A father held his son
who did not need to die...

A humble puppet of the puppeteer,
Do this, do that, and please stand here...

Walking down this road
There's so much I regret...

The blind man said to the seeing eye
it seems you persist to waste a gift...

Several minutes ago,
We were buzzing through the air...

Dare you even choose
you challenge me to fight...

It was something of a dream
a dream that I'll always remember...

Out of the blue, you find someone new,
There's so many things that you two do...

Seventeen men died on a boat
they went down with the ship...

I saw him strolling along,
Taking life as it came...

*to all those who've commented on my recent works...
lets close the windows, turn off the light...

Did the wind blow pass your shoulders
did it almost blow you away...