My Everything


You are my everything

You are the light from the sun

And you are the air that I breathe

My heart has already been won


All because of you

You are the reason

For the thoughts in my head

I am a maiden


And you are the King

That has stolen my heart

And now that you have it

I wont, from you, part


Not if I can help it

When you give me a ring

Then both our hearts will sing



Written on


October 14, 2013

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was all I wanted. Guess he couldnt hold his end up.

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Latent Prince





Part I of II



This is the story of Larry Joe Prince

And the way Arizona stole his innocence.

It is written with hope that there may come a day

When a wise judge will grant him his moment to say

All the things so conveniently left out of court,

Made American “justice” look more like a sport,

With a high-priced attorney that didn’t think clear,

And the false testimony of one with much fear,

And the state prosecute thought “I’ll surely reach fame”,

He said, “Hell, I don’t care who the state wants to blame,

It’s a paycheck to me; I don’t care about truths,

It’s my ego I feed, I’m a low lying sleuth!!”


So they all drew their “guns” on that guy Mr. Prince,

Absolutely no shred of secure evidence,

They proceeded to send him to death row to sit,

For the murder of one that he did not commit,

And the biggest and worst sin of all that was done,

Was the way that the people held on to their “guns”,

They embraced all the lies to evade what was clear,

As revenge prevailed justice with each little tear,

And for those in the grave who just watch from above,

With no longer a voice to teach them that real love,

Is not proven by putting the blame on a man,

Just because he is there….cause the courts and you can,


See the proof of one’s love speaks out so very clear,

Even after the grave when one’s body’s not here,

You will hear their soul cry, and you’ll then know for sure,

If they’re resting in peace or they’re haunted some more.


There are families that hide from life’s reality,

The dead man in this case begs you hear his soul’s plea,

Make amends for the errors you’ve made in the past,

And put down all those stones, and those already cast,

If this dead man could speak he’d have something to say,

Of the circus that ran through the courtroom that day,

And if not for the dead man then do it for you,

Cause we all have to answer to God what is true,

Larry Prince knows he’s clear and he wins either way,

                              Cause he’s INNOCENT judge, the state’s in disarray.                                

So please read all with care on this day we implore,

Please don’t look at this life as a game where you score,

It’s integrity that is of stake in this court,

And it’s not mine or yours it’s this country’s that’s short

Of a quality no longer active today,

If it dies, it’s the lives of our loved one’s…they’ll pay.

Take your time, read it all, and be true to your heart,

And we’ll all pray it’s not too late for a new start.



Part II of II



They all loved cocaine but they hid it from Dad,

He just couldn’t believe that his kids could be “bad”,

So his eyes he did close, and they stayed tightly shut,

While his best offspring died with that stuff in his gut,

And they said, “It was murder”, and placed the blame there,

Yes, it’s true ‘bout that bullet and blood in his hair,

And the roots of that crime have been hidden so well,

By the real guilty ones with the lies they did tell,

For those self-righteous ones that just stared and stood by,

And condoned this deceit without batting an eye,

For the cowards that watched as the killers went free,

Be aware this could happen to you or to me,

And your sons or your daughters could one day be led

To a place where they wish they would rather be dead,

So now don’t be afraid to let truths in your ears

When your children are hurting with eyes full of tears,

Don’t you cower or shudder, don’t whine and don’t wince,

And remember the story of Larry Joe Prince.


Written in parts, from 2000-2002

Original Copyright 2002 

Registration Number / Date:

                   TXu001112792 / 2002-12-02




07/21/13 ©



Author's Notes/Comments: 

The story of how justice can go awry when emotions rule instead of justice ruling.




Steal my hear away

To a land where all dreams


Take my hand,

Stretch these broken wings,

Lead me to where the angels

Vanish the gloom.

Let me embrace the

Life that should be.

Fluttering, flying

Far, far away –

Pain is irrelevant

As thoughts of you haunt me.

Like traces of rain in drought,

I find no relief, no respite

Without you by my side.

Steal my heart away,

Vanish the dark, the gray – the cold.

You, with me – is a colourful world.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

01Feb13 – Dinner @ The Little Cottage, Penang Island. ‘Fly, Rain, World’, theme given by Jes.


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Stolen Image


Eyes closed, daydreaming as the sun rises,
Thinking about the way i felt when my twin died.
She didnt have much to live for, but atleast she tried.
She had soo many chances at LIFE and blew them all.
Life full of opprotunities, but she was afriad to FALL.
She lashed out, acted out, FAUGHT, and rebelled.
Not knowing she was making her bed in HELL!
But she got my RESPECT because if she SHOULD fall,
She would get back up and go 10 times strong.
She was strong as an ox, BRIGHT , and wise.
But she still played those games with great despise.
With REGRETS and mistakes, VIOLENCE and BLISSFULL hate!
My heart bleeded.
Her mouth spoke but her HEART cheated.
"I loved you girl, to me you mean the WORLD, you all I LIVE for, your all I AM"
she said with a smerk.
She made me BLEED hate, my feelings now HURT.
But i replyed with STYLE and RESPECT for DISRESPECT.
"You've had your TIME, sand has all run OUT. It's time for you to GO! And i have to be the one to take you OUT!
But still she SMILED.
She made me SICK!
So i had to do it!
I grabed my gun and a box of BULLETS.
I stood right in front of her with the GUN to her FACE, in my eyes she gazed.
"So this is what it has come to? Down to the bottom? Just ME and YOU?
I said as i aimed the gun closer to her face.
"Take me out before i take you OUT!"
She demanded
I aimed the gun between her eyes ABOVE the nose my GUN right-handed.
She smiled........this EVIL smile of defeat, anger, LOVE, happiness, and DEFEAT.
She didnt think i had the HEART she took my kindness for WEAK.
I got my stance with my feet spread apart.
She had betrayed me, slanderd, vandilized, and demolished my name.
She had to go. It was time for me for ME.
The thought of her winning made me FURIOUS.
She'd thought she'd won. I aimed at her face and COCKED my gun.
She didnt smile anymore. Eyes widened as I SMERKED I pulled the trigger.
I shot until i couldn't shoot anymore.
I laughed as her body shook, trimbled, and watched the blood hit the floor.
She had stopped.
She's Gone.
She grabbed my leg with blood gushing from her mouth.
She struggled to pull me down.
But I wasnt going with her.
I couldnt fight anymore.
I didnt fight, I didnt CARE, she's NOT my real sister.
But just a figment of my IMAGINATION.
She disappeared. I reflected on my LIFE.
This girl people had known was GONE.
She's not ME anymore.
People had grown the HATE, LOVE, and ADORE,
Was not me, not the real me, But was nothing more than a reflection of my LIFE.
A reminder of what I could have BEEN.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

A creative writing assignment.

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