Doorway To My Heart
3-6-06
Open and easily accessed,
I stand waiting for the one to conquer the lonely nights,Many years I was the gallant night,
Fought many a war to help others empty hearts survive,
I grew weary of the battle, My arm is listless, my hand without the strength to lift my sword,Comfort by words are now filling my mind,
Dreams of tomorrow and chivalry keep me breathing day by day minute by minute,Im but a poet, alls I have to offer is a heart, but not an ordinary heart, an understanding heart thats loving but easily fooled,
Am I that easy to walk over, that easy to lie to, you take my last dime, but if asked I would have given it to you,Is there no honor anymore, to become an american is to take, to think of oneself, though I maybe blind my eyes have caught this over and over again, I am not an american, Im a man, a father, a friend, believer in strong families and endless hugs,
I give you my last breathe, the sunshine from my heart, I reach my hand towards you and grab yours firmly,
If love is what you truly want, is love not already in your grasp, I ask....."the Poet"