Mom's Eternal Love

Today is meant for mother’s
But isn’t everyday
For a mother should always be in ours hearts
Her gentle touch, affection kisses serving as a constant reminder
Her finger lickin’ meals running just as wild in our minds
Her guidance, her advice
Her unbreakable love
Which only a mom can ever give any man
For it comes with no strings attached
It comes guaranteed forever.

Rich At Heart, Rich Where It Matters Most

I am not rich in pocket
Just rich at heart
So being poor in the grand scheme
Is better than being poor with attitude
A healthy mind is the key
So here I am, floating, flying
Even singing, albeit silently
For I can shout out to God via any form of communication

Timeout

Timeout,
For more than just 30 or 60 seconds.
Two minutes won’t even do,
Not when it’s time to reflect,
Downshift, take it back for a while,
Think about all that has not been
But can still be
Of the life we’ve lived,
That we want to still live.
Timeout,
Take it, we all need it,
Not just in times of great loss, like a death.
Should have, could have, all that stuff just does not matter
Once a loved one is gone.
Tell them how you feel while they are living.
A timeout could help, re-oil the brain,
Take the wax out those ears,
So you can hear more,
Not just about all that is bad,
And, of course, all that political mumbo-jumbo.
Who was the last politician that made sense, anyway?
They all need a timeout, but for now, let’s just worry about us,
About the sanity that we seek
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About the love and passion that we all need,
About tomorrow, ’cause it’s not promised to us,
So today, maybe we should take a timeout to think about that,
Maybe pray, thank the Lord Almighty for every second that He allows
us to breathe.
Without him, who are we?
Timeout,
Isn’t it time to really reflect?
For more than just 30 or 60 seconds.
Two minutes may not even be long enough
But any timeout is better than no timeouts,
Especially in today’s world.
Timeout.
We all need to take it.

Merciless Axe Man

Nobody wants to meet the Axe Man
Neither in an alley or newsroom
Because a cut is a cut
There’s simply pain, physical and emotional
Lasting hurt, bottom line
And sometimes running does not help
Especially when there’s no apparent escape
No resolution
Just you and the Axe man with vengeful intentions
Either in an alley or newsroom
A cut is a cut
Small or deep
Blood drips one way or another
That of which is from actual skin
As well as the heart
And so uncaring the Axe Man
Who slashes and slashes
Until there’s nothing else to slash
For lives have been ruined, jobs destroyed
Unnecessary mercilessness.

Unleashed

Seeking what is greatly sought
Driving after from drive that is within
Awaiting what is heavy in weight
I feel unleashed
To express myself with limitless boundaries
To fly to heights unexplored.
Unleashed to experience joy
Away from disappointment that has drained
Away from seemingly unbending bars
For which my life has had no escape
But now as time beats on
And as my heart pounds faster
I must be unleashed
As never before
To seek and obtain what I’ve always sought
To turn my drive into an unyielding roll
That allows me to fully be unleashed
With determination
To never again to be leashed.
© 2005 byAndre D. Williams

Black Friday Doom

Dark clouds
Black Friday
Rain
Just gloom
People, far too many waiting for their uncertain doom
Not the way to head into a weekend
What with fear of job, financial, life security in general
Dominating the mind
Disturbing the stomach
Dashing hopes, leaving dreams on hold
The future so cloudy
Damn, how did it get like this?
And why now?
Got a new prez in office, a black man on top of it
Supposed to be elevating
Yet here we are, everyday jobs by the countless lost
Hearts crushed
Damn, what will tomorrow be like if today is like this
If today is all dark, full of gloom and doom?
Which is why we all need to pray today,
Oh Lord, please keep us strong, please keep us grounded
Please clean our windshields
And help us see that we are still blessed
Even on this Black Friday day
Of uncertain doom.

Candy Store

I went to the candy store yesterday
But there was no candy
The store, however, was packed with women
So I’m going back today
Because sugar can’t fulfill my heart
But a good woman
Can fulfill both my heart and appetite for love
And take me on a journey that Id’ hope is never-ending
So, I’ll head back to the candy store everyday if need be
Looking for delight
The woman of whom my attention away from work and my kids will be focused on
The woman of whom I’ll dine with at the coziest of restaurants
Of whom I’ll walk boardwalks and beach sands with
Occasionally shower with, enjoying every sweet spot on her body
Which would be better than any snicker’s or Hershey bar
Any sugar drop
For she’s be all the sugar I’d need.