on every window
and the front door that never stayed shut.
The next door neighbors dog
always barked at me when I came to visit.
The white picket fence surrounding the house
was always freshly painted and
the aroma of freshly baked cookies at noon
brought the neighborhood kids around.
As I would enter the house the floor would creak.
The smell of pipe tobacco filled the house
and the old rocking chair would always be sitting
by the fire place with a patchwork quilt
draped over the back.
The floor was carpeted in an almond shade of brown
and the television sat on a table
across the room from an old leather couch.
The curtains were torn and ragged
and the glass doors were slightly open.
The kitchen always smelled of nutmeg
and the kitchen table was set as if expecting guests.
Grandma’s best silver lined the lace place mats
and her gold rimmed glasses sat empty for hours.
Grandpa stayed around for a few years
but year by year his health began to fail
but his heart was the first to go.
Grandma only has me now,
she and I go for walks every Sunday
and visit grandpa’s grave.
The stone reads of good fortune and love.
Soon it will be Grandma’s time to go
and at the moment I’m making the best of the
few years that I may have left with the memories
in that old shack with my grandparents.
Hand in Hand
Here I stand watching you hold his hand
he must have stolen you away
to keep you far from me.
Hand in hand I notice you lean towards him
and with one single kiss
my world came tumbling down.
There are no words to say
exactly how I feel.
I guess Promises and that Solemn Vow
don’t mean anything now.
Love and Wishes For My Love
All my love and all my wishes.
Go with you forever.
Now my love
now that I have found
a person to love and cherish me.
Now that my love has found me my life is complete
a never ending pattern of hugs and kisses.
Nothing can or ever will compare to
the love in my heart when you are there.
Caverns of nothingness are now filled and
no longer shall there be a hole in my heart
burrowing into my soul.
I know now why I live on this earth
of wealth and poverty
of hope and despair
of love and hate.
I know now that we were destined to live
through these trials and tribulations together
and assert ourselves as an example of purity
and show that not all hope is lost but hidden.
The hope is hidden by the terrors
of greed
of pride when not earned
and of the fear of admitting
admitting that no one is perfect.
The Touch
When I go to sleep at night my heart
focuses my dreams on you.
The touch and texture of your skin
against my own.
The sweet fragrance of your perfume
fills the caverns of my nose.
The vivid colors
and sweet shades of your face
send chills down my spine
and make my heart week in your arms.
The soft touch of your fingers stroking my
skin relaxes me to the point of pure contentment.
My life is hard to contemplate
the tiny aspects create the whole, the one,
the single person standing before you.
Holding you in my arms;
whispering in your ear,
the words of my tender
and complete love.
Wanna be yours
There will be days
when things go wrong,
right will go astray,
imperfection steps in.
I wanna make you happy,
I wanna give you hope,
I wanna find a love so strong.
A love to bind us for so long.
I need your love,
I need your promise to be there.
Let's make a promise
of each others
love
bound by ring
In these days you’ve gotta take it slow
but love’s so hard to take slow.
Once More Whole
A child so wistful
and carefree.
So full of grace, power,
and beauty.
Got a little more
hope,
a little more strength,
a little more of everything
that makes her whole.
A resemblance
of a figure
known to your heart.
An inspiration for you to strive
for so much more.
There’s a time where not everything
goes according to the plan
but it will all be all right.
Got a little more
hope,
a little more strength,
a little more of everything
that makes her whole.
Baby
A sweet old woman
now lays him
down
asleep in his
own
little crib.
Careful
he just went to sleep.
my dear little
grandson,
my dear little
man.
Reminding
You remind me of someone from my past ,I don’t know who or why but you do. I wish that I could explain my reasoning but at the time it seams impossible. Maybe it’s the way you smile at me or the way you look in my eyes. You have an angels
face in a state of grace which makes me love you and only you. Someone the other day asked me why I loved you so and I replied “because of her smile and her navy blue eyes gazing upon my face.
“I love you I always have and I always will,
I can’t live without your heart, your soul, and your love.
You keep me alive with the beating of your heart
and the existence of your
soul.”
I am the mountain of stone of which you cling in fear.
You are the one which has the soft words of comfort as old as time,
and a heart of silk of which I hold the key to, clutched to my soul
hidden only for me to find.
In the time of greatest despair
we hold each other
and pray.
“Keep us together as long as our love still burns within our hearts
and we are still one in heart, body and soul.”
Sailing on an open breeze we sit and wonder what might have been...
The sun is gone and the moon is shining above,
soon morning will come and birds shall sore high in the sky.
Birds fly
people die
life carries on
as
love is given...
Respected
I do what is right,
and good and true
which is right
and good and true.
A respectable
and honorable man
troubled by
good and evil.
I respect me.
I respect you.
I respect the
respectable.
Stroking You
Under the moon’s light
I sit and hold your hand.
Holding on we make sweet love
on the sandy beach.
I never realized how it felt
to be loved by a someone like you.
Kissed being pecked on
my neck and my hand runs its fingers
through your
silky blond hair.
I caress your skin
and lull you to sleep
as your head rests gently
on my lap.
You whisper my name as your
voice fades into your deep slumber.
As the dawn awakes us
I noticed a reddish sphere rising.
Water rushed to our feet
and you shivered with the chilled
wave at your feet.
Stroking you.
Memories of Granddad
As I sit in that big blue chair
I remember a day when fear was irrelevant.
Life seemed to be predictable and
carefree.
I used to sit in his lap with his
wrinkled hands grasping
around me.
I would stare into his hazy eyes
hidden by a pair of glasses.
I still remember the smell of his cologne
on his shirt and the soft scent of
after shave on his cheek.
His hair was perfectly combed
and the silver shone in the light of the sun.
I would sit on his lap as he told me stories
where I was the main character.
I used to tease him about his aches and the
aroma of Bengay
smelling up the entire house.
Now when I look in the bathroom that he used
the cologne smell has faded into a musty
stale fragrance that is only a faded
memory of granddad.
Living Without You
Lonely am I without you
my heart flutters
I can’t eat or sleep
I need some of your magic and miracles.
Some kind of wonderful
adventure that we share.
Alone wondering why,
asking how could this be.
There isn’t a thing to do
except look at your picture.
I look at the clock
it’s four O’clock.
Couldn’t sleep and it’s time to get up
wipe the sleep from my eyes.
Living my life
only one day at a time.
Brave New Future
As the sun rises over
the reddish horizon
with a brave new future
a new day is being born.
Sure as one day is born
another dies.
There’s always a brighter day.
With more chances
for a better life
around the corner.
Don’t despair
for I shall be there
forever.
My Promise To You
There’s a moment
that carries on
for the rest of eternity.
When our dreams came true
I knew there would
be none other
than you.
I promise you my love
from this moment
on until it all
the happiness.
After the moments over
I see in a tear
rolling down my face
reflected from the mirror
and I see your
face too.
I can’t wait to live
my life
with you
from this moment on
until I die.
My First Fish
Grandpa and I went fishing one summer day.
So warm the water was.
So cool the breeze was.
We sat side by side,
he baited my hook and let it go.
Nibble nibble the bass are snacking at my bait.
“Grandpa my baits gone”
I said with tears in my eyes.
“If they bite jerk the pole up”
he said.
“Grandpa! Grandpa! I got one”
That day I caught my first fish,
that day we grew closer...
Everywhere
Everywhere I go it helps to think of you
over and over in my mind
I sing a little song that expresses my love
for you and only for you.
No one can take
your place in my heart ‘cause
I’ve already given it all to you.
Yes I’ve
already given
you all the
roses in bloom
Just ‘cause I love you
Yes I do.
Mountain High River Low
We met ‘round the corner and my heart started beating,
life for me began in that moment.
My life has been a rollercoaster ever since.
Some people may say I’m extreme
‘cause.
I’ve got a hard heart with allot of soul.
I laugh and you cry
“mountain high river low”
My love for you shall always grow.
As we walked
I walked down a road
as you follow me
I fell and bumped my head.
Tears trailing down my face
You brush me off
and let me grow up.
That day is still in my head
to this day.
