The Last Day of School

Its been a while, there is a lot for me to say.
We all had good times until the last day.
I wish that day wouldn’t end just yet.
Those days come rarely, they are always the best.
Whether I’m dueling in the U.
Or Acting like a complete fool.
It just for jokes and few laughs.
Having fun feel way better than doing math.
We walk to Wal-Mart and just play around in the store.
Acting on our own, we need nothing more.
We are there for one another, that is hard to find.
The world around show us that people aren’t so kind.
From High School we have experience bad things.
Now its seem different, what else could we bring.
Life is like a journey, who knows what lie ahead.
Walking along the path, an idea comes to my head.
Outside in the field, I see all my friends.
Standing outside waiting for me to come out.
I shouldn’t give up, Its too early for this to end.
I want to smile openly and to not have any doubts.
All that time I felt alone and yet.
I never knew that this would happen next.
I was closing to losing my sanity.
I want to be good person and keep my humanity.
I like to be able to touch a kitty or
Be sneaky and quiet like the squirrel.
Anything is possible, There’s good in the world.
It makes feel better that I have go through a lot
I am still here,
I’m Glad
And in the words of Old Man Spock.
“ Live Long and Prosper”

A Place I'll Never Forget

In south of Alabama is a town called New Brockton.
A boy from the north gets to the house starts walking.
He explores the area, from street to street.
It amazing how he never gives up despite the heat.
He stays with his loving grandmother.
Caring for her, they help out one another.
He walk to the gas station for some snacks.
See someone riding an ATV in the back.
On Sunday, there is church to serve God
The boy is there to listen while others just nod.
Giving his ears to listen to the word.
After service, there is a feast that they serve.
All that food to fill him up.
Feeling thirsty, He take some water in a cup.
Even though he has his grandmother, he feels alone.
Remembering his friends back home.
He misses them, but he has to do something first.
For him, this the place to get rid of the curse.
He feel as this place has never changed.
During the summer it is dangerous when it rains.
Lightning flashes through the sky while thunder goes Boom.
It feels as the earth shaking along with me in the room.
The boy isn’t afraid but he worries sometimes.
About the people in their trucks passing him by.
He never stay long but he always enjoys coming down.
His Grandmother lets him know, there is no reason to frown.
Waving good-bye to New Brockton, back on the road.
He doesn’t forget but still has a long way to go.

A new day has come. :)

When we wake up in the morning, it’s a new day.
The people around me, do I want to push them away?
Living in the shadows, sitting still and really quiet.
Not wanting to be found. The people begin to riot.
It is May, Now what will come of us.
I have patience while others have had enough.
Break things, hurt people, the list goes on.
In the end, you will realize what you did was wrong.
You turn to family, They want nothing to do with you.
I felt alone, but my friends were the ones that came through.
I am grateful that I met them and we have good times.
I want to be able carry myself high as the sunrise.
To be with those who care, spending time with me.
The past likes to sneak up and deceive.
Who knows what people I may run in to
And what they may have up their sleeve.
My experiences have showed me to be careful.
To hold those responsible who have done bad.
Keep a grudge with them in really sad.
Don’t dwell.
It will wear off like a spell.
My faith is strong like a dragon’s flame.
Knowing that no human being is above me,
That we as humans are all the same.
We are sometimes stubborn about certain things.
9/11, the untimely recession, and who else
Know what time will bring.
Feeling like a ghost, that is what I felt like as a boy.
Getting know myself and others, I felt an inner joy.
Doing your best, having fun, winning doesn’t matter.
When you caught up in yourself,
All those victories, they just get scattered.
At home, I spent my time alone with no one to care.
At school, I had found my way out, even though
Life is Unfair.
Run squirrel run up the tree.
Close behind chasing you is the kitty.
At the end of the day, the sun has gone down.
Like trees we have to stay green
Or else we die sadly and turn brown.