What Crosses My Mind

  • While the Presses Run

    While the presses run, people continue to be real, if in a day I change my focus, the shell I’ve composed will remain on the surface.   While the presses run, the value of love does remain, if in a moment she sheds a real tear, nothing in the world will satisfy her impressive fear.…

  • A White Man’s Struggle

    I spoke of this in my classroom today, it didn’t make sense, I still haven’t figured out a way, to not seem utterly dense. I’m a White man trying to be understanding, yet every time I try I end up again, landing square upon my own ignorance and cry. I’m a White man rocked with…

  • My Muslim Friends

    I’m crying tonight I don’t want to be a part of this the confusion is an ignorance I didn’t plan upon, I wish not to look in your eyes and feel your pain, I hope for love, that smile of beauty, the caress of humanity suggest we are a beautiful people together, not apart, not…

  • My World A Ruthless Shame

    I grew up with certain freedoms, Though I was never really told, I only understood a world of fiefdoms From books I read. I wasn’t bold. ~ My dreams were made with managed Challenge, the bounty being compassion Beyond a society of greed is the adage Spoke a loud in a personal fashion. ~ The…

  • “The World is Watching”

    Tradition suggests acknowledge ourselves In scheme, our spiritual karma wanes, Like to believe that humanity delves Where love in peace speaks hopeful gains. ~ Wild abandon ills principled decline In our children’s eyes we extinguish fire, That reckoning once spoke roses and whine Today, private anguish will less inspire. ~ Young minds of tomorrow whose direction…

  • I Tried

    I tried to understand, while waves of despair enveloped my mind, tossing me, slapping me, a ruthless affair. ~ My hands were locked inside a pattern everyone else excluded me from knowledge, that reality of pain. ~ When on occasion, a happier time, we could reflect upon the insanity … well such is rare. ~…

  • Lacking Skin

    I draw little attention to who I am based solely upon a certain gem some would call the bane of life yet I might think of none of them. ~ I walk in a department store alone gather little if any attention shown I could probably open the register take a dollar bill and dial the…

  • Angry, Now!

    I want to , I sort of need to, I certainly wish to, If I could only suggest, I wonder if anyone might, I really have this immediate desire, how can I explain truly how upset I feel about our society and its ability to hide behind our own lethal ignorance. “I don’t believe in…

  • Forget Me Next Time

    Please your time is wasted wonder about someone else pity the wise who stay away to recognize the value of no result again. We speak to no one if we suggest anyone at all can really matter. Last week he was beaten to death and we looked away so that conversation would never occur anymore.…

  • Our Lives Mirrored

    *** We all have lives, this cannot be argued no matter the girth or the slight however, the notoriety or discretion, each idiosyncratic measure of who we are can only be truly defined internally. ~ But, you knew that already, that’s why last night downtown with the boys, you made an ass of yourself, went…