For the love of money

Lonely, but not empty was the life she lead
Never thought her heart only her head
Money was the medium in which she defined
The value of her thoughts and worth of her time

She focused her gaze on business towers
Never stopping to smell or notice the flowers
She trampled on and over all those who were
the ones who cared, loved, and made her

She was no longer the girl that they all knew
The question was now how much?
Not who.
Measuring success in money acquired
Selling her heart to the highest buyer

She adorned her self in ribbons and bows
With fancy shoes and designer clothes
She had all the best that money could buy
But still felt empty and didn’t know why

Every time she woke up feeling this way
She thought it would get better on pay day
Cause money was her life money was her love
More important than people or god above

To fill the emptiness that was her heart
She flooded her mansion with music and art
To fill the hole that was her soul
She inundated her purse with money rolls
To fill the spot where her friends once stood
She bought a Ferrari and hope it would


One day she woke up and felt unwell
She had no one to call, no one to tell
She lost all those who would have cared
Would any one notice if she wasn’t there?

Soon her heart beat heavy and slow
So she reached for the love she used to know
Hand met by the emptiness she created
All the things she once loved now hated

She gasped to take her final breath
Finding that her life was really her death
Knowing that love could have changed her fate
She closed her eyes, it was too late

Where the Daises Grew

Through the grass they would run
Sing in the wind, dance in the sun
Where the daises grew

They danced and tumbled
Till the sky rumbled
Where the daisies grew

Discovered and learned
and swore to return
To where the daisies grew

Each day like the other
They became brothers
Where the daisies grew

But, time did pass
And they changed fast
So did, where the daises grew

Young no more
Flowers lost there lore
Where the daises grew

They swore that they would someday see
Who they both had grow to be
Where the daises grew

Soon, Tanks rolled over their sacred place
Air thick with soot taste
Where the daises once grew

A little boy was now a man
Fire in heart and gun in hand
Where the daisies once grew

Prepared to conquer all those in his way
This, would be the judgement day
Where the daisies once grew

He pulled the trigger to spill the blood
The enemies body dropped to the mud
Where daises once grew

Now, His heart it would pound
When he saw the face lying on the ground
where the daisies once grew

A face he had seen
In a distance dream
Where the daisies once grew

This face he knew
For they were two
Where the daises once grew

Stepping back to take a breath
This killing would be his own death
Where the daises once grew

Beneath his boot lie a familiar sight
That he had missed through the fight
Where the daises once grew

It was a daisy once known so well
As his heart stopped his gun fell
The daises were not dead.

Boy.

Proud parents of a baby boy
A gurgling, giggling baby boy.
Mommy’s laugh and daddy’s nose
Beautiful eyes and tiny toes
Quickly they watched their little one grow
Barley ever let him go

First day of school quickly came by
Daddy paced as mommy tried not to cry
Sent him to school with books and pens
Daddy watched through the camera lens
Their little boy waved and smiled that smile
Promised mommy to be back in just a little while

Proud parents of a teenage boy
A shy, confused teenage boy
Left for school with a quick good bye
Mommy watched and tried not to cry
She no longer recognized his changed face
The smile once there was now replaced

Life wasn’t easy for her little one
He wasn’t what Daddy expected from a son.
He didn’t play ball, he just wanted to dance
He knew daddy would understand if he gave it a chance
He wasn’t good at golf, He didn’t play soccer
No girls in bikinis hung in his locker

He knew he was different
But what could he say
He knew daddy would never love him that way.

No longer proud parents of a teenage boy
A homosexual teenage boy
Who he was they could not accept
They said it was a secret that must be kept

Force to hide his identify
Forced to present him self falsely
His heart grew heavy with despair
He felt as if no one cared

All alone each day he wold try
He got real good at living his lie
Joined football, and asked a girl to prom
But in his head he knew it felt wrong

One day the pain was too much to take
His happiness he could no longer fake
How he longed for Daddy’s long lost love
Just a smile Maybe a hug
The truth is it could never be
He knew his Daddy would never see

A teenage boy out on his own
New he must face the world alone
All the pain he could not bear
He new daddy’s gun was just up the stairs
He turned the knob to the closet door
He wouldn’t live his lie anymore...

Once parents of a baby boy
A good, kind teenage boy
Daddy mourned as mommy cried
They knew this would be the last goodbye
So they said their prayers and and let him go
Who he’d be they’ll never know.