More or Less
Keep it real if you represent,
The way one should treat his fellow man.
I believe, “We The People” can part,
With a small piece of land,
We should all receive,
Just for being an American.
What’s Affordable Housing?
When you start out with nothing.
Longing for something,
Other than suffering.
We all need someplace to begin again,
Because, Homelessness is never planned.
Sometimes things just happen,
And you end up where you land.
We all need something worth believing.
Some wonder what,
They will be receiving.
Others want every moment,
To be spent on achieving,
Instead of living on,
Other people’s leavings.
The rich get richer,
And the poor are born to suffer,
With Not Enough.
Is that a cause worth fighting for?
It takes a lot of Love…
Words spoken that evoke emotion,
In a Homeless Newspaper,
And a crazy notion that those with less,
Can be worth a whole lot more.
Micro Housing…
Tiny Homes…
How small is too small?
How much is not enough?
What’s definitely necessary?
Need it to live,
Can’t do without it,
Important stuff?
What makes a simple?
Small dwelling a home?
Part of a community,
Instead of being alone.
Where people there ask you,
“How are you doing?”
And really do care what happens to you.
I can’t afford to find a way out,
And so many know,
What I’m talking about.
They call this “The Land of Opportunity”
That’s what I truly want this to be,
For everybody.
To make life a fair fight,
And an American Right,
And me trying to do it,
Through Poetry.
Challenges
Time is your most precious commodity,
When the time you spend,
Makes a big difference to somebody.
I’m Grateful that someone,
Somewhere out there needs me.
I feel like a blind man who claims,
“I Can See!”
Trying to teach people how to be happy,
By being the example they need me to be.
A man who one day hopes to achieve,
To teach others,
What it truly means to Believe.
So many come to make it and then disappear.
Someone no one remembers was even here.
What happens in your life,
Is just the price that you pay,
For the costly lessons learned along the way.
The truth is the truth and fact is fact.
You can only go forward, you can’t go back.
It’s way too late by now,
To throw in the towel,
By backing out or thinking ‘bout,
Turning Around.
So much just up ahead,
That has yet to be found.
Where you’ve been, where you are now,
And where you’re bound.
As bad as it gets, it can always get worse,
When it’s not what you expected,
Or what you deserved.
If you did the best you could,
No matter how much it hurt.
Consider it the test you had to go through first.
You’ve got to give credit where credit is due,
When you’re better off,
Because of what you went through.
Put yourself into another man’s shoes,
Who’s accustomed to suffering and singing the blues,
And ask yourself, “What can I possibly do?”
The next step is up to you…
Life should be fun for everyone,
By seeing how much work has yet to be done,
And being a part of what’s yet to come.
Justice for all and not just for some.
Can an un-armed man?
A stranger in a strange land,
And his foolish attempt to take a stand,
Against those who always hold,
The Winning Hand.
Ever possibly – hope to – succeed in the end?
Probably not a chance…
But… You never know my friend…
So here we go again…
Taking on Challenges…