"We All Have An Expiration Date" 7/29/2012

 

"We All Have An Expiration Date" 7/29/2012

On the Journey of Life,
there is an expiration date,
we must face.
Often taking countless breaths for granted,
it's easy to forget,
 each minute is "actually" forever.
Each minute is tied together,
with the Sun and Moon,
often dictating the weather.

During each eye-blink,
storms can appear in the form of illness,
accidents and tragedies.
The remedy to life,
 is an appreciation of every moment,
you're awake.
There is a Calendar set just for us,
a moment that documents our fate.
Yes its true,
We all have an expiration date.

So, be happy you have this opportunity,
to live a wonderful life.
Some souls perished,
during their trip to Earth.
Never seeing birth,
a fatal crash with a miscarriage.
Millions lost battles,
 with an abundance of casualties.
Large proportions,
in the form of abortions.
Yet,
your family tree made another decision,
allowing you to taste,
a small piece of existence.

Therefore; you should embrace life,
with dedicated persistence.
Nature’s air is provided by Mother Earth,
inhale her loving blessings,
learn to cherish your self-worth.
Now,
get out there and live a little,
there is no time to waste.
We all have our journey to start,
we all have an expiration date.

 

The End

"Your EX Tried To Kill Me!” #FreestylePoem 7/28/2012

In the attic my hands shivered in sweat,

as a nervousness fought against,

a situation that started as a bet.

Yet, your Ex Tried To Kill Me!

At the bar,

We met, you said you were single.

A few of my drunken friends,

dared me to mingle.

As the clock ticked,

I had no idea of tonight's future explosions.

Tonight's regrets-

Unfolding-

A taxi cab glides down the yellow brick road.

Case closed-

After an hour or so of great sex,

numerous texts provided your demeanor,

with a paranoid reflection.

I could sense potential danger,

maybe foreshadowing’s of aggression.

Knocks on the door became louder,

you asked me to hide in the shower.

Nope, I decided to head to the front door,

when I heard loud roars of profanity.

Keeping my sanity,

I dashed up to the attic,

hoping for proper insulation.

Darkness waits-

Heart rate faced with stimulation.

A small window,

provided me with a direct exit to the roof.

Hell, I have nothing more to prove.

The glass was slowly tilted,

when I heard a scream through the ceiling.

Shades of chivalry,

put me face to face with the enemy.

Face to face with a Man in misery.

Your Ex Tried To Kill Me!

I dodged a few punches,

before pushing him back.

This is not a James Patterson novel,

this was a real attack.

Survival-

She cried "It's been over for months!"

A Police Siren blasted outside.

Vital-

With massive tears rolling down his face,

he pulled a gun out.

Disgraced-

In his mouth the trigger exploded,

as the entire wall was painted burgundy.

This was terror to the 3rd degree.

The cops busted in,

assessing the crime scene.

A nightmare on Elm Street,

the site of a horrific scene.

The End

Tony Hanes Poetry

“A Victim of Circumstance” 7/27/2012 #New

“A Victim of Circumstance”

Each passing moon,

Any person can become,

A “Victim of Circumstance”.

Discrimination that place casualties,

On a mental plantation.

Segregation,

From all that is “fair” and “just”,

Has become an unfortunate reality,

That has start to cripple “US”.

We lust for equality.

Minorities, Woman, Gay’s,

And even Atheist,

Are somehow punished,

For what they believe.

Who they are on the outside,

Or dreams from deep within.

Why are they described as Outcast,

Why is this considered their “Sin”?

They are often,

“A Victim of Circumstance”.

They are often,

A victim of Men.

Mankind has set a new precedence.

You can no longer “Think” for yourself,

So you hide,

In another person’s beliefs,

Never gaining spiritual wealth.

You become “A Victim of Circumstance”,

You live this until you die.

Each passing moon,

Your hair turns gray.

You live this until you die.

