Category: 05th

Gift of Water

Healing the wounds of time,
Washing away the sins of the past.
Showering the lands with a hope of survival,
Flooding the glades and meadows with tears of sorrow.
A connection to the open seas,
A pathway to the endless oceans.
Covering up the lies of humanity,
Clouding the sky and moistening the ground.
Purging the world of pain and suffering,
Cleaving the heavens with the blessing of rain.
A past to discover, a future to decide, a fate to be proven
by the divine gift of water.

Blindness of Sight

A stone is a stone, a tree is a tree,
For that is all your eyes can see.

Blocking your vision and tricking you with deceit,
Look beyond the boundaries
you must not accept defeat.

Keep searching until there is no light,
Keep searching until the dead of night.

Search beyond the barricade of reality,
Search into your vivid dreams.

It is your responsibility to decide what is right,
But first you must look beyond the blindness of sight.

Trees are the Real Heroes

Trees are the real heroes, they make me jump and sing.
The animal habitat lives on trees
you can see them dance and swing.
Trees give oxygen for your life.
Trees give shade to every life.
Bees use trees to make their hives.
Birds build nests where they make new lives.
Trees make the earth neat.
Trees give me fruits to eat.
I sit under the tree and read many books and dream.
At night millions of stars are in view under a nice shady tree.
Trees are fun when you tie a swing up.
You smell fresh air when you build a treehouse up.
Trees are the heroes around me.
Trees are the real heroes around the world.

Stand Up

Stand up for the voiceless!
You lock us up in cages.
You give us a fright.
With no blankets for the night.
Stand up for the animals!
No family to love.
No place to call home.
You leave us all alone.
Stand up against the circus!
They make us do tricks.
They whip us and hurt us.
We’ve no one to trust.
Save us circus animals so…
Stand up!!!

Rainforest Animals

We are all here wasting away.
Getting hunted down like a cat and its prey.
There are many of us.
I’ll list a few.
Ocelots, tree frogs, and leopards too.
We are turning into dust like some trees do.
Our habitats destroyed.
Wha!! Boo hoo!!
Our homes are dead as a rock.
There’s nothing we can block.
Think about it next time you go to the store.
Before you get the latest hard wood floor.
Where did the wood come from before?

I Am

I am your purring cat cuddled up on your lap.
I wonder if you can fit any more love in your heart because it’s already overflowing.

I hear your warm loving voice telling me everything’s okay.
I see your arms wrapped around me with care and compassion.
I want you to know your fish and rice are the best.
I am your purring cat cuddled up on your lap.

I pretend to say you don’t love me but that’s all in my head.
I feel you petting my fur softly.
I touch your face knowing you truly and always will love me.
I worry I will let you down like a rock falling off a cliff.
I cry when you are away because I never know when you will be back.
I am your purring cat cuddled up on your lap.

I understand when you are gloomy like a cricket when I eat it.
I say prrrrrr when you are close to me.
I dream you will never let me go.
I try to make your life good, like when I see catnip.
I hope you will always be happy when I am around.
I am your purring cat cuddled up on your lap.

Why Not?

Why not SLAM the door you’re not allowed to close?
Why not eat a pickle when it’s past your bedtime?
Why not catch a butterfly with a fishing pole?
Why not hide from school until summer starts?
Why not disobey your mom and dad again and again?
Why not do what you want instead of cleaning your room?
Why not be yourself instead of what they want you to be?

The GraveYard

The GraveYard
A place like a thousand sorrows
The GraveYard
A place to remember the Good times
The graves yelling out to you
Telling you to get over the bad times
The GraveYard
Where you go to think
The GraveYard
The place you can be
To remember the ones who came before you
The GraveYard
The one place you can go to let your
Feelings flow through you
Like a boat soaring through the sea
The GraveYard
The place of sad memories and sorrow
A place of the dead
The place of all feelings
The only place that gets you wondering
When will I be here in the ground with all
My memories and ancestors
With my loved ones
The ones I was meant to be with all my life
When will I be in this place of sadness
And when will I be here
When will I be here in this place where all feelings matter
When can I meet all the relatives I have not met
When will I ever be happy again