A Motivational Story!Mr. Frankson worked all his life to attempt to achieve some goals... to be remembered. To get to a point where he could enjoy life.He got a job as a surgeon. There was this other guy named Johnson in there who did nothing but slack off and screw around, occasionally getting drunk and sleeping all day. He was the most loved, he got the most respect. He did well. He had a beautiful family, a nice, big house, money, and of course, the respect from his colleagues. All his life he did nothing but got rewarded for it. He was so happy and was always talking about how much he loved his love.Mr. Frankson still tried very hard, all his life he had been. At the hospital where he worked, he did a great job. He saved people's lives. He did his job well. He helped out others in their times of need. But no one cared. No one gave him any respect, they only took advantage of him. He lived in a crappy hotel and was single all his life, constantly depressed. It was the most awful thing. The two seperat
I'm Finetwo words and everyone is reassureddo they knowall iWantto do isS C R E A M. Listen...to what im Not sayingIm Fine.Want SCREAM. Listen... Not Im Fine.
Number Game2 + 2 = 5? ~~~so you ask me to play the number game with you. it'll be reciprocal, you say, with an irrational glint in your eyes. should i let myself become numb, and
APH-Born from ashesWe are born from ashesFrom WarsAnd HatredAnd HopeAnd Trust.Feed by deathsWatered by bloodBlood of wars and our childrenDeaths of whose who foughtAnd livedAnd lovedAnd trust in usIn their peopleIn their countryIn me, their Nation.Raised by humansNot being one of them.But it doesn't matterI am their leaderI am their childThey lived for meAnd I am theirs.Their lives.Their dreams.Their wishes.Their feelings.Their history.I had to be bought to be all theirs.By battlesTreatiesAlliancesWarsPeaceConquestDestructionDuring centuries, they paid the price of blood.And I paid mine.Today, I'm here.Immortal.And Alone.Powerful.Because of pain.No pain, no gain.I let them live, and die, and come back, and go, and I stay here.Alone besides my fellows.Look at us.Look at me.I am not an human.I am not a God.I am not an AngelI am not an Evil.We are Nations.I am a NationI am a Nation!!Born from ashes, in the pain of war and hatred and hope and tr
Free WillFree Will.Is free will a devout gift or a curse?Was it free will that granted a desperate man to steal an old lady's purse?Was it free will that resulted in multiple bodies carried in a hearse?Was it free will that justified a police officer to shoot the accused first?Was it free will that allowed a family man's mentality to be so perverse?Could this world of ours get any worse?Free will gives us the chance for all of us to be distinctive.But as a consequence people can act corruptive and vindictive.But without this choice, our lives would be constrained and restrictive.Undoubtedly these two differing perspectives are contrasting and conflictive.Without free will our actions and thoughts would be controlled and predictive.But with this gift our proceedings maybe considered as harmful and afflictive.Of course free will does has have it's varied betterments.This advantage allows us to direct and assert our developing intelligence.Despite using this intelligence for morally
Describe Your LifeDescribe Your Life.AwakeArise,And appear.From your pre-destined slumber.Life's lottery has selected your number.Live,LaughAnd love.Your way through this world.These feelings can't be bought nor sold.Struggle,StressAnd survive.Through the hardships and pain.These feelings have proven impossible to tame.Deteriorate,DisintegrateAnd die.Every story must have an end.Life is one process which is impossible to extend.There are countless words to describe your life.Living is something you cannot experience twice.Make mistakes, learn from them and prosper.We are all apart of an ever changing roster.Enjoy the time that we have here.Take no notice of the conclusion that draws near.Death will be heard by the tolerant ear.Kela lewis-morin
SurvivalSurvival.Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.Give a man a bank he will rob the world.We adapt and adjust.Constantly dithering on the cuspOf what is considered wrong and right,Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.We would be willing to do anythingIn order to get what we truly desire.We would be willing to risk everythingEven putting our friends in the line of fire.We may share the bounty with others,Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.Given the option we will even care for our brothers.Just as long as we are well endowed with songs of praise.We are opportunists.We are convincing and ruthless.We are the modern day Judas.Kela Lewis-Morin
There is no place for me.There is no place for my ideals or me,There is no place for justice or mercy.There is no place for true love anymore,It's a sad truth, it saddens me at the core.There is no place for me in this world,Where the cries of the needy must go unheard.I'm cast out for my ideals, my gentleman's code,Well, I was born like this, a man in hero mode.There is no place for a hero in this world,The knight in shining armour must go unheard.There is no such thing as a Fairy Tale,I am not Prince Charming, just another sail.On a boat afloat on a sea of sadness,The winds of mourning passing through me.There is nowhere in this world for me...There is nowhere in this world for gallantry.
SafeA beautiful girl cries in the nightShe's sick and tired of hearing her parents fightThey hit her and tell her it's all her faultShe wipes away her tears and tastes the familiar saltShe packs her things and sends a textThe text says "help me, I can't take it" so the boy knows whats nextHe takes her to his house, where she sits and criesHe hugs her tight and she says "I wish I could die"She starts to shake, so he holds her tightHe kisses her forehead and tells her it'll be alrightShe tells him what happened, and he wipes away her tearsHe soothes her and tells her there's nothing to fear"We'll find a place where you're safe and soundWe'll move somewhere nice, away from this town"The girl smiles and falls asleepSafe in his arms, she no longer weepsHe whispers to her "I love you so much"She snuggles up to him and their feet gently touchThe boy can finally sleep peacefullyKnowing his girl is safe and can live worry-free.