I grew up strong
with the will
to do what’s right.
They’re days when
I question good and evil
but I know
I’ll make the right decision.
Keep on Fighting
A tiny creature
racing against time.
Forced to compete and fight
against the only thing
that has ever been true to it.
Going against
the moral strands of existence.
The pressures were too
extreme to withstand.
Tired of fighting and bucking
it lays down and gives up.
Too tired to continue
the life within drains.
The drive to survive can’t fight
anymore.
Melting back into the earth
a flower emerges.
Kisses & Roses
A romantic love started
with a single kiss.
Not knowing the trap
coming into silent view.
But I’m not afraid
‘cause I’ve got you
to help me through.
Love
Love is like the
blooming of springtime
in you're living room.
The sound of two hearts
beating in rhythmic
chorus.
A cry out of affection
from the heart, from the soul.
Life & Death
Life is special
and to be respected.
If respect is not given
then death will.
Living
Dying is unique
Living is creative
depending on who it is.
Also there is a
life created for the
dying of roses
and love from all.
Tragic Voices Calling
The voices in my head
telling me things that I’ve never heard.
Tragic voices call out my name
mimicking my thoughts.
I think to myself
maybe it's me and I’m going crazy.
Not sure if it's real or not
the world scares me.
The things that go
in and out of my head.
Holding a gun I raise it to my head
not believing that it's me holding the gun.
I hold it in my trembling hand,
slowly I pull the trigger.
The last thing I hear is a loud noise...
Repeating
I find myself trapped
unable to hide
unable to turn back
and face the past.
The past that until
yesterday seamed so dear.
Now all the past is to me
is a hostile enemy.
I lunge forward to escape the
terror overcoming me.
Scared I cower beneath the
trunk of an old rotting tree.
Suddenly I find myself running
once more.
This time not from the past that
seemed to be stalking me;
but the future.
That part in our lives to which
we know nothing about.
Not knowing the future
takes my time and swarms
my fears and troubles
around my body like bees.
Angered and senseless the
troubles attack,
sending me back to where it all began.
Sitting again
staring at the sky I wonder
why wasn’t it this way before.
Freed
Freedom a choice between
the belief and a forceful decision.
A choice that you live
a freed man of
power and strength
free to surrender his soul
to the power of free life
and true liberty.
Surrender your love but don’t
give up,
daddy is coming home
someday.
He’s coming home free
a servant of himself
knowing that all he
really has to be is who
he was at birth,
free.
Star-Crossed
Living for a moment
crying in its crib
the baby can’t sleep.
Tears in its eyes
the child of innocent
fortune.
star-crossed from the beginning
unable to change fate.
As life would happen
there’s only one possible future.
Alone in life
the child runs from all
who pressure and damage him.
Childhood lost to a mishap
in an early fatherhood in a
severed relationship.
If The Earth Could Learn
If this is how every ones life is lead
then God help the world.
The world so torn within itself
the selfish man whom calls himself a man
but turns around and becomes a beast.
A beast that of which he denies being.
If this is the life the world lives together
then save the mixed up children
who stay locked away,
hiding from their feelings.
The innocent children that go to bed
with tears on their faces.
The infants whom wails
can be heard from a far off land.
A land where nobody listens.
Who cares? I ask myself.
the world cares not about the all or the many
but the person within struggling against them.
I give up, the whole world,
all that I have seen
all I have heard.
No one can comprehend
the daily struggle
I and many others
go through every day
to live and to survive.
The world I was born to
is long past disappeared.
I would surrender all to live my life
a child among many of my piers.
The world can learn
only if it chooses.
I choose to learn and accept
and grow to new understanding.
I the child among my piers.
The Impure
You are such a vile creature
that which the devil himself created.
How dare you call yourself a man,
not even a man could do such horrid things
that which you have done.
Yee call me a beast,
that I cannot understand.
He who embarks upon a journey
to find himself but finds nothing.
How dare you!
You cannot expect a man such as I
to stand weak and blind
and speak not aloud to be heard.
My intentions are clear that
this is the way I have decided
to live my life, so let me be.
Yee the creature in the darkness of the night
he who haunts the sleeping child and
the wary man whom sleeps with one eye open.
He lies in wait for yee to come across his path.
The razor sharp teeth that plunge
like a knife into the weak and helpless body of the infidel.
Try me and your fate will soon be sealed
pain and death shall come to thee.
The vile creature which took the voyage
and found yourself in a sea of emptiness.
Die vile creature, leave this world
alone and pure the way it was before.
The Girls Own World
She sits
quiet as a mouse
never boastful
or conceited
calm and collected
she carries on.
Free of danger,
free of fear.
She has created a world
all of her own.
Solitude fills this world.
No one goes in
no one comes out.
The Rose Seed
I a man whom can be but only a man
stands strait and tall before you.
I speak alone in a crowded room
of people speaking many different tongues.
The views unlike my own are permitted
to enter the thoughts of my
unsuspecting mind.
I cannot allow myself to become
so self absorbed that the
views and opinions of others
may not be allowed to pass.
Is this the man I desire to become
if so then strike me down where I stand
allow me to live not a moment more
in this life of pitiful paradox.
Let me leave my life as it stands right now
for I am damaged goods.
To leave a life once lived cannot
be as hideous as it may seem.
To sail away to a better life
that cannot be called self absorbed
because the self no longer exists.
Do I die this day a happy man
or right the wrongs with another wrong.
Death means nothing in the way of life.
To spring a rose from a solemn seed
to bring back a flower long past disappeared
from that solemn seed that the flower had once sprung.
You see I am the flower, the seed,
the dirt to which it came.
I am the life, the death,
and the reborn.
I am life.
Devouring Darkness
As I walk
the rain begins falling
and I felt the cold icy chill
of the night’s early fall.
Now as a child I speak
not a word; however,
in this day actions speak
louder than the words
spoken from a frozen mouth.
The accompanying cold touch
of the fearless word battling for
a ranking with the action
so greatly admired.
I never realized how cold
this fragile world could become
without the warm, useless words
that we happen to use so frequently.
I attempted to speak the words
that had seamed to be long devoured
by the cold and miserable night.
The night so dour without words of
warm compassionate meaning.
When I spoke the words
froze upon my tongue.
I too was captured by the actions
slowly fading into the darkness.
I the speaker the one who spoke
the warm compassionate
words you heard but no longer can.
The actions in the darkness
devoured it all.
Devouring darkness that even
words cannot over come.
Dead Man’s Peace
I am alone afraid in this world
terrorized by the pain of another step
another glance at this life I lead.
Never again shall I see
your face.
The child that from my own was born
to a fateful life.
A life so short that it wasn’t worth being.
So small the little boy as I carries his corpse
down the isle to his final resting place.
His mother wept at the sight of
the coffin carrying her only child
being carried by the father
without a tear in his eyes.
The insensitive man who has
less than half a heart
when he carries the boy.
How dare he, he hasn’t the right.
To show no compassion for the unforeseen
life and death
of an innocent child who will never
laugh or cry again;
but, become a mere image of his formal self
as he becomes food for the worms
in his solemn grave.
Is this the fate that binds us all
a meal for the worms below.
What a waste for the child was
the dead man’s only peace.
Blind Man’s Vision
I woke up this morning
wiped off my eyes.
I never thought I’d see again
But god took me in
stared and said to me.
Don’t worry ‘bout nothing
your life is secure.
I set down a path
to always take you home.
I fell to my knees
and then and there
the tears from my eyes
began to flow
and I began to pray.
Lord my savior
to whom I pray
my soul is yours to take.
Blind am I
I cannot see
the vivid colors
set forth by thee.
Suddenly by eyes could see
all the beautiful things that life
had to offer.
Now I sit and gaze
upon this heavenly earth.
And wonder about tomorrow.
Painful Destiny
I sit in my room
the blinds shut so no light
may reach my blood shot eyes.
My hands tremble as I try to drink
a cup of warm tea.
My fingers so weak are
unable to grasp,
the cup falls silently to the
unsuspecting floor.
A cry of pain from the burned
and scarred body of flesh
that holds my weight upon its
small and fragile back.
