Thinking of Tomorrow

What is wrong with this world today?,
People always worry what their neighbors say,
They always compete to keep up with the Jones,
And along the way they cast the stones,
That somehow always come back to haunt them,
They should act like each day is a precious gem,
A gem that a higher power has bestowed,
So they could have a chance to know,
The happiness that true friends can bring,
Instead they walk around like they're missing something,
And when the answer rings loud and clear,
They hang they're heads and pretend not to hear,
For a valuable lesson they have learned,
It is better to love than for hatred to burn,
and when they begin this new life with love,
all of the problems they will rise above!

Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder what my life could be, 
Sometimes I wonder about life's uncertainty, 
Sometimes I think I'm a know it all, 
And Sometimes I think i missed the call, 
Sometimes happens more often than not, 
Sometimes be grateful for your lot, 
Sometimes life cant go your way, 
And when you think they wont, they may, 
So Sometimes when you think life is hard, 
Or that your life has dealt you not a card, 
Sometimes think of the people who care, 
Sometimes you'll see you get more than your share. 
Sometimes think of a butterfly on the wind, 
Sometimes think of the beauty that's within, 
And sometimes you will soon come to see, 
That this is what life is supposed to be. 

The Curb Jumper

How did that curb jump up in front of me?
And make me fall flat most unbecomingly,
A broken foot is the battle wound needing to mend,
To the hospital in an ambulance I did not intend,
So here I am now sitting my foot in a boot,
Lifted up from the floor the pain finally moot,
My knees are all scraped and continue to burn,
My ego is deflated my pride stubbornly torn,
An embarrasing act with too many witnesses,
Co-workers and bosses laughing at my fitness,
Well not really laughing and definitely concerned,
They came right through for me undeterred,
I can honestly say my name should be grace,
Maybe somehow that could help me save face,
One thing I know for sure most definitely,
I will stay away from that curb indefinitly,
So to the rear of the building with no curb to bite me,
I will park there and walk there and stay upright and see,
Who is the next person that curb will bite,
Not me for sure I will stay out of it's sight.

Love Lost

The barren winter scene looks so forlorn,
Just ice on the branches the leaves all shorn,
She cries on in the day like the night before,
Her heart has been shattered she can stand no more,
The love letters that flowed for years and years,
Dried up overnight but cannot dry her tears,
For a love that was so great just meant to be,
Her shattered heart, in the end, is just a tragedy,
She thought it was real the love that she felt,
But for him just a fling just another heart to melt,
And melt hers he did in so many ways,
His touch or his kiss could make hers sway,
She said to herself she would marry him someday,
But she wasn't good enough for him they say,
And through all her tears and cries for the past,
She wonders will she find a love that will ever last,
She cannot think of things that may be in the future,
For now her tears are acting just like a suture,
Mending her heart but encasing it in ice,
She decides then and their love is not nice,
She will never again wear her heart on her sleeve,
Where men like him can play it and leave it to freeze,

And now looking at the scene several months later,
The trees have their leaves spring is here- nothing greater,
Her heart feels the sun and begins to respond,
The ice melts so slowly the hurt still hasn't gone,
But the sun seems to be working it's magic,
She thinks of bygone days that seem so tragic,
Of the love that she lost just this past winter,
It doesn't hurt so bad now feels like a splinter,
And the days are so lovely just out of reach,
So she goes with her friends and heads to the beach,
Time to let the hurt go away and begin to heal,
A few moments was all she had left to steal,
She spends the day in the sand hanging with friends,
Where all day she was normal at least she can pretend,
She must get on with her life let go of the past,
But still she wonders why love did not last,
Will she mourn his loss for the rest of her days,
Or find someone else to help find the way,
Finding someone else is out of the question,
So she hangs on to the pieces with her depression,
And on her way home she cannot help but shop,
And buy flowers for his grave, she has one more stop.

