The cruelty of man is hard to measure,
One man’s pain is another man’s pleasure...
Our history lessons have gone unheeded,
This situation is not what we needed...

There is nothing on earth that is worthy enough,
To invade a nation ‘cause you want their stuff...
Lives will be lost at the end of the day,
And God help those who stand in the way...

Women and innocent children too,
Have nowhere to go, they don’t know what to do...
The Bear from the east is on the prowl,
If you listen carefully you can hear him growl...

the city sits, breathless, smog-heavy across endless asphalt and tires,
its rows and rows of glass windows
mirror the fading light.

the rain weeps desperately,
covers glossy streets in liquid whispers,
each droplet a secret melody
that splashes onto cobblestones.
pure diamonds melt into soot.

trampled papers fly and float
on gusts of indifferent wind
between buildings that scrape the sky,
a chorus of steel and concrete,
a mechanical symphony.

School days as a twin, were filled with laughter and fun
Never apart, we were always as one

The teachers didn’t know which one of us was which
So they just called us both by the same name, it was bliss

We were often mistaken as the same student
But we always had actions that were prudent

We were both the same in so many ways
But created different forms of praise

We were at every single level compared
Be it math or English, we were never spared

Another time, another place, it may have worked out fine,
A passing glance, a pretty face and perhaps a glass of wine...

But fate itself had other plans, it wasn’t meant to be,
‘Cause someone else had you and he just wasn’t free...

They’ve tried to keep their distance and they’ve tried to let it go,
And when they meet out on the street, they never let it show...

You’re little girl is pretty and your boy’s a handsome lad,
She looks just like her mother and he looks like his dad...

Frozen in eternity; on a faux wood bed
Contracted, bluish; stuck to the pillow under your head
Too long; too gone, if only I had known
Maybe you wouldn't have died alone

I'll never forget trying to roll you flat
But you had given up long before that
Necrotic images burned in my head
How did he not know you were dead

I can't unsee it, God knows it isn't right
But I can still feel how you felt that night
Your choices forebode of what was to be
And now you will forever haunt me

I once went to the office late
I was told I shouldn’t wait

So now I get there a half hour before
Knowing I won’t be asked for the door

Once I waited an hour and a half
Only to find me urging me to laugh

Finally I was called inside
With a nurse whose questions were plied

The nurse had gone and another had come
Looking at papers to see what was to be done

Then another nurse quickly came in
Checking my heart, pulse, nose and chin

Every time I go to school
I see teacher looking cool
Holding a cane at the gate
As I run behind my mate.

Every time I go to school
I see students at the pool
Many run across the lane
When the teacher holds a cane.

Every time I go to school
Mummy sits down on the stool
Selling pap to the people
While I make my way simple.

Every time I go to school
My body heavy as tool
Always shedding tears like rain
Before I decide to reign.

They found it hidden at a dead end
beneath the cutoff county bridge,
past the gravel road that runs along
stretches of soybeans and
wandering Iowa skies.

It looked as if it had traveled some
rugged miles,
rust blooming from every side, tires worn,
sooty, while letters on the
back of the dented tailgate
simply read: O D.

My motto comprises to exalt in this moment rather than delude myself with any grandiose illusions.

PREFACE: PREPARE TO SET ASIDE A PARTIAL ETERNITY
TO PERUSE THE CONTENTS OF THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE.

Before here, I was there,
Nurturing through the natural hex of growth,
Sipping medicines, gulping into different phases,
Every all ate fat yesterday and even tomorrow
My eyes saw when its gate opened, same story my ears heard
But my mouth travelled when my lips strived to speak the heart's wordings.