Run to escape the pain
the horrible anguish that I
put myself in.
Wrap a bandage around the
red and tender skin.
I sit and rest my tired feet until
tomorrow when my acts will be repeated
and life will be redone to a
new and inescapable destiny.
A Helpless World
The moons light
shone upon the trees
allowing the shadow to be imprinted upon
the ground.
The whistle of the branches
in the cool night air.
A bare branch wails in the night in harmony
with the wolf crying to the moon.
A speck of sap drops covering an ant.
Struggling the ant only submerges deeper.
A bird notices the movement and with a wistful move
grasps onto the helpless ant.
Free for a moment
the ant is free until the small baby bluebirds
become intolerably hungry.
Suddenly the mother Blue Jay is caught
in the jaws of a playful feline.
No more carrier for the chicks food
nor a prayer for the mother.
Tossed aside the torn and broken bird lies alone
in distress and helpless like the poor little ant.
But her fate was saved by the kind hands of a little child.
Scooping her up the world changes.
Not all are destined to die and perish.
The pain and sorrow is over and the bright future shines
once more.
It shines for the mother Blue Jay and for the rest of the world
because of the single small act
of a single small child
in a single small world.
A world destined to live to see another day.
Bed Time
Bed times at :
sugar dumpling.
Okay, mom.
There’s something lurking
swaying back and forth,
a glimmer in the dark
and always a hair
out of site.
Is it really there or
does it only exist
in my mind.
Feared nights with
the restless giant.
waiting in the shadows
of an open closet.
A creature appears out of
an old wadded up shirt hanging
over some shorts.
The eyes made from an
old pair of shoes
and the teeth from a bow tie.
Terrified even to look at it
I cower under my covers.
Unable to scream out
for mama tears flow down
a tear soaked face.
Trembling in fear and
frozen in terror I wait
for morning to arrive.
I pull my self together
finally after what
seemed to be an eternity,
and look at the clock :
the clock reads.
The Object Of My Fear
As I sit
in the dark
alone and afraid.
As I ponder life and death
the future to come
and the past not so far behind.
The terror still haunts my mind
the feeling that they are still there
in my house
in my room.
The lurking shadow in the dark.
The untouchable sensation rippling up
my stiff and rugged spine.
The cold breath of death and
the reminiscent feeling of lonesome
and forever haunting doom.
In a cold underground cavern of wood
covered by dirt
and rotting flowers.
The Echo
Echoing in my head
I hear the voices calling my name.
In an effortless quest
that only I see.
Fear eludes me and
so does the echo
that has haunted my dreams
for nights of sleepless time.
The whispers return and so does
the fear that I escaped
from so many nights ago.
Will I sleep
in the comfort of my room
or be haunted in sleep and in the dawns
breaking light.
Never will I fall again
to the fear
to the echo.
Sitting
I sit
and
I wonder
what I’m
living for.
A person
once told me
that
life’s a never
ending road
you make
as you go.
He said
that life’s
only as good
as you make it.
A friend
found his soul
as he looked
toward the spirit
of the heavens.
Lifeless
Why the terror
the pain and the hurt.
Why can’t children sleep
in the warmth of the night.
Why the deaths in
cold blood.
Why are there bodies in the
gutters.
Bombs in the air and fire everywhere.
No one person is safe.
Schools no longer are secure nor
the play ground
on which I played.
The world is fading fast
and with it go the hopes of a future.
So Far Away
Tonight
I look to the stars above,
for your face
on a
shooting star
and
I make a wish.
I wish you were here
tonight
but distance
keeps us apart.
A boundary of stone
keeps us apart
but soon
it shall be gone.
Feelings of guilt
surround my empty heart
because I fear
that it is my fault
that we aren’t
near.
There’s no way
to say
“ I’m sorry ”
good enough to you.
But I am and
I will be
for as long as I live .
‘Cause I’m the reason
You're gone .
Depressed by the Affair
Guilty am I
of hurting you.
The pain I caused you
wasn’t only
directed towards you.
I didn’t realize what
my actions
would cause;
however,
I knew that I
would
hurt you.
There was no way
to know
how it would
affect my
life other than
love.
Now when I say
this it’s too
late
I regret it.
I can’t save myself
now that I’m
punished
more severe
than recoverable.
Good vs. Evil
Besides the hurt
you’ve put me through.
Behind the closet door
you made me cry.
I have no anguish,
I have no fear
of what’s to come.
I don’t know daddy
why you did what you did.
But sorry can’t take it away.
I lay in bed,
my night light still
faintly burning.
I clutch tight to my Teddy
as a whispering memory
leaks into my head.
That horrid little crevice
in the closet where I would sit,
still manages to haunt my mind.
The embarrassment carries
on and seams to have no end.
The anger I have is
directed towards him,
from that little crevice behind
closet doors.
As he makes his way to me
painful memories
come too.
The darkness subsides
and reveals the face
that makes me shutter.
As I shield myself from
the stalking predator,
the beast lashes out and
pain surges through me as I scream.
A saviors voice
comes from behind him
and “Enough”
comes fourth from a single breath.
Though struck down
the hero never retreated.
Good against Evil
in a battle,
prevailing was my hero.
Free of the stalking pestilence
that had plagued me
for so long.
I can rest once more secure
that the next morning
I will awaken.
The True Cause
Tyranny and persecution
suffocate the suffering and
prolong the pain.
Trapped in turmoil,
terror and torture.
Saviors are lost and
self sacrifice known but only to...
The dying.
The suffering.
The heart in pain.
Why must a person give their
bodies, minds, and souls
to the so called better future
when the only future they see is
non existent.
Why not save...
The dying.
The suffering.
The heart in pain.
What may I call the cause of...
The dying.
The suffering.
The heart in pain.
William I. Bragg (Papa My Hero)
Middle Of Nowhere
In the middle of nowhere a place of pure solitude,
fear, pain, and sorrow;
a soul thought to be lost to the power carries on.
Here he sits, gazing up at the sky,
wondering when it will end.
At night
the cries of an infant can be heard.
A mile away
plans are discussed for the next day.
All by myself
in the dead of night a
cold, soft breeze
swept through the camp.
Faint ,subtle tears
can be seen on the man’s face.
“Dead All Dead”
he murmurs
as he curls up in bed
and tries to sleep
in the middle of nowhere...
(Dedicated to Papa) - Written when I was in 6th Grade
Deserted
Find a way to my heart
and undo the hurt
you caused when you walked
out the door,
and left me stranded
and alone.
Don’t bring back
the sadness of good-byes
or the tears to
my eyes.
Just leave me
deserted
once more.
Rejected
Needing attention
from those who are here
needing comfort
from those who are near.
Needing love from a person
who seeks love from you.
Seeking the attention of a friend;
now you know how I feel.
Never have I seen a prettier face.
please don’t be hasty
give me a chance.
Alone
Crying from the pain
stop the terror
tormenting my soul.
Dying for a chance
to live my life.
I want to dream
I wanna see all the things
that I could be.
Set my spirit free...
Alone in this world
Save The World
Through the sadness and sorrow
the fear and the pain
one light shone upon me.
Glory was won but then soon lost
and the weak left alone.
Scared in the shadows of a corner the
child sits
hearing the echoes of his mothers voice
and his fathers voice always a step behind.
Terrified and weak the mother
subsides to the abusive and often resentful
father.
Though not now the child shall win.
Against the world the two will fight and loose
again like before.
Walking alone they notice another couple and realize that
they are not alone anymore.
God save the world
save the children in the gutters
and on the curbs.
End the plague of broken hearts
and sorrowed souls.
Save the lives of those to which call out in vein.
Open the doors to the future
and open the gates to a better tomorrow.
Don’t seal the doors for a few stray hearts but
release the chains and let the heavens mend earth
to save the souls not yet damaged buy the hurt.
Allowing the child in dismay to seek refuge
in the lands of freedom
and save the unborn child from
death before life.
Life shall be death but will in return give new life.
The boy’s prayer
There’s a place where
dreams and reality collide into
one great big wonderment.
