Humans why are you so insatiable? Why must you continue to take from Mother Nature? Everyday we awake in our borrow surrounded by nature, we breath in the fresh air of our home forest and smile from the sheer beauty and freedom of it…but while hunting for our morning meal we must endanger our lives to cross your manmade roads that is infested with your rolling monsters. I understand that we must all share the earth however you continue to take away more and more of our home. You cut down the trees, dig up our homes and you kill our kind to make more roads for your monsters. When would you be satisfied with what you have? When would you stop taking what little is left of our home? Maybe you will never be satisfied and this note will be lost on the winds, but I pray that one day you will heed our cry and the cry of Mother Nature.
Tick tock, tick tock, the hands of life travels slowly around the clock…
Tick tock, tick tock, live love laugh and gay, if we are lucky that’s the time it will display…
Tick tock, tick tock, move faster my love before it stops…
Tick tock, tick tock, live your life without fear, evade the drop…
Tick tock, tick tock, the life cycle of humans are annotated by the knock.
Dreams are a reflection of our past lives, we catch a glimpse of what was then, mixed into the now telling us a story of our true selves…the power and emotions we felt. Dreams are the visions of our destiny coaxing our subconscious into action… know that the cycle of life continues… we will return in another life.
The door was locked when I arrived beaten and lost…with bleeding hands I pounded the solid oak hoping for help…but no one came….stumbling through the dark I crawled to the next door which was slightly ajar, so I pushed while screaming for help… the door became stuck…and then I noticed a shadow in the dim light… sticking my torn hand through the gap, I begged for help…but the shadow disappeared… knowing that I can go no further I withdrew my hand as I withdrew myself, into myself thinking, only I can save me…
Head downcast, dressed in all black for the burial, sadness all around…the time for morning is now gone, lift your head and see the life around you, see that life is still within you…you must keep living…feel the breeze on your face, the freshness of the morning as the birds chirp and the sun peaks over the horizon to say hello…take some time to look at the trees as they sway in the breeze waving to you as you pass by…..please LIVE life because eventually we all will die but there are moments when we forget to LIVE.
Do you really think that our roads are the same?
…your road was paved with untainted tar, the obstacles of life were uprooted and your vision was enhanced by the carefully installed light poles of guidance.
…my road was never maintained, it was left with the many potholes of life. The light that was left to lead you simply does not exist on mine. My road has always been dark… where I was left to stumble, hoping to find my way to a peaceful destination.
So don’t judge me by using your road as a guide, we all travel different parts in life. Move over and let me complete my journey because in the end, this plight is my struggle… it is my fight.
Valentine’s day is not only for lovers it’s also for friends…Happy Valentine’s day my friend, thank you for being there for me even through the raging storms of life…holding my hands and drying my tears when my heart ached to the point of shredding…Happy Valentine’s day my friend you will forever have my love, trust and I will always have your back…Valentine’s day is not only for lovers it’s also for you my friend.