Knowledge

I shall search after knowlege all the days of my life
It is a thrist never to be quenched
If one wishes to find me
look no further than the libraries
And look!
I am sitting at the wise mans feet
For I must learn adn understand
Before I can teach and be understood
I shall take my knowledge to the peoples
For knowledge is useless
If you know it but do not do
And share with them its power
As one we will rise up
Journey for the riches and the wealth
Of knowledge
ANd the teach of others
AAnd as one walk into the glourious light of wisdom

Map

Sometimes I feel I'm lost in the jungle
And I'm holding this map
Attempting to read it
But the more I study it
The more confused I become
It's not even the right map
Plus I'm holding it upside
I am so intently focused on it
Blindly trying to follow it
I don't realize...
That they're misleading me
Then help arrives
The wind comes
softly blowing through trees
Gently swaying leaves passed by
A whisper accompanies the breeze
It murmurs in my ear
Why are you following someone else's map?
Look Up!
Get to know your surroundings
When you're as familar with the landscape
As your own body
Use your internal compass to guide you
I became one of the few
Brave enough to foll this advice
And Look!
I am -
FOUND!

Fire

And we add the fuel of creativity
To the fires of our minds
The flames leap
Higher!
And higher!
Till it seems they doth consume the soul

Blessed Gift

A poet is one who journeys to war torn ground
Festering in anguish
He searches until he finds a rough stone
Tenderly, he cleans and polishes it
And it becomes a shining gem
For a poet find beauty in everything
Even the sad things
Few are born with the gift of poetry etched in their mind
They yoke the worlds pain upon their shoulders
And it becomes their pain
So to the worlds joy is theirs
The ability to care transforms
Into a poem of breath taking beauty
No one whas died for cause dies in vain
For the poet pens the song of their life
So long as ink remains on page
They are not forgotten
The poet keeps them alive in their heart
And through verse, the heart of the world
The poet weeps
And the people raise their voice in unison
What a blessed gift I have!

Darth Vader Breath

Living room dark
I shuffle on stiff joints
Darth Vader breath fill my lungs
SCRAPING sound draws my attention
The neighbors dog alerts
His bark is hoarse, rough
Our family of raccons
or
cat burglar?

Lesson from a Queer Community

Hiding behind a wall of shame
You try to confide in your friend
I'm different you whisper
Don't worry your normal comes the reply
Everywhere you turn people shush you
One doesn't air their dirty laundry in public
Act like your normal is their advice
So I rented a vault
I threw the source of guilt and shame in
And the inadequacies for good measure
Locked it and threw away the key
Now I can pursue normalcy
The dirty secret shall bother me no more
Its done over with and now I'm no different than my peers
I ventured home joyous over my supposed triumph
Two hours later there was an urgent knock at my door
It was the samsara (soul scars)
It wore a rainbow colored shirt and was carrying excess baggage
I thought I sent you packing I said mystified
So beat it scram
Samsara just gave me a sorrowful look
Brushed past me and took up residence on my couch
I moved past my childhood into my adulthood
It was time to venture out in the world
I put my samsara on my shoulder and headed for Portland
Portland was a different world
It was there I met a wise man
He introduced me to the concepts of open-mindedness
One day I asked a question
He answered with a question of his own
Tell me why do you carry that samsara around?
I imagine it must cause emotional discomfort
You can see I said shocked
Of course for I used to have one myself
Then I realized my identity wasn't harming me
But denying and repressing it was scarring my soul
He took to SMYRC and introduced me to everyone
Some people here are still carrying their samsaras
They're not ready to put them down just yet
It was there I found the key I thought I'd thrown away
I had had it locked in my hearts vault the whole time
I used it to open my mind and banish the samsara
That was the first lesson I learned from the queer community
And SMYRC was were I met Rej
He taught me my second lesson by beginning Queer Zone
I speak for all of us when I say
By giving queer youth a place to chill
Where they're free of judgment
And surround by carrying supportive allies
And people who have been in their shoes
He has given us a sense not only of community but of self
It been a great first year
I hope there will be many more
And I'd like to conclude by thanking Rej for taking the time to ensure we have somewhere to go were we feel safe

I am, among all, truly grateful

I longed for prosperity so I could succeed in life
I endured poverty so I might learn to appreciate life
I longed for comfort so life would be easy
I endured struggle so I could comfort others
I longed for admiration so men would follow my life
I was given life so I might follow with admiration
I asked for praise so men might bow before me
I was given scorn so I could humble myself before the universe
I asked for a great mind that I would close business opportunities
I was given educational opportunities that I would have an open mind
I asked for rights that I might have influence
I was given discrimination so I might make it right
I asked for answers that I might know much
I was given questions so I might learn great things
My life is rich and profound beyond measure
Despite my flaws in asking for the wrong things
My true dreams were answered
For I got what I needed
Not what I wanted
I am, among all people, truly grateful

Free Thought

Come on a journey through the gates of curiosity
Fly through the bars of a gilded cage
Free thought is the key that opens it, you see
Let your mind loose to soar beyond the world's limitations
And your brain will sing imaginations praises forever more