A prayer shows the opportunity
and a miracle lets the
prayer be answered.
The defaced child sits
rocking back and fourth
on the kitchen floor
with tears streaming
down his face.
Dampened by his tears
his face beaming looks up to
my eyes, over him, for support.
though I have no support to give
I try to let him know he’s not
alone anymore.
I promised him that I would
not leave him
although his parents said the same thing
and he sat alone on the floor
he seamed to believe me.
A comforting word can make
the difference.
There’s a song I began to sing to
him as I held him in my lap.
“I’ll be here, I’ll be there, I’ll be everywhere
just for you...”
He rested his head on my chest
as his eyes began to close he
whispered thanks.
The World I Created
I wonder aimlessly
to a place known only to
my heart,
so calm and sweet
the words of
love
repeat over and over.
no one understands how I feel;
because, of the
solitude I keep.
trapped unable to leave this
world I’ve made
I create situations that
could have happened in my
mind.
as I create them I write them
down.
I’m not sure why I do however
there is no way to
say it’s not ‘cause I miss my
old world.
maybe I miss the undying praise
or constant security
but since it ended here I’ve been.
Great Man
He comes from one of his own
to guide his people.
A man of glory
he watches his people in a
aimless struggle for peace.
His powerful words so strong and endearing
show strength and assurance
to the wary people of this land.
Preaching about knowing the self
to know the creator he draws himself in.
He was the child being guided
like those he was guiding.
Leaving for forty days and forty nights
he fasted in the hot dessert
alone and in pain.
He walked alone in the desert
no food no water only faith.
Trailing footsteps of blood soaked sand
where his feet once touched.
Clothes swaying in the breeze
his head looks down, lost in powerful thought.
The night offers no comfort
for the pain of his feet let him
dream without sleep.
Now, after finding himself
he emerged from the sand.
Guiding now from knowledge not
the soul his words were
more powerful than ever.
“Praise God in the highest
for Hosanna is the king”
His praise reached the powers
of many great men.
His words took shape again.
On his last night he took
a piece of bread and a cup of wine
the body and blood of the new convenient.
After his betrayal he walked once more.
He walked, carrying a cross and a crown of thorns.
A cross then held the dying body
two men hung beside him
only one would go to Heaven
the other to Hell.
All three would die and
two would become dust
on the sandy deserts of which
forty lonely days were spent.
The only true great man
the only one whom could save the world.
The Prayer Of Redemption
I am here oh lord.
I speak among the crowd of voices.
Mine above the rest,
echoing across the Great divine.
A prayer of need,
the need for redemption.
All men need redemption
for none are pure.
The fire of Hell’s inferno
can be extinguished
by your powerful hand.
I too, your faithful servant
have sinned.
I need help for a mere mortal
is unable to alone save himself.
The power of you,
you the God to whom I pray.
It is your power alone
that has and continues
to this day to save us.
Save us from ourselves,
the nature to destroy ourselves.
The drive to be better,
to win,
to ascend above all expectations
and defeat our opponent.
The drive continues to tear us apart.
God the symbol,
the power,
the glorious divine intervention
that saves us.
Lord, save us again
for the word has lost meaning
to some
and our hearts go on
un-warmed by the holy spirit.
The Kingdom Of The Lord
The life of the one
the only true survivor of the faith
can be found within you.
You the children of mercy
the faithful servants the beacons
of the marvelous light
awaiting our return.
Reach out, you the spirit awaiting.
The spirit facing life with
faith as a lighthouse
guiding you to God.
Try to be the spiritual body
the creature of love and compassion.
The keeper of the faith.
You who walks in the dark
between Heaven and Hell.
The inescapable destiny of fortune
at the end of the treacherous tunnel.
The hound in the moons shadow
casts a wail to the sky.
You are the hound,
praying to the lord
your soul to keep.
The soul so heavy with sin.
The lord is merciful.
You the child of
the lord above shall live
forever in the kingdom of Heaven
The Kingdom Of The Lord.
The Voyage
This voyage has let me down.
I see men, women and children covered in flies
and stricken with famine and malnutrition.
The lower compartment smells the stench
of thirty years gone by.
The tortured tears of the dying man
haunt my dreams at night
and my mind by day.
I fear the man I have become.
I hope to never see the horror
or hear the wails from out of the dark.
The rows of bodies chained in shackles
and chilled to the bone.
Chants in the dark calling out to God.
Now I return to the home so innocent and sweet.
Forgive me Lord I did not know.
Ask for me tomorrow and I shall not be here.
The man I was today shall no longer live
for I’ll have been reborn.
Walk Among The Children
I walk among a sunset boardwalk
and see children playing in the sand.
The reddish horizon offers but only a mere glimpse
at a heavenly masterpiece.
A beautiful sunset reflects a imprint
upon the water.
The water glistens as the moon shines
above my head.
I am walking in heaven as I walk
along with you the children of nature.
I hath found the person,
the man I was meant to be.
I am spiritually sound
now that our souls are one
once more beneath the
heavenly sky above.
Words of Wisdom
Listen to the words of that old man
who speaks on the corner.
He preaches words of endearment
which last with you forever.
Triggering the person within
and helping the soul to reach out
he is able to keep the feeling of being
a useful portion of society.
One day a stranger walks by
that old wise man.
He tosses a coin into the lap of the man.
“Poor people are not who they seem to be
for I have wealth but I also have a vision.”
the old man said.
“Do you speak of truth or the
never ending tales of lies?”
The young man queries.
“A question asked only by
an uncertain boy.”
The old man whispered
with a faint voice and a soft
but very sweet tone.
The boy became speechless realizing
that the old man who only
a few minutes before who he had pitied
now pities him and his uncertainty.
“Teach me your ways,
show me the way.
The way that has brought you
so incredibly far.”
I’m sorry child but my lessons are for everyone.
Just remember all isn’t lost but
though it may seem that way.
Trust yourself
and you will survive
the most turbulent times
of your life.
King of Kings
Lord my master
Rock of the Ages
giver of life
the true divine King.
You bring forth
the Way, the Truth, the Life.
You are the
light of the world
Son of Righteousness.
Bringing forth life
where you step.
And bringing light
into the lives
to which you created.
Guiding those who
without knowing where to turn
wander aimlessly.
King of Kings
and Prince of Peace
The God of the people
and the world.
The Omniscient Soldier
The grace of God
placed me here
a soldier of fortune.
Glorious God the
king of heavenly power
and loving glory.
Soul of blessed fortune
and heart of pure love.
The omniscient soldier
a messenger of Christ
the soul survivor of pure life.
A soul never introduced to pain
evil or the knowledge of hate.
Savior, my lord
the one I pray to;
make me your servant
a messenger for your glory
and a patriot to your name.
I shall follow you
my master,
my God.
God’s Glory
A presence
a spiritual godlike
presence.
A aura surrounding a being
hovering above my head.
Words spoken in magical color,
while all the secrets are revealed.
Infinite
glory & power.
A peace known to the
followers.
Do you speak without saying a word?
Do you see without eyes?
Do you taste without a tongue?
Do you feel without fingers?
And do you hear without ears?
if so you do it with the power of god.
For me, I do it by the grace of god
and by the will of his word
the word spoken without a voice.
Reborn
Speak little one
for your voice is ready.
See little one
for your eyes are prepared.
Feel little one
for your heart is able.
Able to see not only through eyes
but by instinct.
Able to speak and proclaim that
the freedom of life is life.
All prisons are imprisoned by
the uncertain acts of willful persons unable
to comprehend the truth about themselves.
Do we climb or do we fall.
Do we speak or do we weep.
Life’s an endless struggle
that we tend to survive.
Find yourself
in a storm of events.
New unending puzzles
are finding a way.
Never again shall the pure
mix with the impure,
for tomorrow all shall be
reborn.
The Last Cry
There are no words to say
exactly how I feel.
On the last day
with his last meal.
As I realize I also pray
for the lives that people steal.
Surrounded by the pain we stay
in warm blankets of steel.
So hard are the warm blankets to which we lay
A real sad song and a lousy deal.
