Thursday, July 09, 2009
Money
This thing that they call money
Doesn't really count
Although I stack it higher
It does not a mount
Doesn't really count
Although I stack it higher
It does not a mount
Labels: Poetry Only Poetry
Saturday, July 04, 2009
2009 Year of the Tear
I have not been writing
Here's the reason why
From January until now
All I've done is cry
I try to raise my spirit
And frolic gleefully
But, when I am alone
Reality consumes me
My big brother, my younger cousin
And a good friend
As long as I am alive
This will never end
I am thankful for all that exists
I feel truly blessed
To have the knowledge of what's real
I want nothing less
Here's the reason why
From January until now
All I've done is cry
I try to raise my spirit
And frolic gleefully
But, when I am alone
Reality consumes me
My big brother, my younger cousin
And a good friend
As long as I am alive
This will never end
I am thankful for all that exists
I feel truly blessed
To have the knowledge of what's real
I want nothing less
Labels: Poetry Only Poetry
