Poems

Definition of a Man

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First into this world

Care taker of this planet

Made to become a leader amongst many

But to be a bread winner and protector of those precious to him

Give a monumental task of accountability

Deserving the credibility of Character

A symbol of much hope to those whom lack

A friend to those who show respect back

A good listener to those who seek reason

But a great speaker to those who need something to believe

A lover of ONE woman, the opposite gender

A thoughtful thinker and a confident believer

A hard worker and not a lazy individual

A patient disciple and one of Gods many pupils

Most important tasked with the art of being world’s strongest gladiator and multiple championship winner

Sunset

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Watching it all set….
The sky change from that chalk color blue
The mood of the night darken from bright
And I’m wishing they made a net for catching the thoughts rolling in my mind…

Nothing could be more peaceful
Then seeing the kids roll through the park across the way
The sound of the ice cream truck
And thoughts of me reminiscing on those young days

IPod and Bible at my side….
Gain wisdom through a few words of text
And hear many tunes to calm my soul to rest
And feel the breeze to know life has now been de-stressed….

If I could sail or had a boat
….oh the choices of where I could go….
Drake’s flows are taking him straight to the top
And lady bird lake will start my adventure to unfold

….but no there aren’t many fears…..
Water almost as high as the planks
But last year when I didn’t even think….
I made it to today in the speed of a blink

Beautiful thing dreaming is….
All the thoughts in the world live in here…
But on the other side we call reality
That’s where the dreams can re-appear!

But I sit out hearing all the birds chirp their familiar tunes
I watch the fish swim in the lake in their school bus colored crews
And as I watch IH-35 cars disappear into the night
Oh how watching this sunset has been such a delight….

The Re-approach

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Seen it all through the lens

Not the first time I watched the story

unfold like cookies on a metal sheet

but this one is a second go around

a Finals Championship repeat

If you could understand what I saw

The first time I saw the crooked lens

Then the reason that 2 x 2 = 4

Would not be in tact

It wouldn’t add up…nah…

not even a little bit

But the situation that lies ahead…

Isn’t something new….something Ive seen grow within

Something that will take time to develop

Correct, Apply, Understand, and Deeply root within….

Despite the crazy turns that lie on the cracks

the cracks of the glass lens

that skews the vision of the beholder

…I just hope that wisdom sees through the craziness as these lens grow older

There is only so much that can be changed

for these cracked lens

so my fight is not with the holder

its making amends to these broken lens

I hope that I can supply the correctional tools

or replace the lens with something new

Something breathless…something invigorating

A white tint…a new frame…and gloss up the package just a little bit

Though with time…and with much force

the lens begin to crack even more

despite the pressure to stay together

this one is close to biting dust and blowing free like feathers….

As my correctional applications fail

The calculations that seem perfect

just don’t hit a nail

or didn’t foretell…

or didn’t even save the two last pieces…nah the plan hasn’t prevailed

Trust as I must and believe is all I can

That something will be done despite the wrong lens being seen

And maybe one day, understanding, and guidance

Love, trust, caring, openness, and many other happy thoughts

will guide a holder to understanding…..

“I was only fixing how I was told and taught”

The moon comes out during the night, and lights up

A darkly light sky with many stars

And one big one comes up past Mars

Raining down light and heat

But keeps use from a cold, dark world of defeat

So as the sun is blocked by the crooked lens

Faith, love, and hope…the best of these being love

Will one day fix this lens

one day instilled the light within

And re-approach the situation….

this not where this story ends…..