Surrounded by pain
we cower in fear.
A body is slain
a small steel spear.
A light rain
makes the blood disappear.
A cross has a stain
and the people have the fear.
I sit and cry
for he was left to die.
Say it Aloud
Whisper a word
and say the name.
A single name
of power and glory.
A mask
that hides if not destroys
the essence of evil.
A dark past
stricken by pain sorrow and
the hurt of a thousand needles and
the sin of a thousand men.
Say it aloud
praise the word
praise the name.
The Road
It's a road that we all walk on,
a crowded street filled with travelers
all seeking different destinations.
I walk on this road ,
searching,
for what I do not know.
The path is long and winding,
it seems to have no end.
My mind,
filled with thoughts of a brighter tomorrow.
My voice singing,
hallelujah.
A bright light flashes
I feel compelled to enter.
The peace within is overwhelming,
fear,hate and sorrow vanquished from my mind.
The long road has ended,
it is time to start on a new road,
a road with a promising, brighter tomorrow.
Dedicated to: Dabney Yarborough
“ Beloved Uncle And Friend”
Rectify
Through the trials of modern civilization
and the pressures for a more
involved community
a hand full of men and women
stand together and speak in one voice
that there shall be no repercussions for the
speaking of truth.
There will be no persecutions
to any one race
nor shall there be any
harmful discriminations
against any single soul who’s
personal self does not
correspond with the average
personal society.
In one single act we must rectify our
souls and cast off the demon which
destroys the human race.
Traveling on the Road
He is watching you
through the troublesome times.
He will be here for you
to guide you through them.
A twist of fate
for all who can in their right minds
exist as one of equal and divine power.
I need somebody who will love me
and who will never disgrace me.
A soul standing alone
in the bewilderment of tomorrow.
What does a person have to live for but
the advancement of knowledge and
the adventure through life.
There are no U-turns on the road of life
just twisting roads leading to the final
destination.
Know Thy Self
I stand here without a face
To show the world.
I stand here without a name
To call myself.
I look for the person I am
And find myself standing here
Unable to find myself.
Harmony
There’s a tunnel
compelled to enter I fall into a trance.
Obeying only my heart
I can’t leave.
There is a bright bubble at the end
within there are many trees
and a clear blue stream
carrying away all the
pain terrorizing me.
The peaceful whisper of the breeze
sends a shiver up my spine.
Suddenly I’m looking upon myself
from another view.
My life in a moment is repeated
never have I realized so much.
Everything is clear
and my mind is free.
There are no cares on my mind
as I fly on the wind,
and sing the songs of the Bluebird.
In an instant the prairie was gone
and I had to make a decision.
I couldn’t stay but the desire
was immense.
Once more I saw a light
this time it was floating away.
Then there were many voices
talking in unison.
There was one voice particularly;
a gentile voice
of smooth comforting words
that seamed to flow off of his tongue like
the river I had seen before.
I see figures without faces all the same
in white robes with harmonic voices
all in tune with the
voices of nature.
The Prayer
Blessing
the people of the world,
in sickness
or
in their
dying hour.
Helping the helpless,
and
restoring hope
to those
who have lost all hope.
A prayer
can turn a
desperate man to God.
Just believing
can change one
persons life forever.
That may not
seem like much to you
but it does
to the person
whose life was changed.
A child
sits and hopes.
He hopes that someone
will take
one minute
out of the day to pray.
Pray not only for him.
but for the
many children in
worse shape than him.
A Joyous Day
A baby is born asleep in the arms
of his loving mother chosen by god.
A virgin named Mary,
bears birth to a boy.
The son of the
lord god your father and mine.
Jesus is king true heir to the throne
of thy holy lord I pray to by night.
A man of great strength
power and glory.
He came from the heavens
to rid us from hate.
He took our sins
while nailed to a cross.
The pain and suffering
was done to save us.
One night as I laid in my bed
thy holy word was spoken to me.
I was told of a day when
he would return and the world would
once more rejoice.
As I heard the voice
I pictured a death of a man
hung from a cross nails in hands
and thorns on his head.
Then I see two angels weep by his side.
A light reflects off his face as he rose up
spreading his hands wide
he soared to the sky.
A voice proclaims
the word of the lord.
The voice of Jesus
was silenced by hatred.
The only son of our father
was persecuted and killed.
Our actions killed Jesus;
however, he saved our souls from
evil and let us know of the
power from above.
The evilness vanquished
into the dark will never
return to haunt us as long as
the memory of Jesus still
burns in our souls.
Prophecy
Predicting the future
knowing what’s to come.
I create a vision
of the future
in my head.
A picture clear
as my eyes
can see.
Yet as far away
as my mind
can reach.
Redoing the future
seeing
what’s to come
I lay down the laws
to which I
live.
Knowing a path
uncharted
to man
I write it all down
with the pen in
my hand.
A picture of words,
painted clear in my head
I let you see too
what’s coming ahead.
The Gift
He gave me
lungs
to which I breathe.
He gave me a
heart
that beats but only
to serve him.
He gave me
eyes
to see past the hate.
He gave me the ability to
touch
so that I may see beyond
my eyes.
He gave me a
will
to keep me strong.
He gave me a
voice
to proclaim his word.
He gave me a world
to which I live.
He gave me everything
that I could possibly.
It Is…
It is…
the calm whispers of the breeze trickling
through the bare branches of a willow.
It is…
the angel's whispers crying out, ringing in my ears.
It is…
the stream by my home
and the children's laughter.
It is…
the tears of joy
and the tears of sorrow.
It is…
the chill of winter
with the warmth of spring.
It is…
the song of the sparrow
as it builds its nest.
It is... my heart beating wildly in my chest.
The Memories of Love
Sitting here looking back,
And all the memories of
of Granny and Papa's house.
It has the aroma of stale perfume,
But the smell always welcomes me in.
The cologne on Papa's cheek,
Gives me security when I'm afraid.
The smell of Granny's cookies
And sweet lullabies that caress me to sleep.
The strongest bond that we share
Is the love we hold inside.
The memory of it all,
Is deep within my heart.
Calm Surrender
As I lie upon the bank of a river
The water flows past in a fury of emotion
And the wind streaks by
rustling the branches of overhanging leaves.
The calm surrender of these endless nights
Here where I pour my heart out to the skies
And pray to that single shooting star
The one that arches just before
disappearing into the dark abyss of the night.
Finding An Angel
And he will find himself an angel
to carry him back home.
To take him from the dark of night
and bring him to the light of day.
He'll find the strength to set himself free.
It takes a strong one
to never make mistakes.
But it takes a stronger one
To admit where he went wrong.
He will find himself an angel
to carry him back home.
Find in him the strength to carry on.
It takes a little time
To make it past the darkness
But with a little push
We'll make it from the dark
And find a new way home.
He'll make it through the darkness
Back into the light
Because he found an angel
to carry him back home.
God Hear My Prayer
I've got this picture
It's here in my hand
I hold it tight
can you understand
It's all I have
Of these memories
I keep bundled up inside
I lost my baby
Come here and see
Laying so softly
Can't hardly believe
I've lost my home
And my family.
It can't go back to the way
It used to be.
And I'm lost
Heartbroken and down
My world's falling 'round
This hollow person
I've come to be.
Lying here crying softly
Please don't hear me.
God I need you now
Please hear my prayer.
I can't survive any longer.
Pain and sorrow
Are all I have left to feel.
Today's the day
I'll be set free.
Through all the wails
I see them there.
My wife and daughter
Waiting there for me.
As the light grows nearer
I stare once more
Thanking god for
Hearing my prayer.
Nano & Papa ( My Beloved Grandparents)
I still remember…
You and I we'd say our prayers
And I would talk to God.
As we knelt down on the floor
I'd tell him what I thought…
"God, I pray to you to keep my family safe
to love me with your gentile grace
and hold me in your soft embrace.
To stay with me at my side
And keep me safe throughout the night."
I would pray for my mother,
to give her strength.
I would pray for my Nano,
To keep her safe and warm.
I'd pray for my Papa,
To be watched over at night.
