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Only Choice

A Moai head sits on my chest
gazing yonder, beyond the horizon…
               ever watching, ever waiting,

Lying on a funeral pyre
I toss and turn and couldn’t sleep
Streams of tears flow through my eyes
Molten lava gushes through my veins,
Yet, like a flower I yearn to bloom
knowing well I’ll soon wither away,
Like the soul embracing a life
knowing well it’ll soon fritter away.

A wandering mind
A restive spirit
    tethered to a diminishing soul

THE BEAUTIFUL JOURNEY TO PARENTHOOD

It starts with whispers, soft and low, A dream two hearts begin to grow. A wish upon the silent skies, A spark of love behind their eyes. The waiting days stretch long and wide, Hope dancing gently at their side. Then morning light with trembling hands— A test, a smile, a new life planned. They count the weeks, they read, prepare, A little room, a teddy bear. The tiny kicks, the quiet tears, The nesting built with joyful fears. Each heartbeat strong within the womb Is music echoing through the room. And every pain, and every cry Is love that teaches how to fly. Then comes the day the world

education

they're taking the stories from off our kids' shelves
because they cannot know what is good for themselves
if we don't decide for them and help them to know
what is evil, then surely to hell they will go

they're taking the lunches from off our kids' plates
they looked at the data of what poor kids ate
and saw the huge debts of these five-year-old youths
and are stopping the debt by removing the foods

they're taking the thoughts out of all our kids' heads
these kids were the future, but robots instead

an old new face

I saw you last night in the low café light,
Not the same glare from the schoolyard fight—
No sneer, no shove, no cruel delight—
Just you, and a laugh that didn't bite.

The years have turned your edges round,
Where sharp words used to echo loud.
You smiled, and something in me drowned—
A memory gasped. I wasn’t proud.

You once made shadows out of my days,
Tripped my tongue, set halls ablaze
With whispered jokes and sideways praise—
Back then, I swore I'd never gaze

At you with anything but scorn.
But now I’m torn.

I am waking up now

I am waking up now
The time is 8:00am
I am starting to get ready
For the day
First I am shaving my
Face the old fashion away
It is very hard to do
I have to do it slowly
If I do it fast I will cut my face
It takes me 20 minutes to shave
When it is over
I will go into my shower
When my shower is over
I will turn my shower off
Then I will dry my body
With a bath towel
Now is time for me
To get dress
In to my casual clothes
I will put my pajama and
My underwear inside the
Laundry bag

Goodbye dad

Goodbye dad
I am heart broken
That I have lost you
So fast
I can't stop crying
Yes I could never believed
That you had to part so soon
But deep down
I could not stand to see you
Suffer every day
Battling you disease
I tried to make you
Comfortable
Also I had to be strong for you
And it is very hard to do
Yes you lost you battle
And at the same time
It was hard to see you leave
This earth
But at the same time
I must understand that
You are in a better place them
Me
You are living a new life in
Heaven