Flicker

Love doesn’t have to die. Don’t let
your light fade. Even if it flickers,
it’s still progress made. Think of
the steps you took. Look around.
Stay strong. Your light will shine,
or at least, glow. Love will grow.
I could be wrong, but who knows?
Allow the fire, from within, to burn
away any hate left on your plate.
Unleash the beast. Remove the leash.
Don’t lose that pep in your step.
Moving forward is your best bet.
Don’t rest until you feel your best.
Stay in the fight. You’re doing great.
Let your light illuminate the sky
before, during, and after the sunrise.

Fade to Gray

Time continues to slip
through my gentle grip.
The clothes on my back
continue to get ripped.
My words get flipped.
Blue skies open wide
bringing those who hide
out into the holy light.
Blue skies seem to fade
to gray when the sun
goes away. I don’t mind
doing a little dance
under the thunder.
Days fade to gray
as rain drops drip
onto a vacant crypt.
All colors eventually
fade to gray. Evidently,
some shade is man-made.






Behind the Scenes

I am the leading actor
in this movie of life.
The cameras are rolling
all day and all night.
The scenes are shot
from my eyesight
with or without light.
The film developed
is stored in my brain.
There are no ‘cuts’ or
‘do-overs’. The camera
keeps rolling whether
sleeping or bowling.
As my movie finishes,
my memory diminishes.
Once the movie is made,
all things in life fade.
Only if you saw behind
the scenes, you would
understand the man
that I am. You would
see all that I was:
the good, bad, and ugly.
See me for me and look
for all the good things
that I am and will be.


2nd Thoughts

Off with his head – wait. Forget what I said. I did
not mean to be mean. I’d be out of my mind
to take out someone else’s. I can’t seem to get
outside of my head. Wait. Did I take my meds?
I forgot what I said… Who can I trust when
everyone I know turns to dust? Time to shake
off the rust. With time rushed, I make amends
with the friends inside my head even though
some of them want me dead. At times, I see
colors of green turn red. Is this what Kanye
feels like when he doesn’t act right? Good thing
I don’t know what I don’t know. Yet, I do know
that it will be alright once I enter in battle
and ignite the light revealing a new life.


Making Memories

My memories fade
as new ones are made.
Although I’m afraid,
I don’t want to forget
the people of my past.
I think about them often.
I can only hope that
these memories last.
The memories I make
could never be replaced.
These memories crowd me;
they follow me around
and sometimes help me
when I am
d
o
w
n.
I’m thankful to be involved
in memories evolved.
My memories fade
as new ones are made,
but I’ll never forget
the things you did.
When I think about us,
it’s my memories I trust.