"God, I've prayed to you a thousand times
and you've always been there.
You’ve answered every one
But here's one I beg of you…"
I lost my grandfather
I just wanna let him know
I love him with every beat of my heart
And I hope if your listening…
I'll never let you down
I'll try my best, show the world
That I won't give it up.
"God now I ask that you hear this prayer,
My grandmother is close to me.
I want her to know that I still remember
So many years ago,
When she and I would pray to you
and I would always say…"
Look after my Mother, look after my Father
Look after my Nano, look after my Papa.
Keep us safe, keep us warm.
And never let these prayers be lost
These prayers that Nano and I would pray.
Hopes, Dreams & Wishes
All my life I’ve hoped for a passion
to guide me through the years.
Dreams to let me see them
vivid as the colors of a rainbow.
And the wishes to make it all
come true.
Upon a shooting star
you keep me here forever
forever in your arms.
In your arms is where I want to be.
You loving me and
me loving you.
Just hopin’ and dreamin’
and wishin’ too.
Praying for a chance to be with you.
Hopes are your fondest desires
that always seem to far away.
Dreams are always listening
hidden in seclusion
to your heart your soul.
Broken Hearts
Hearts breaking
through the darkness.
And you left me all alone again.
The night’s waking
to the echoes of my tears.
I can’t stay anymore.
I’m runnin’
tryin’ to escape the pain.
Runnin’ fast as I can.
Just Runnin, Runnin
Away, so far away.
My heart can’t take the pain.
Many other hearts have burned.
Runnin’ through the fire,
Just runnin’ past the pain.
Runnin past that aching in my
Heart...My heart!
My heart and my soul.
Dreaming ‘Till I See You
Last night
I felt your soft hand
run across my face.
In a dream that seemed
so real
yet so far away.
Then daylight awoke me
and you had slipped away.
In my dreams I see you
I feel your touch upon my skin.
Those nights of endless
love and passion
long past faded
with the dream.
The dream came once again
to this week and weary heart.
I tell you I miss you
and beg us not to part.
But then I’m standing
all alone again.
In my dreams I see you
I feel your touch upon my skin.
Those nights of endless
love and passion
long past faded
with the dream.
Lonely in the waking hours
of my eternal youth.
A future full of pain and torture
always missing you.
In my dreams I see you
I feel your touch upon my skin.
Those nights of endless
love and passion
long past faded
with the dream.
There you are
a ghost standing.
In my arms we whisper words
unspoken in years.
All forgotten love
forever found in us this day.
The dream of love everlasting
that finally came true.
Painful Longing
He hasn’t been the kinda man
I wish that he could be.
A father to my two young boys
and a husband to me.
This day he woke up again
two sheets to the wind
Oh, how I wish he would
hold me tenderly.
Ask me for a second of my time
tell me its gonna work this time.
Guardian Angel
Forget me not,
when I’m gone.
Guardian Angel.
Let me know
you’re still there for me.
Guardian Angel.
Don’t cry for me
Guardian Angel.
Just love me
Guardian Angel.
Take me in your wings this day,
and take me to the sky.
Let me leave on wings
and let me fly...
Don’t forget me
when I’m gone.
Guardian Angel.
Let me know
you’re still there for me.
Guardian Angel.
Don’t cry for me
Guardian Angel.
Far away from this world.
away from this place.
My heart beats for you
Guardian Angel.
Forever this day.
Guardian Angel
A Life, A Dream, A Day
I don’t know what you see,
but it’s something in me.
It’s not a miracle or a leap of faith.
Step after step, by and by
we grew together, now and forever.
Sharing a smile and sharing our dreams
we built our lives together.
Someday we’ll see
looking back over the years...
A life, a dream, a day.
In your eyes I see what’s meant to be.
A wife, a son, a family.
I see the tears in your eyes
as I kiss our son goodnight
I see it all.
Looking back through the
times we shared together.
One day lasted fifty years
in a life, a dream, and a day.
As the year’s went by
that fire in your eyes
started to flicker away.
But I still love you
in a life, a dream, and a day.
A life, a dream, and a day...
A life, a dream, and a day...
A New Day Is Dawning
Seeing the sun rise in your eyes
and the world waking up.
I am a child
staring blindly at the sun.
Rising high in the sky
and arching up above.
My arms can’t wait
to hold you again.
Feel your breath
upon my skin.
When will I see you
when will I feel you
again.
Love me now or love me never.
My heart can’t take the pain.
moonlit Love
I remember
that feeling of passion. (Passion?)
Sizzling passion and
those fiery nights
when we were together
( we were together)
always and forever.
Those secret kisses
(fade in backup)
over moon lit paradise.
Moon lit paradise
Passion runnin’ through my veins.
Secretive kisses.
( Kiss her, Just Kiss her.)
Heavenly moments.
( Love her, Just Love her.)
In this Moon lit...(moon lit)
Paradise.
Midnight
All night
‘till we wake at dawn.
Looking out on the
skyline of the city,
I gently take your hand.
Musical Love
Songs upon a harp
singing so softly
as my fingers play.
Tender touch today.
Love is forever.
I wanna tell you
but it seems to hard.
I love you
from the very first day.
I knew right away.
I love you.
Always by your side
in this love of mine.
The words sound so easy
but I’m having trouble.
Help me play our song
help me say I love you.
My mind knows what to say
but I just can’t say it.
So help me say
it to you.
Never Again
When I hold you in my arms
the whole world disappears.
My feelings for you
cannot be denied.
In this life.
This time its all gonna change.
I’ll never let you go
I’ll never let you leave.
As long as I live
I’ll be there for you.
This life the life you showed me
the solid foundation
I have never felt this way
‘bout anyone before, before.
but this time...
There’s never been
another one
this special to me.
Forever, we will be
happy you and me.
But this time...
This time...
This time...
I’ll never let you go...
The Ring
Power beheld
within my heart
bestowed unto you
in this sacred way.
I usher to you
a priceless vow
of my undying love.
I see you in your heavenly gown
an angel in graceful peace
in your steps on the floor.
Your rosy red lips
and your flowing blond hair.
Beauty bestows you
and your sweat name
swiftly rolls of my tongue
as I dream of the heavens.
A divine creature so tall
and so proud.
As we stand here together
we say our vows as I
slide the sacred ring
of our undying love
upon your trembling frail finger.
I pledge this day my undying love
to you and only you
my love and inspiration
You’re Gone
I didn’t kiss you that morning
as I passed right by your face.
I forgot to say I love you
as I walked from the house.
It was too late a moment later
in an instant you were gone.
Gone, I can never see that smile
that always says I love you.
I can never feel the touch of your skin
as it brushes against mine.
Those memories of you
the feelings for you
there gone.
You took the wrong road
this was never meant to be.
The days the nights
summer times forever.
There will never be second
chance for me to say
I love you.
You’ve left from my view
how I miss you.
You’re gone...
I never thought this
day would come that
I would lay you in the ground.
I never thought I’d have to say
good-bye...
Another Try
I’m not the kind of guy
that asks for more than he deserves.
All I ask of you
is another chance
to get it right.
Another lonesome heart
begging you to stay.
Don’t walk away
don’t tell me good-bye.
A second chance to be with you
another try to make it right.
One more day to let me say
how much I love you.
A second chance to win your heart.
I want to be the father of your children
the one that’s there every day.
Please don’t take my dreams
and walk away.
A second chance today
is all I ask forever.
Another moment to make it right.
One more day, one more moment
I don’t wanna let you go.
Minutes and hours I spent dreaming of you
the endless fantasies
of you and me together.
The days ,the nights
those moments with you.
Give it a try.
The Walls Are Falling
I see the sunlight and the moonlight
as one gigantic ball
of perfect love and paradise
forever now.
Never again
will I fall into the arms
and hands of one
deceitful man
above the rest.
Where did I go wrong
I cannot see why
the walls I built are falling
to the ground.
A solemn oath forever
in the silence
of one night
in the hands of hopes and dreams.
Awakened now
by the only sound
that of your heart
echoing across
a vast distance
trying to reach me.
I find myself not speaking
unable to be moved.
