Calling sides
Major dilemma
Taken in strides
Years come and go
Making room for us to grow
But what will come of
Yelling that coverts to anger
And anger
Nothing
Let our resolve
Be greater than nothing
Calling sides
Major dilemma
Taken in strides
Years come and go
Making room for us to grow
But what will come of
Yelling that coverts to anger
And anger
Nothing
Let our resolve
Be greater than nothing
When the Des Plaines and Illinois Rivers
Meet
Headed to the Mississippi
There is a pace
Nestled on the shores
Of Lake Michigan
Black building scraping the sky
Leaning back
On the windy side
At the bed of the river
Lies mysteries
And long live series
Notes and pens
Float at the riverbed
Years of passing through a city’s heart
And in all of our heads
When the three rivers make one
And down stream it flows
Through Chicago
New Years Sky
New York City
Bustling streets
Everyday dreams
On the streets
Lifted up to
Empire high
Ever upwards
And continually so
Feeling the New Years glow
There is a place
I wish to go
When the snow gets cold
When the sun is
Grey with clouds
Obstructing the way
Out on the western edge
Way west
Just past Ventura
And Sunset
In January
Eve of February
Take me there
Evening sweet
Coffee gallery
Of beans
From all over the world
One cup
One whirl
Spring water
Fresh through the grounds
Can be found
In any town
Coffee gallery with a view
To see the beauty of golden hues
Acidity
Acute courage
Lingering verbiage
Subservient against
The grain
Go
Getter
In a time of full blown fear
Tearing at our hearts
And minds
Acute courage is needed
In the thickest of weeds
So that the strong can truly
Be
A rotten destiny
Filled with blasphemy
Blaming infamy
Of tyranny
On the everyday man
And woman
Even
And odd
But when people die
Not even the truth can imply
That responsibility is ours
Behind these bars
I scream
Is there space on the bus
Moving in one straight line
In space and time
All along
While the bell rings
From the yellow line
All the way down the roads
As the old chains creek and pull
The linear bus and its passengers
Freewheeling
At last
Hard work sucks
It beats you up
Tears you down
All the while
The world spins round
The commitment must not waiver
Construction creation and assemble
Hard work makes you stronger
Sunrise sunset
Making you better
With every practice set
It is staying up late
And waking up early
From Thursday to Thursday
Everyday is a workday
It’s opportunity seen
And opportunity taken
No questions asked
No errors mistaken
Hard work wakes you up
And keeps you up
The competition grinds
While you fill your cup
With more coffee to keep going
Never stop
Never slowing
It frustrates and confuses
Engages and amuses
This is what I have learned about hard work
So when you shake my hand
In my eyes you look
The lines in my skin
I have earned
With every opportunity I took