Tiny

 Doll house
Tiny house
Doll house
Tiny living 
Small car
Small clothes
Tiny shoes
Tiny food
Small bike
Small BBQ 
Tiny people 
Tiny room
Tiny hat 
Tiny coat
Small bathtub 
Small boat

Educate me

Educate me

Show me the way 

Yes

I may stray

Then again 

I may not

Educate me 

Teach me your grand lesson 

I may make mistakes 

But

So is life

Sudae

 I ate your hot fudge sundae

Forgive me I Implore

I was hungry

And it was just sitting there

I didn't know it was yours

I ate your hot fudge sundae

With peanuts on top

Whipped cream to

Ate it with a spoon

I ate your hot fudge sundae

It was good on a hot day

Still

I am sorry 

Bur you did leave it lieing there

How was I supposed to know it was your

I saw no name on it

But

Let me pay for it

And you can get a new one

Voices

 Voices lost in the past

You can barely hear them

A poetry's cry

A poet's yell

A poet trying to get a point across

Voices from the past

Reach out to the people today

Don't make the same mistakes our Government made

Voices from the pats

Peace

Love

No war

March no more

Spread peace

Stop hate

It's not to late

Voices from the past

Their calls are heard today

A nation hurting

A nation in pain

Voices from the past

Hear them

Repeat them

Honor them

Before it is to late

I wish

I want to fly

I want to touch the heavens

To soar

Spread my wings and go

Leaving the Earth behind

But no

Here I am at this desk for 8 hours

Locked in and weighted down

Stacks piled high they reach the sky

while I am here on the ground

I want to start a rebellion

Forge the way so others can be free

My boss says no more dreams

My boss says no you have a heavy load

My boss says I make the rules and don't you forget it

I am no ones slave

Do the job yourself 

That is what I would like to say

However

I dredge on

Wordsmith

 The word belongs to the wordsmith

To shape and form into a sentence

The wordsmith then forms two

Words begin to feel the page

A paragraph

Emotions stream like rain

Emotions flow like the otions

Life begins

Life ends

Two paragraphs

Swearing

Sweating

Tears

Blood 

Soon the wordsmith has written a page

Soon two pages

Three and more

Will it ever stop

Boy

 I once knew a boy

How he would dream all day

Nothing was out of reach

Everything could be done

I once knew a boy

Who could make worlds spin

Who made up worlds

Who made you grin

I once knew a boy

Not afraid to challenge the norm

Not afraid to ask the hard questions

Not afraid to speak the truth even if it hurts

I once knew a boy 

Who lived each day as if it were his last

Took a chance

Never looked back