Suffer the Children

A girl all alone sits on her bed praying for salvation,
A little boy cries in the night for the wrongs of this nation,
Pedophiles are released to carry on their lives as if it didn't matter,
Of whose child they abused I don't know what is sadder,
That we continue to let these criminals go causes me to worry,
Suffer the children, oh lord, listen for once to this story,
The little girl that is praying for you to please come and save her,
That man that her mommy calls love is bound to come in a blur,
The things he does to her body makes it hurt all over,
And tomorrow he will act as if nothing is wrong when he is sober,
Why does he do those horrible things when he visits her bedroom?
He is supposed to love her mother yet his love fills her with doom,
If he is going to be part of her mothers life she will have to run away,
He has already taught her too much about life she hangs her head in shame,
And believes that it is all caused because of something that she does,
She doesn't understand it is not her fault he does it just because,
And mommy the one person who is supposed to love and protect,
Has failed miserably surrounded by drugs she sadly loses her quest,
And the little boy that lives all the way on the other side of town,
Crying into the night he saves the fight for the road he must go down,
The woman his daddy is seeing hates him and gladly shows it,
As daddy goes out to go to work he prays silently where he sits,
But no matter how quietly he sits she will still find a way,
To beat him and black and blue why can't she just go away?
He remembers what it was like with his dad before she came along,
Yet his dad is blinded by her love and doesn't see what she does wrong,
He is tired as hell of this woman who fills his world with her hate,
He wishes to the core of his soul his dad could find someone else to date,
His Dad never listens to him but always believes in her lies,
Oh that bruise?  He got that when he fell off the slide,
He is a normal red blooded American boy playing at the park,
And these things just seem to happen to him it is such a lark,
His dad refuses to see how his boy is changing her hate consumes him,
He wants to scream at the entire world, hatred fills him to the brim,
Daddy won't see what is front of him he claims he loves her still,
And daddy wants him to shut his mouth and he does because he knows the drill,
Suffer the children of this earth oh Lord did you know how it all would turn out?
That the children today would suffer this much I am sure you saw - no doubt,
Can't someone just for once show these poor kids how much they have to give,
And free them from their bonds so that they can be just what they are-just kids.

What a week!

What a week!

Oh wow what a week, busy as a bee,

Not a single moment to let loose, be me,

Mid term was a bear studying every night,

Work was not much better everyone out like a light,

Our government can't get along they think they wear a crown,

And while they all bicker our government shuts down,

People on furlough they are hurting us with out a care,

Why should they care they are still getting their share,

It just kills the working class people who are barely hanging on,

Who fight for an old belief,  whose days may be long gone,

A way of life they have known for all of their lives,

Is gone now buzzing in the past like an ancient beehive,

People are losing their dreams of a country in the past,

And wondering how long their savings will continue to last,

And turn on the news these days its all filled with propaganda,

Losing sight of the right they fought for it's called the  miranda,

Our children are going to be left with this mess we call our country,

The debts of the next generation to pay who cares as long as they are comfy,

And one morning driving to work my head filled with these thoughts,

What happened to the country I knew, for which our forefathers fought,

I say it is time to step up and say that we can take no more,

Of your governance and intolerance and more that you have in store,

For your middle class people who are losing their ground slipping to poverty,

Everyone else can see it except those in the powers that be,

But isn't it our jobs as citizens to right the wrongs of those in control?

And only until we can do that will we be relieved of paying that toll,
While the government realizes for all their sins the people must pay,
I am glad to make it through the week, especially glad it is FRIDAY!

A Jewish Family

A Jewish Family

His family they are huddling, listening for the footsteps,

Wondering who tonight the Gestapo have come to arrest,

Their friends and their families have all gone away,

Their union is strong but how much will they have to pay,

For the closed minded horror that this new regime brings,

And the people they hate - they  hate just about everything,

Through it all they hide in a bunker that his hands steadily built,

But in this instant his father looks around defeated with the guilt,

For not having had enough money to get his family away safely,

He pleads on deaf ears to his god to lead his family to safety,

It goes on and on as they hide hidden away from the world,

This family is fighting everyday including a boy and a girl,

One son and one daughter, whom they love way too much,

They hide them away from the world where they start to lose touch,

They manage to hide for years thanks to his Pa's great thinking,

And one night the boy becomes a  man without even blinking,

Unaware of the danger  his dad goes out to find some food,

He is surrounded in the forest and instantly is gone for good,

The Nazi's have come rounding up all the people that are in hiding,

They hear the screaming and the gunshots in the hole where they are abiding,

Shaking and Nervous they wait and they pray for this war to end very soon, 

One day they will return home to their farm, where they have plenty of room,

If they are found they will be sent off to a concentration camp if they are lucky,

They are fighting for their lives but in this hole, their nerves are feeling plucky,

They are bickering a lot amongst themselves, nervous, confined to that hole,

The Nazi's have stolen their homes and their lives but they cannot have their souls,

And then one day they notice something is strangely out of place,

After hours of debating the silence,  they slowly creep out of their base,

People are wandering everywhere and one person screams and shouts,

"Our dreams have finally come true- the War is over just about!"

After 4 years of hiding,  this family starts the walk to their home,

And realize that someone is living in it and it is no longer their own,

Their Old neighbor takes them in and gives them a place to stay,

They save their money and buy back the farm living for a new day,

The work is so hard and starting over a chore especially for the boy,

But he does it as a lasting tribute to his dad who the Nazi's used as a toy,

And then one day in blinding sun while out plowing the fields to the east,

The sweating boy looks up from his plough to see a starving beast,

The beast is walking towards him with a limp and a huge smile,

The smile widens and is coming closer, closing the distance of miles,

The boy is mesmerized watching and he can't believe his eyes when he sees,

The beast is not a beast at all but a human that was hidden by the trees,

And the boy is taken aback as he recognizes the man not seen for years,
The same eyes are smiling back at him and both sets are full of tears.