Image from Pexels He was born thereWith his familyHe always sharedOf WIFI, he has no ideaOil lamps for lightAnd a stack of booksTo pass the timeHe doesn’t have all the thingsWe are used toBut he is still happy Alex
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The Girl At Her Piano
Image from Pixabay With every noteThat she playsThe happy and sadShe let’s goLike shootingDark and lightInto the airCreating your ownMasterpiece called life Alex
Summer Days
Image from Pixabay As a kidWhen school was outIt felt like a dreamBecause the kids will no longerBe meanEverything felt within reachAnd looking forwardFor my day at the beach Alex
Patched Blanket
Image from Pexels They will wrap up in itWhen you are bornIt will cuddle youWhen you have nightmaresAs a kidBe with youOn picnic datesAnd keep you warmIn your old age Alex
Drugs
Image from Pixabay Your lifeThey will driveBreaking up your familyAnd sending you in mechanicallyYour life you can rebuildRemoving all the cobwebsAnd everything that could kill Alex
The Bird (Guest Post)
Image from Pixabay I hear a symphonyin the world around meas I go througheach passing day.From the thump of machineryto a bird's song,the whisper of the windand the hum of tires on asphalt.Everything in the worldmakes a songfor those who listen,A quiet tuneborn of an invisible creatorunique to the worldyou wander through.Sometimes I only catchbits … Continue reading The Bird (Guest Post)
First Heartbreak
Image from Pixabay First loveIs toughUnknown feelings that were never feltThat will make your heart meltNot easy to overcomeBut first loveIs always fun Alex
Gay Love
Image from Pexels In the ’80sLoving youHad to be untrueIf our relationship we failTo hideJail barsYou will find us behindWhile AIDSIs killing usOne by one Alex
Man
Image from Pexels Being a manDoesn’t give you the rightTo disrespect a womanWhatever she desiresShe is allowed to wearAnd she doesn’t need youTo stareBeing her husbandDoesn’t give you the rightTo grab herBy her hair Alex
Legs
Image from Pixabay My legsI don’t hateBecause it is just my fateMine just need wheelsAt least I have seatAnd don’t need a chairAnywhere I goBut when my wheels stopI’m at a stand-stillOr in my caseMore like a sit-still Alex
