A Heartfelt Welcome

To those of you who call me friend, those of you that call me love, those of you who call me brother, those of you that call me son, those of you who call me hero, & those of you who don't know me at all: I welcome you to the mind of a man who's destined to save the world...
1 word at a time.

Friday, February 4, 2011



That's the sound of a generation lost
Confused as to what to do
So unaware of where their spirit lies
That they're searching for it
Via facebook


That's the sound of a future unknown
So stupid as to who they are
That they're using
the amount of people
that follow them
to determine their own value


Shots fired
Outta my brain
Thru my fingers
Onto my blackberry
Into an app
That provides me
The opportunity to
"express myself"
However these same
fingers are trapped
Dancing across letters
In a reply
To my sick friend's status
Telling her to feel better


On that bullet is my guilt
Because of the pedastal I built
"I'll continue to use
social networking
as long as
I don't allow it
to use me"
Still, Excuse me
Pardon me
Don't mind me
For I don't need a profile
To define me


That's the sound of a friendship lost
A relationship gone
A family broken
Because of a status posted
As much as I hope it
Times will never go back
To how it used to be

When couples started out talking face to face
When hate wasn't as publicized as it is today
When long lost friends
got caught up on their lives
because they actually met some place
When you received rejection in 1 of 2 ways
Over the phone or in your face
When "delete friend" didn't mean
You lost a spot on someone's page
You were literally erased

When people knew how to
write & type right
When a hashtag
and a few words strung together
didn't completely sum up
somebody's life

When things were simple
And it didn't take
seeing a status or a tweet
to complicate it


There goes tranquility
There goes hostility
There goes love
There goes friends
There goes pain
There goes lonelyness
There goes lazyness
There goes desire

We're all goners