Viva Theerose

'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda

Monday, March 30, 2009

Freedom of the mind when will I ever?

I'm bound by the thought of never having freedom of the mind.
Late night thinking and staring at the ceiling waiting for someone to say
"You are finally free."
Nations say they are free but its limited
Never limitless.
Freedom of the mind when will I ever?
My brothers and sisters let us free each other of the pride&prejudice.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

HOVER PASSENGER

Don't you just hate it when you on the train and a person comes and stand right in front of you
They also look right at you, their silent way of telling you to get up
After school the people coming from work look at you and act tired
Come on I'm tired too. I will NOT give up my seat for a person that had a long day like me UNLESS you're pregnant or old. I said "pregnant" not "FAT".
"FAT" is the lady with the big belly falling over the pants and they appear "pregnant"
The Hover passenger hovers over you to look at the map, the picture behind your head
To get a closer look at you, taking a mental note that if they see you everyday they start thinking they know you
Next thing you know they're going to start waving at you
aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrg
Elders say not to talk to strangers
Hover passengers
I hate when they walk in the train and look at you
Silently telling you to get up....

HUFF&PUFF... BLOW

Imma blow this blow this blow this mother down

HUFF&PUFF

Blow and down you goooooooo.