I cry in a wail
farther than your echo
but this time it doesn’t
reach the other side.
Why the walls I built
are fallin’.
Hold My Hand
Hold my hand.
As we walk you
hold my hand.
As we kiss you
hold my heart.
Never to part you
hold my hand.
Living’ each day
I realize that you
have touched my soul.
The essence of you
burns in me
never to go out.
Please let me know that
your still there
for me every day.
Hold my hand.
As the day turns into
night;
you hold my hand and
I hold onto your heart
never to part.
Faint at first
then all at once
tears start to fall.
I never knew
how it felt to be loved
by someone like you.
Why oh why did I
leave you...?
I want the memories to be
special like they’d always been.
I want to feel your touch and
your hand clutching mine.
I want to run barefoot in the sand
beside of you.
Hold my hand...
my heart and my soul...
never let go...
hold my hand...
Spread Your Wings
Everyone’s sayin’ good-bye
before sayin’ hello.
Nobody waits ‘round
for yes or no.
In these times
of trouble
when nothin’ goes
to plan
all the good is gone.
So...
Spread your wings
and take to sky
and let your fears and troubles
pass you by.
Haven’t you had enough
of the wondering.
Don’t you know it’s
eating you alive.
So...
Scream out loud
and let yourself be heard.
Don’t be afraid of
anything or anyone.
Aren’t you ready to
pack your bags and go
out on your own.
There’s always a way
you just haven’t gotten
there yet.
So...
Don’t let an offer
pass you by
for someone else’s pride.
Let yourself be known as
a person.
Always And Everywhere
Oh I’ve never said
it to anyone,
the way I feel inside.
Its sacred it’s special
it’s the love that we’ve shared.
Together forever
that’s the way it will be.
Never to part
that’s where our hearts
were meant to be.
Together forever
never to part.
Always and everywhere
our hearts are bound
as one.
For all eternity
our hearts
bound by the love deep inside.
The days becoming shorter
and so are our lives,
but, one thing we can be sure of
is that our hearts
shall never part.
And that’s why
I sing this to you.
Always and everywhere
our hearts are bound
as one.
For all eternity
our hearts
bound by the love deep inside.
All my life
I’ve tried to say exactly
how I feel,
but, now I find it harder to say it
to you.
So with my dying breath
I’ll tell it to you.
Always and everywhere
our hearts are bound
as one.
For all eternity
our hearts
bound by the love deep inside.
Why Can’t You
There’s a place
that reminds me of you.
The love we shared burns
within me,
not ending.
Why can’t you see,
Why can’t you hear,
Why can’t you feel,
what I feel!
As we stand on the balcony
I admire your beauty.
I can’t resist your glamour.
My lust for love
is irresistible,
especially in your presence.
Why can’t you see,
Why can’t you hear,
Why can’t you feel,
what I feel!
Hatred gone,
love restored,
tyranny lost,
fear vanished into the night.
Why can’t you see,
Why can’t you hear,
Why can’t you feel,
what I feel!
You Were There
The strength, hope and desires come from her
the one who gave me the world
when she gave me her love.
A baby in the arms of a mothers love
grew strong with the comfort of her touch.
All I am, and all I’ll be
is what you gave me.
In my life, things didn’t go as planned
a roller coaster ride.
But there you were, every minute
there beside me.
Every step, every stumble
you were there.
You were there
for me every day
to dry my tears away
to hide the pain away.
You were there.
You show me through the hardest times
and keep me strong through them.
You give me hope when there is none
and keep me safe from harm.
All my life I’ve had a savior
It was you.
I never thought this day would come
where our lives would be one.
Then I realized that it had come.
We had grown our patterns as one
You and me together
mother and son.
Flying Across The Heavens
God gave her wings to fly
So let her spread her wings.
Take to the heavens
With a sparkle in her eye.
Soaring across the heavens
Like stars in a moonlit sky.
Far beyond the oceans
Beyond the hills and plains.
Higher than the highest mountain.
Deeper than the deepest ocean
That’s how far our love can go.
God gave her wings to fly
So now she spreads her wings
Takes to the heavens…
Flying across the heavens
Like stars in a moonlit sky.
Far beyond the oceans
Beyond the hills and plains.
Far beyond the rainbow
Stretched across the sky.
Open up your eyes and see
The beauty waiting there.
Far beyond this earth
Beyond the stars in the sky.
That's where her heart will lead her.
To God's arms she shall fly.
God gave her wings to fly
So now she spreads her wings
Takes to the heavens
With gates open wide…
She shall fly…
Far beyond the oceans
Beyond the hills and plains.
Far beyond this earth
Beyond the stars in the sky
Far beyond the rainbow
To Gods loving arms she will fly…
I Would
I would climb any mountain,
Cross any ocean for you.
And I would reach any star
Just to make your every wish come true.
I would follow a rainbow
If it could lead me to you.
I would do anything
I would do anything for you.
I'd climb a hundred mountains
Cross a thousand oceans
Pull every star from the sky.
I would pick a million roses
One for each day I've loved you.
I would give you my heart
If you say you won't break it.
I would pray to the lord above
To just let me see your face.
I'd do anything
I'd do anything for you.
I'd pick a million roses
Give you my heart
Pray to the lord above.
I would do all this and more
Only to say I love you this much.
You mean everything to me
Will you be mine for all time…?
I'll love you for all time
My Valentine!
The Last Dance
One night as I laid my head upon my pillow
I couldn’t help crying myself to sleep.
In my dream I was walking alone
on a deserted road in the darkness of night.
I had the feeling that I wasn’t alone
I turned around and there you were
a shadow in the dark, a light to guide the way.
Walking towards you, nearly floating on air
tears on my face as we get closer together.
You take me in your arms as we dance
floating above the trees, the world disappears
and it's just you and I there, twirling in the heavens.
I prayed that the dance would never end…
I find us back on solid ground staring at each other
The air grows cold and stale and the life somehow disappears.
You looked in my eyes with a sad smile.
As you said "I have to go now…"
You turned and as your image faded
you whispered "Goodbye…".
That was the night after you left this world
And years after I am still able to think back
Seeing you as we danced our dance
And knowing you came back to say
Goodbye…
Dedicated to the last dance between a father and daughter
And the memories of a dream that will last forever…
Change The World
One night a boy was born
his impact on the world unknown to everyone.
What he will be, the person he shall become
only just beginning to immerge.
A shining star one that can shine so bright
or fade away into the night sky.
His message still unheard
he grows and begins to discover
the miracles that life has to give.
He awakes with a question
that only he can answer.
Can he be a miracle?
Can he make the world a better place?
Can he change the world?
He decides that
the only way to find that answer
is to try, attempt the impossible
give the world a chance to change.
He goes out in search of a miracle
one that can make a difference.
Maybe it will only change one life
or a thousand, or even possibly
the whole world.
He tries to make a difference
by changing one life in hopes that
his contribution to them will someday
be shared with another.
Be shared with a person hurting
in need of another chance.
Another chance at life
A chance they somehow
missed out on somewhere,
sometime in their life.
That one life that he touched
in a miraculous way
changed another persons life
for the better.
The message of helping
of saving another's life
was passed many years
after the boy first made the move.
The move to change the world
to make a difference.
Many years later the boy
now an old man lying
waiting for heaven to take him home.
His grandchildren looking
upon his shriveled old face
and saying "I love you" for the very last time.
And as his spirit leaves
the world who knows not that he
was the one that changed it
cries out in sadness that the man,
who then a boy, who changed one life
can no longer change the world.
Finding My Home
Yeah I've found my home
And I've found my place
And I don’t wanna go right now
Don’t wanna loose this day
Cause I've found my way
God hear me now
I pray
I'll sing my song
To the heavens above
God hear me now
I pray.
Yeah I've found a way
To say every day
The things I need to say.
I'll sing my song
till my dying day
God hear me as I say
I've found my home
And I've found my place.
And my place is here with you
God hear me now
As I pledge my love
And promise now
To never fall again
Please listen to me Jesus
I pray to you this night
And I pray to the heavens
That you'll hear this prayer
God you've shown me light
Now there's new life
Burning deep within my soul.
