Sea Maac

Good Morning teacher! Starts the day

In a familiar city but different surroundings

Admiring these beaming faces

No longer graced by youth

The strive for anomalous knowledge is a price tag of allegiance

What day is today; a slow and doubtfully beautiful answer replies

Not accompanied by the famous but encircled with the brave

Scribbles and bending necks then reappearing with smiles

Pushing alien speech off of hesitant tongues

Repetition being the cause to imbed

4 walls and 9 students

We welcome to encourage new comers

They are looking for the entrance gates to open

For us to accept theqir callused hands

Fighting for her open arms

And then there comes.....

The blinds have been shifted down

shielding those close from reality

feeling the rays of fake sunshine when they are locked in the invisible

shadows

The maid begins to clean

noticing someone peaking in through the cracked window

Quickly closing it, politely she invites the stranger in

they enter hoping for truth but its to late

their masks have been glued

tight

The masks never to come off except in complete darkness

so all strangers won't see the truth

clever they are, one day to be fooled

leaving the front door unlocked for all strangers to

see

Pa

The ironed begin to crumple

the wrapping around two unwinds

one will still wait impatiently

as the other skips on forward

the contrast is trying so hard to be erased

going on pretending of the non-existent

as a bystander happens to see right through

Standing by watching the pain

wanting to make things improve

other cowards hands not wanting the repercussions

Scared thing won't change

wanting that same effect to return

is it worth throwing away five years

confusion in the eyes of the beholder

Realizing the truth of the walkers love

not going wishing to be a substitute

the differences are worlds apart

rewinding to the TCBY rain dance

last supper draws nearer but standing outside

walker says separation made us unite

nevertheless regretting our time spent

Forceful

The words are spoken of a mythical figure

a story relentlessly passed down

scientific proof being disregarded

however continuing to side with a cross

Good things happen to which he is blamed

the people responsible going unrecognized

miracles exist in the rare

science is the truth to the equations

Fingers point at his rival for the bad

fairy-tales outweigh the criminals

when no one is at fault

accusation goes to what lies beneath

Judgement passed by both believers

this figure could be true

but credence cannot be pushed

everyone has their own truth

C.H.O.P.

Once a year I walk down this hall

everything is white and pure

wanting the doors locked to me

Too many, they are grateful

this place defines many lives

its reason may be pleasant or unforgiving

Wanted to be an outsider for years

took years before the understanding to sink in

having a life that can be called my own

Finally grasping the unlocked door

I walk in and there lays the nuclear machine

but still hoping to be free for one day

11.08.08

Anomalous

Heart stopping
the diagnosis is not good
created itself in nine months

but could only survive six
Flashing lights
the mind drift begins to float towards the clouds
questioning of everything I have not seen
the fights beat encourages survival
Four Walls
enclosed by white but wishing for blue skies
carried to fresh air
set free but never understanding
Doctors speaking
wanting to reach forgiveness
can't run without having to take a breath
limits are alway creating boundaries
Finding passion
teski inspiring true love
to the path of photography
a feeling that can't be topped
Scared forever
never knowing when the timer will give out
or when the those four walls will beckon once again
the sooner won't change the nightmares
It's broken
unfading scars are relentless
a hurt heart defeats a chance of normality
choosing to side with great differences
My gift
i grasped for life in those hours
understanding that they are in my lucky life
these are my scar to show to the world