DREAMS

Dreams can be funny or scary
You can dream that sasquatch isn’t hairy
Whatever you dream it makes you wonder
How could you think they were as real as thunder
Is your mind talking to you
Is it trying to tell you what to do
Make decisions, reminding you of your chores
Sit back a while and unlock those dreamcast doors
A paradox no one can explain
But after waking we try to revisit it again
Eyes shut tight and teeth clinched
Sometimes with slight movement your body inched
Over to another spot from where you began
Hell maybe as you sleep you got up and ran
No matter what happens as you dream
Be carefull of the ones that make you scream

Trials of life

Trials of life

Life of trials

We wander through wanting

Wander through yearning

Wander through needing

Sometimes our lives seem just a blur

The fast lane has come to a halt

And our emotions are placed in a vault

Locked away to relinquish the terror of life

The social suicide of a rusted knife

But in the end are we all just left alone

Wishing we could run home

Home to mom’s fresh tortillas with butter

So instead I close my eyes and quiver

Am I the one who’s lost or have I never really wanted

UNC vs. Duke (to hate like this is to be happy forever!)

Typical Duke cheap shot left Tyler like this last year while UNC was destroying Puke...i mean duke.





GO TARHEELS!!!!!!

The Flower

Tienes un peso por favor

Necesito a comprar una flor

Because it is as beautiful as mi amor

I couldn’t take my eye off of it

So now I wander for a peso and wont quit

Porque mi amor has to see

This flower that reminded me

Of the curves of her lips

On each of the pedals tips

Todos tienen dinero

Pero dime “no tengo”

Esta bueno, gracias senor

I shall run home and describe the beauty I saw to…mi Amor

Help you say???

How many syllables does it take to say help

You’d think it be a million

Lend me your hand and I will lend you my will

Take me for granted and I will forget and forgive

Protect my heart and shield my sliver

Help you say in all those millions of ways

From shouting it quietly

To screaming in a can

We admire our non-courage so much it’s our lion

Crumble like the power and weep because we lost it

But again how many syllables does it take to say YELP

What can Brown be for you?

It can be a great father or mother.
It can be someone that treats you kind,
no matter how rude you are.
It can be more than a lowrider for show.
It can be that danger you heard of,
well if it's educated
It can be anything it wants to be.
Many times its just a timid little man.
Doing anything it can to provide.
Provide for a never ending hunger it has created.
Sometimes it can decide to get out of poverty.
It just has to have the ganas to release itslef.
Release itself from being unaccepted again by.........its own.

You are Born

Bleed from the depths of the earth

Sit still for its your time of birth

So set your life free and explore the wild

For you are john does inner child

A child that came to play but has no toys

Full of sorrow, no wait I meant joy

So mary-go-round and hold her hand

Express the violence across the land

Tear up your mind and scream silent whispers

Fire the wrench in your throat, but don’t burn your whiskers

Take a deep breath as you pass mothers opening legs

That child is defeated as dad pleads and begs

The day your inner child has left is the saddest day you encounter

So lay on the kitchen floor with passion and be a fish…a flounder

Rain

Does the water slide down your back too
Can a moth make you happy or blue
Each one of us can feel the pain
Pain of that one drop of rain
Rain, sliding down your face
Pouring like it’s in some Olympic race
We shutter and shake inside
But there’s nowhere to take our buckets and hide
So we empty them on a friend or a bed
Releasing whatever it is that’s ruined our head
But once again the rain shall cease
And happiness once again will exist
The sun will dry all that’s damp and soggy
And your feet will soar as you jump…..you know like a froggie!!!

My hero

A mother's love is so true
she is there when you are blue
holding you and making you better
when I say I love you I mean every letter
never judging my decisions in life
just being a wonderful mother and wife
never have I been loved the way you love me
caring so much, that as a boy you would clean my bloody knee
making it to all my games and races
whatever it took you were at all those places
cheering me on to do my best
never noticing all the rest
so today and every day I say to you
your love holds me together like glue
and now as you still cheer as my biggest fan
it's you who has made me today, a man.

Earl Manigault

Basketball legend only in books
"do you know the goat?" I ask then get crazy looks

How high could he really get
Sunny days or even if the ground was wet

Higher he could out jump them all
Flying through the air with a basketball

Tragic, he took a wrong turn
Now maybe others can see and learn

But his status in the streets is unreal
His trophies no one could steal

Because they were in his heart
And the way he played must have been art

Now all that remains is a memory and Rucker Park
A sacred basketball ground where legends get their start

No matter their age they still thank the man who kept it from becoming a moat
His name was Earl, but we all know him as "THE GOAT"

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Gravity

Breaking away through the early mist
Chasing today's fears with a vengence
Pretending its my ambition to peel back the blanket
Wondering how heavy todays feathers will be
A gust of wind to blow them away
But no one has the big bad wolf in them
Artic temperatures have frozen them in time
Hoping for a earth shattering ray of moonlight
From that cresent moon, or a slice of that mans face
Out in our "other" world that we shouldnt dare
Dare to tempt ourselves the dream of getting off our planet
We were prisoned here remember Gravity

USA

Man can create perfection
But it still can suffer rejection

Faster than it was made it an be destroyed
Many of us can do nothing but avoid,

Avoid the risk of causing much pain
And as American's we will rebuild again

No matter how tough the challenge
Or how large the damage

We stick together and overcome
evils of the world, yes there are some

The stars and stripes mean freedom
Relentless pride for our kingdom

Together we stand strong and play
in this wonderful opportunity called the U.S. of A.

Skateboard Punk

Grinding down the stairs on the rail
Falling across the sidewalk leaving a blood trail
Baggie clothes and airwalk shoes
Always thinking ahead for his next move
Greasy hair not washed for days
No matter how much mom yells he won't change his ways
7-11 Burritos and cool slushies
Fast food he eats, even Long John hush puppies
Broken arm, ankle, and cracked hip
None of these will make him trip
Picking up the pieces he shall skate on
Pounding the pavement only to walk on the lawn
one thing he will never do is cry
Because all skaters know its SKATE OR DIE!!!

Were YOU listening?

The 80's rocked
From flock of seagulls to billy idol

Today's kids think that todays music is sooooo original
Just like vanilla "didn't" copy Bowie
But then again he was "under pressure"

But really what is music
Nothing but an escape for our lives

Taking us to a safe place that doesn't exist
An existance of notes and lyrics
That we hope doesn't end on a sour note
Or tomorrow's junkie's note

In a ritual that we all can comprehend
But I'm sure you were listening................"in the end"
RIGHT?

Life Intregues Me....sometimes

Sheltered by the heart that was given to you

Colored by the weary shades of blue

Pretend that its all fun and games

When they collide like fierce trains

The towering inferno of a pocket sized creation

Filled with what was left of this underestimated nation

So the birds sing and the low riders hop

And Mr. Bently’s bently ends up in a chop shop

But stolen really was not the first intention

And intrigued by another episode of intervention

We lay on our couches engulfed with intensity of our lives

Screaming at the TV to the sluts of Desperate House Wives