The right to write

Life brings clouds of come and goThen suddenly,One day, you turn around,And find you’re all alone.When, oh When did life begin?So fast it passed away,Long ago, it seemed so slowThen, only in one dayAll the roses died at once,Goodbyes were never said,All the roads just led to one,With loneliness ahead,Never more to be as one,Never…

The ones I’ll never leave behind,That won’t stay still,The ones I don’t forget, will not forgetThat thru the years become a part of me,Move in my heart, live in my mind,Those moving films,That in my memory will shineA happiness,That no where else I’ll find.

Dedication to thinking,A lost Caravan,Now Fraud and Fiction,Is the new Show in town,With Lies and Swindles,All over its crown.

For All present ills,That the Country sustainsAnd a certain Someone,Who is ‘never to blame’,Has told us, much more of the same,Now it’s our turn, to open eyes and see,We can blame that certain Someone,To a much higher degree

Would be like being deaf,For from you,The sweetest, saddest,Music from the soulWas immortalized,Verbally.

PencilThat’s how I write,In the solitudeOf day and nightIn the silence,Of my tearsAnd the memoriesOf thoseThat have takenFlight,I writeNot to cave in,Not to give upBecause,I must still tryTo make,Whatever I canRight!In honor of TruthIn honor of Justice,I fightI write!