This night
'Cause I've found my home
And I've found my place
A place I thought
I'd never find
Thank you God
I'm finally free…
God hear me now
I'm free!
And The World Comes Crashing Down
Everything I have ever had is gone,
my strength, my ambition,
my hopes and dreams.
I have nothing,
and I feel helpless and alone.
It is irrational to believe
that I had everything
but all that I had is now gone,
abolished by the irrefutable hatred within.
I cannot go on with these emotions,
I feel naked, stripped of my confidence,
and my will to survive.
I can't go on like this,
feeling as if the world has
turned its back on me
and crashed down upon me.
No Named Figure
I stand here without a face
To show the world.
I stand here without a name
To call myself.
I look for the person I am
And find myself standing here
Unable to find myself.
Dream
It is my dream
A home with a view of the horizon
Covered with rolling waters abroad.
With pale blue shudders
And a window view of the world.
The songs of seagulls
To lull me to sleep
And the sound of waves
breaking on the shores.
The screen door
that sways with the breeze
in rhythmic motion.
The silk white curtains
flapping in the wind.
It is my dream to see the world
a world that is so great to see.
It's my dream to live my life
knowing the world
as the miracle it was destined to be.
My Island My World
And the waters crashed
upon the shores of my island,
washing away the pain
and anguish of the past.
While giving hope and strength
to my weary heart and soul
the waves stole the foundation
of my island, my world.
The world I live in isn't an island
but it might as well be one.
Isolated and alone I sit
in a room the island in my mind,
and wait to be rescued.
It didn't take much to get me here
but now that I'm here
it is impossible to leave.
Many nights of sleepless hours
were spent here on my island.
The sands on my beaches
were slowly being washed away
and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
I felt the once sturdy soil and sand beneath me
slowly sifting away.
In this moment the world became cold and small.
Somewhere, I know someone feels
the same emptiness and fear
on their island.
The dark penetrating solitude
of a sinking island
and the absence of a once filled place
in their hearts.
I see light however small it may be,
it is there like a heavenly glow
shinning into my world.
Maybe someday I'll leave this island
but for now I'm here
and taking each day as it comes
one step at a time.
Dreams
Dreaming of a night
filled with the prayers of children
rising to the heavens above.
Sleep child, if only till morning comes
and the light of the slowly rising sun
shines on your face.
Dream while you sleep
a dream of a bright tomorrow
and a love so great it can change the world.
Hold tight to those dreams
Those that relate best to you
And make you feel
The compassion and love
That your heart has kept within
For the many years of your
Dream filled, wonderland,
Fairy tale life.
A Future I've Yet To See
When I look towards my future
I almost anticipate that
Which I know to be uncertain
Unsure and unprepared; however,
I still stride on forward
Still look optimistically
At a future I've yet to see.
And the anticipation of my
Optimistic still uncertain future
Drives me in each days tasks
To never become overwhelmed,
Anxious or timid when faced
With my uncertain future.
Make a difference
I look out at a world that has forbidden me
One that antagonizes me at every turn
And attempts at every chance to bring me down
This world, one that never gives a reason why
Or asks for forgiveness for the pain it causes
A world that only man can change
Undo the hurt and all the pain
Make the infant child feel safe and secure
In a world that once would abandon him
Save the small breaths of strength
And use the power within you
to make a difference
Change the world…
Make a difference…
Change a world chilled by the cold
Uncaring hearts of mankind
Make a difference for the children
Who live in a frozen and bitter world
Without knowing its true wonders
And marvels in existence.
Crying in the dark
I can't tell you why I feel
The way I feel
There are no words to express the pain I feel
Knowing that you are in a better place
Helps me not to feel better
But worse at the remembrance
Of the loss I bear each day.
I know not how I survive each day
Without your presence in my life
Without being able to see your face
In the mornings light as I always did
My love will never end
Though we are apart
Separated by that inevitable part
Of the life we all live.
The Second Coming
Is it this, the second coming
of the God made man
that shall make the earth shutter?
Is it the second arrival
of this glory upon man
that shall make the tides of the oceans
rise and fall as the sun
rises and falls over its horizon?
Is it this coming that shall make
the great peaks of mountains
crack and crumble only to fall
into the ocean?
Is it this great revelation,
this heavenly presence,
that shall make man drop
to its many knees and pray?
Is it the wake, the days to come
after God sets foot once more
upon this earth
that shall reveal a new,
a glorious future for mankind?
Is it the second coming
that shall set our souls free
to do his work?
Is there a second coming
and if there is let me
see the glory of God
with my eyes and not through the eyes
of others who can but only give me words
to describe something so great,
so magnificent that no mortal words
can describe it.
I await the second coming
as I reflect upon the first.
Angel Whispers
It is the calm whispers of the breeze
trickling through the bare branches of a willow.
The tears of a weeping willow
that bear the mourning sorrow.
And the children's wails
into the morbid hollowness of the night
that sends shivers down my spine.
It is the angel's whispers crying out,
ringing in my ears
that has summoned me home.
It is this house, a shack
that bears my childhood memories.
With faded red shutters on the windows
and the front door that never stayed shut.
The white picket fence surrounding the house
that was always freshly painted and
the aroma of freshly baked cookies at noon
that brought the neighborhood kids around.
As I would enter the house the floor would creak.
The smell of pipe tobacco filled the house
and the old rocking chair would always be sitting
by the fire place with a patchwork quilt
draped over the back.
The floor was carpeted in an almond shade of brown
and the television sat on a table
across the room from an old leather couch.
The curtains were torn and ragged
and the glass doors were always slightly open.
The kitchen always smelled of nutmeg
and the kitchen table was set as if expecting guests.
Grandma’s best silver lined the lace place mats
and her gold rimmed glasses sat empty for hours.
The old wooden swing tied in the old oak in back
that bore the whittled heart of my first love.
There were days that I would spend
staring up at the sky waiting for the first star
to appear in the sky
so that I may be the first to wish upon it.
I haven't been home in several years,
now the house is empty
and the childhood voices have faded.
I don't now why I returned
only that the willow told me to.
The swing is gone and the oak tree is dead.
There is still the stream that trickles past the shack
where I felt the first lips touch my mouth.
The roses are still growing wild
and the cool waters still soothe my skin.
I sit just for a moment
watching the water trickle by
and the trees swaying in the breeze.
I remember the way I would lie on the bank
and wave my fingers in the passing waters.
The way the smell of springtime would
ease my mind and lull me to sleep.
The bliss of youth and the wonderment of life
I had forgotten the meaning of life, until now.
Life had once meant to live to your fullest
But what did that mean?
The meaning of life was defined by life
and a paradox that was a question.
Now I realized what life was…
"Belief, the faith in ones self"
"Trust, faith in others"
"Loyalty, the honoring of others"
"Reverent…the belief that our lives
are part of something greater than ourselves
and that life is the road to sanctuary and peace."
The whispers returned on the bank of the stream
and it was then that I realized it was an angel's whispers
that I had heard from the start.
"It is this knowledge a rare gift to you
that man has struggled so to find.
You have the word
use it as you know it needs to be used.
Find a way to tell man the secrets
that he has overlooked.
Show him the way, the path
the road to sanctuary."
As the angel whispered these words
my skin grew warm
It was a presence I had felt before
but finally I understood.
I could faintly see a light before me
then as suddenly as it appeared it was gone.
I found myself once more
staring at the stream.
As I stood up I said…
"Thank You"
Then I walked away…
"Angels speak to us everyday, but we just don't listen"
-God Bless-
The Last Words
I hope these poems have inspired you the
reader to explore to new heights of life’s great
adventures and soar farther and higher than ever
before. Please take these words and grow with the
love and care of my words in your heart. Keep close
to the friends in your life and closer to your family;
because, they truly make-up the life you live. I also
regret that the book was not full of happiness but
some sadness; however, life is not always as
fulfilling and happy as we had hoped.
My Best Wishes
And Love,
Chapman B. Hester
“Thanks To My Family, Friends, And Beloved Mother.”