About a Boy

The poison within my soul

Courses through my veins.

Day upon day

I work to heal the scares left behind

By such a wretched parasite.

Oh what troubles lie about

Like the bones of wicked men,

Scattered across the barren lands

Set against the futile winds of fate.

A quarrel with the world I possess

And I shall carry it until my day of rest.

Of much pain I can attest

And love’s embrace hath rendered

What little hope to carry my

Spirit from one day to the

Next, but no more and no less.

The double-edged sword deals

A heavy blow for each

Joy with which my heart sings.

A new dawn awaits what

Light yet remains.

I shall whisper not of things to come

For the stars have often silenced

Men of modest speech.

What fortune lies ahead I wonder,

What pleasures shall such a life bring?

The only thing left to do is live,

And to allow my feeble prayers

To bear fruit or to be cast,

Aimlessly, into the night breeze

Where deaf ears place such things.

Inner Spirit

Behind every word I speak,

Behind my hopes and fears,

When I am weak,

And when happiness appears,

I am always guided by one source.

The course

That I am on

Challenges me from dusk till dawn

But my spirit is strong.

A lifelong

Battle I face,

And often I want out of this place.

But one love

Is my guide

And I need not hide

For it will strengthen me.

I shall fulfill who I am suppose to be

With the almighty

By my side.

So I shall cast aside

My pride

And join my brothers and sisters worldwide,

In praise of the message of rastafari.

A Clearing

I came to path in a dark valley,

And it was narrow like a cold alley.

Musty and dusty,

I made my way down this road.

My heavy burdens continually slowed

My treacherous march.

Rising overhead like a Roman arch

Brush made way for a clear path.

Mislead by some devil’s wrath,

I continued hopelessly down this poisonous path.

Finally one day I came to clearing,

And the closer I came nearing,

I started to have this feeling.

A light came appearing,

And its presence alone was healing.

A new path appeared,

But looking at it I feared.

Rocks and stones

Where cast amongst this resting place of bones.

With so many unknowns,

I stopped to rest on my decision.

After my slumber I looked down my

Current path, and had a vision

And saw I would be lucky to scrape by.

Turning to this new route

I still had my doubt

With what I was about

To get into.

But without any clue,

I charged forward,

Into the great unknown.

Knowing it would not be straightforward

I tried not to fear what was not shown.

I am not alone,

But the future’s uncertainty

Has left me prone

To assumed distant certainty.

Love knows no time my dear,

So displace that fear,

Because I am here,

No matter how unclear,

This all may seem.

I once came to a clearing

And the closer I came nearing,

I started to have this feeling.

I chose wisely that day,

And even though I pay

For choices I made,

Some time ago.

I can now say I am not dismayed

For I have I suffered enough to know,

I was meant to find you

And love you through and through.

I once came to a clearing

And the closer I came nearing,

I started to have this feeling.

And I can say I am thankful for that day,

And to God I pray,

To never again let me go down that way. 

Winter

In this winter wonderland,

I am trying to withstand

The evil forces working against me.

Trying to just be

Me without having to conform

Is how I will weather the storm.

The internal pressures to perform

Have often consumed me,

But only because I didn’t want to disappoint thee.

You say the fire is not always there,

But I declare

That you need not beware

For there is something in the air

Whether or not it always seems to be there.

An important decision lies ahead

And every time I go to bed

I pray to God for this shred

Of hope.

I had been on such a slippery slope

And it amazes me still

To think I could find any hope until

You came along.

Stay strong

And just sit back and listen to those beautiful songs.

As the day of the savior’s birth nears,

The sign of celebration and cheer appears.

Gifts of thanksgiving and joy

Come in the form of a new toy.

What I want for Christmas can’t be bought in a store,

Or wrapped in wrapping paper.

What I adore

Is much greater.

On just a hope and a prayer,

I wish you would see in me

What I see in thee.

Sleep well my rose

And enjoy this bit of poetic prose

For my love has chose

And of this I do compose.

Rainy day

Grey clouds may be closing in

But I have faith that love shall win.

The aches and pains shall cease

For my love shall never decrease.

Rise from thy bed

Fair maiden

And look at the road

Ahead. The path may be laden

With obstacles and such,

But don’t run away and use those as a crutch.

In thy sickly hour,

I pray for thee to find thy strength and power.

Stay strong my dear,

Like the rose.

Let your thorns strike fear,

But you pedals bring cheer. 

I have not written any prose

So beautiful as you.

Do not let fear become true,

And please find it in your heart to love me too.

Second Family

Four brothers and rose

Compose my second family who chose

To stick by me even while I struggle with some woes.

I suppose

That those

People will always be important to me.

I shall always be in debt to thee

And I will guaranty

My unwavering loyalty.

Oh what great times we have spent,

And how time went

By,

But no one can deny,

Even when we say goodbye

We will always be nearby.

No matter how things go

Our relationships will continue to grow.

And although

We have our differences every now and then,

Such impediments shall be stifled again and again.

Upon my day of rest,

I shall claim myself blest

To have known such amazing people.

From the steeple,

My last song shall ring,

And for that moment I shall feel like a king.

Football Game

I see you standing there,

Happy and enjoying life without a care.

After a long week,

It appears as though you have found sweet relief.

My outlook on life has been bleak,

And thoughts of hope are marred by disbelief.

After the few minutes I actually get to talk to you,

I am left with trying to subdue

My thoughts of failure and shame.

I try not to complain,

I try not to go insane.

I try so hard not be a pain.

I know I am not anywhere near the main

Importance in your life so I maintain

My restrain

To venture into your school domain.

My love will never wane

And I would follow you to Spain

If I had to.

You just look so at peace with your friends

And it seems as though they provide something I can never give.

No matter how hard I spend,

I always seem to relive,

Moments of pain and sadness.

In all this madness,

You saw past all the badness,

And gave me a second chance.

I can’t dance,

And I am new to romance.

I wait by the phone every morning

Hoping you will call.

I love to hear your voice say good morning,

And when you apologize for nothing at all.

Waiting is my new occupation

And I hope my day of liberation

Comes soon.

So for now I will just have to sit and look at the moon,

And tell you I love you and hope to see you soon.