Wednesday, September 12, 2007
I find that people define themselves by what they have than by what they have done. A house, a car, nice clothing can make a world of difference for some people. Knowledge, the pursuit of good means nothing sometimes. I find this quite amazing. Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Old age
The scent of old spice and old age Memories forgotten of wars fought of loves lost Savoring the moment I watch you... thinking sadly... this will be me someday Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
What a sad tale we're living
We're drunk with ignorance Walking blind into our destinies Hoping to find dreams fulfilled without a plan A man answers a question addressed to God and no one notices What a sad tale we're living Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
What is the price
What is the price of blood of a pound of flesh Who knows the price for the loss of a child's innocence When hope is lost and despair is king what will be the price Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
I work not for glory
I work not for glory or tales of good deeds done I work for bread I work hoping for change but the world is changing me Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
I've broken no vow
I've broken no vow Nor prayed on the poor My love is love Hate is not at my core I fight for a greater self Amidst the marionettes I want to be more than A flawed man Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
I am a man
I am fire. The last man standing between earth and air I am fair I am wanting only peace, joy and brotherhood I am a man. Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Thoughts out loud (haiku)
So much thoughts of his- tory. So much things left to dust. We reminisce. Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Where is home in these woods of this world
where is home in these woods of this world where is the sweet smell of homemade bread and jam the soft touch of a mother's hand the memory of childhood at Christmas with the overwhelming joy at the thought of Santa Claus where is home in these woods of this world where is it how can we find it... Sign in to see full entry.
The athlete and society
Why do we worship athletes? Why is it that an athlete can receive so much in salary in so little time? Is it fair that a woman or man can make millions because the are more athletic than the rest of us? These same individuals my not have achieved much academically. From their position as athletes... Sign in to see full entry.