Poem: "It Is what It Is" Hear this song.
I dreamt
that life was
not as difficult
As many of us
makes It out
to be.
I believe that
he who have
Eyes
Will sooner or
later
Come around
to see
After all
we are all
The same
humans
Living as
One big
happy family/
I dreamt
that my Mom
came to me
reminding me
That Donkeys
Will always
eventually
Get to where
horses
roam free.
I dream
that this life
I am carrying
Though it is
my own
Giving thanks
for living
Is still
the most
beautiful
That I can
Show
my Gratitude
Which will
no doubt be
the fuel that
would take me
to that place
where those
who are
Responsible
for my
presence here
Have already
Passed.
There are no
short cuts
on this road
Everyone
Must climb
those
very same steps
There are those
who will choose
to continue
following
The main River.
There are those
who will rebell
Act selfish
Go their own
way
Taking that
wayward path
Acting like that
lonely tributary
or stream
Who also
broke the line.
Using hopes
And dreams
With pains
and screams
When they
Find out i
Later in time
Knowing only
Then
That their
journey
Just became
a dream.
Only a fool
Will test
the hands
of time
Daring life
Selfishly
peeking curious
to know
What happens
later
You can either
die quickly
Or cut a way
back
To that original
body of water.
Which is where
You are supposed
to be.
No one man is
an island
An Island can’t
grow
On its own
It forever belong
to the bigger
country
To whose
umbilical cord
He is joined
From whence
he came.
A stream’s
not a river
Just a wayward
traveler
Who will soon
become a pool
Selfishly
he strays
Senselessly
becoming
A lost fool
The wisdom
that comes
with every life
Could be
Similarly compared
To the millions
of bees
Which swams
every hive
The bees
They will say
stronger
in numbers
I dream that
one good turn
deserves
As many
as it takes
To yield another
Even greater
Turn.
We must all
Stop being
ungrateful
By trying
To pretend.
Put on a fake
All any man
must remind
himself
Is that sometimes
on this lonely
road of life
When trouble
arises
The first name
he cries out to
The first hope
that comes
to mind
Is not our wives
But the one
whose help
We realize is
unconditional
No strings attached
See how
Even the mighty
rivers
Must its wary legs
In the bussom
Of her brother
The mightier lake.
It's no mistake
when overflowing
he cries out
As he regurgitates
as his tears
Are now racing
all around
Those who are
now victims
of his anger
Have suddenly
all desperate
seeking Help
Now seemingly
happy,
It appears
the turmoil is
over
And everyone
can possibly rest
But here comes
the sun
He said slow!
It's not as yet
time to go
There’s is one
last test
Since no one
cares
That I am
burning up here
And I need water.
Got any to share?
The ocean said:
Well what you
propose?
The Sun said
Evaporation
of course
And so
they went on
For centuries
It was meant
to be
Obey the ways
That stood from
creation
Evolution too!
If that's what
works for you
One fell soup
So let it all start
again.
The most frozen
Ice
Does everything
in it's power
To start melting
as soon as
it can..
The most
vicious heat
Is dying
just to get to
some water
Forever threatening
To cancel
Each other out
But brave enough
to say
to each other
better
shut your mouth.
They were created
only to keep
each other
balanced.
The sun itself
is dying inside
He will
eventually
run from himself.
Likewise
The youngest
in everything
Is simply dying
to get old
Letting old man
Age's to allow
His true secrets
to unfold
Mankind's is also
aware
That there is
a wicked Devil’s
just waiting.
He won't hesitate
at any chance
To gobble up
a few new souls.
The longest
day
has already
ended
Forever consumed
each night
The race
is never for the
swift
Because the day
is always waiting
To hand the night
Hi lighted gift.
Since time began
the battle
been raging
Where the both
of them
will forever
and always win
their fight.
In the dead
of each night
When the moon
shines bright
And the sun
refuses to shine
But at the first
sign of light
When the moon
looses his sight
The sun blesses
embraces the day
With his long
Impending light.
