Dear Father.....

Hello dear father
is there something to say
are you proud
disappointed
at the fumble iv made

There was time once
long gone
where fresh ears would have heard
the marvelous things
your heart could not give

In this tough time I beg
no religion
nor shame
pure honesty I ask
please give me this
I pray

Waste not...........................a moment.

We were all once poor men

humble and shy
born in the same way
with the same
dark eyes.

Forgotten, we will soon be
Missed, we will soon fade
upon ashes, under ashes
the earth will speak our name.

So what then this
our moment of time
where pyramids were once formed
something more glorious will soon arise

What mark shall we stamp
on this day
this hour
this night
waste it not dear friend
there is but one clock
that chimes.

In times of greatness.....

In times of greatness
We stand tall and straight
But less we forget
We once stood short and staged

Be humble
Be proud
Of the triumphs we've made
No room for madness
Worry
hate

For then we truly
Have lost our way

And the point
Of this great day

Please do you have something I may own?

I m trying to find something of my own
but nothing is mine, its yours
I m trying to teach something I have known
but nothing is true, its false

I designed the ring, that caged me in
The ring that made me old
I named the things, I couldn't have
And now that name is home

I m boxed in a corner Iv never seen
a corner of myself

Iv freed the Dylan within me
but where to now

ask yourself!

20 Fourth of February 2 Thousand and Eight

The things you love to worship

will be the things you choose to hate

The memories you capture
will be the things you throw away
The more you try to live
the less you become yourself

Dark times rise
good times fall
happiness breaks
while pain paints your walls

What is left
can peace be bought
what is wrong
can love be owned
who is right
what is false
why cant words
be there own

life creeps by with a twinkle in its eye
it knows whats been, and where to go
its secrets can be afforded
if your willing

not to be bought

...........................Love...........................

This life I own,
has but one purpose,
love!

Health - a mystery.
Wealth - a silent demon.
Happiness - a way to survive.

But Love,
Our one purpose,
Will bring all meaning to life!

Life will not wait

Life waits for no one.

its electric,
it murders,
it will not wait.