Sometimes it takes a tragedy
to help us see things clear,
and then we get a glimpse of life
without our loved ones here.
Mother Earth and Father Time are walking hand in hand.
They're visiting their children and checking on their land.
They view the worlds destruction everywhere they turn.
How are you inspired?
Are you inspired by the sun?
Does it warm your skin from deep within?
Is it your number one?
There are so many times
when I see somebody that is old
I mean............very old
and the first thing I think of is............
I never did the
''He loves me not....
He loves me'' game
I printed all my poems out and put them in a book.
I've placed it on the table in the hopes you'll take a look.
You know you'll find my soul there beneath the cover page.
I see pain in their eyes.
I hear sorrow in their cries.
Inside I break and cry alone,
with my eyes of fire and heart of stone.
Each year you get school pictures for everyone to see.
I always plead my case for you to just dress properly.
I make you wear your hair down or maybe with some curls
My life was changed so harshly.
It feels like yesterday,
when God said you have had enough
and that you couldn't stay.