The End

@ Tony Hanes Poetry 2012

“You Finally Defeated My Smile" 7/27/2012 #New

“You Finally Defeated My Smile"

Yep, you finally defeated my smile.
I held on for a while but now,
I submit to "loneliness".
Your persistence,

 Led to a victorious battle.

The crown,

Can now rest firmly in your lap.

I wait,

For what I pray to be a swift "execution".

A swift date with fate.

Yep, you finally defeated my smile.

I observed you each day,

Playing Russian Roulette with my "emotions",

Slowly watching me decay.

I don’t recall,

You ever pointing the gun at yourself.

I guess I always knew,

There was no hope left.

Yep, you finally defeated my smile.

I realized the destination of our relationship,

Years ago.

When you truly love a person,

It’s hard to “Let Go”.

As the sharp blade completes decapitation,

I see white horses,

My body is no longer warm,

We made our own choices.

As the blood starts to squirt,

The pain disappears,

And no longer "hurts". 

The End

Tony Hanes Poetry 2012

“As We Evolve: Science vs Religion” 7/25/2012

“As We Evolve: Science vs Religion”

From Generation to Generation,

 a change in the inherited traits in our population,

leave me meditating,

using more than the 10% of my brain,

 that generates the most mental penetration.

Am I of God or another creation,

evident in written documents by scholars,

who possess little faith,

but praise scientific experimentation?

Sitting here drinking my favorite beer,

 which is the king of all beers; Budweiser,

I debate with others about humans being,

 the true kings of the wild.

When I watch current events,

our actions seem to resemble,

 vicious animals of the wild.

As a small child,

things appeared to be so innocent.

My biological clock now ticks at a more rapid pace.

 It feel as if our “mentality”, “aggressiveness”, "Hate",

and “compassion for others”,

 has yet to “Evolve”.

Scientist have yet to figure out,

a substance called “togetherness”.

What do I believe?

The Bible and other spiritual text,

 can provide a blueprint of life through scripture.

This still remains only a partical of the picture.

What do I believe?

What if I say a little bit of both?

 Is that not conceivable?

 Is that not believable?

 If I can believe in Noah’s Ark,

 why it is a sin to believe,

that we are tied to one single bloodline?

Life is difficult to define.

Whether you follow Darwin or Moses,

your were chosen to walk this earth.

From Birth to Death,

I have know idea of what happens next,

or what's left.

Right now,

I know I'm alive.

Life is so difficult to define.

The End

"Revisiting Myself" 7/25/2012

"Revisiting Myself"

Introspection (or internal perception) is the self-examination of one's conscious thoughts and feelings * wikipedia

The mirror spoke to my spirit,
as the hall light gave sight to my image.
I stood there watching my shadow debate with
my consciousness.
I guess,
I'm just "Revisiting Myself".

When the room is quiet and there is nothing else left,
nobody can trust you like you should trust yourself.
I look at my eyes and see happiness and sorrow.
A set of lips, that a few ladies have gravitated to.
Yeah, I must admit,
I've charmed a few.

I exercise "Revisiting Myself",
at least a 3^rd of my day.
Viewing my physical from head to toe,
 I know I'm blessed.

Many were maimed by hate, war and disease.
I guess I'm just pleased to be me,
even with countless flaws.
The blessings I receive each morning,
are not a mistake.

"Revisiting Myself" is therapeutic
"Revisiting Myself" is spiritual
"Revisiting Myself" is a step towards total happiness,
 therefore; I smile even when life throws punches,
 from different directions.

I hope all of you "Love Yourself"
"Trust Yourself"
"Believe in Yourself"
"Believe that you will receive,
 bundles of dreams gift wrapped".

At the end of the day,
there is nothing else left,
but self confidence and self respect.

Yes,
Your loved ones pray,
for your achievement and health.
But,
Without looking in that mirror,
"Revising Yourself",
Total jubilation will never reside,
in the reflection you view on the daily.
Accept...."Thy Self"


The End

Tupac: “Tattoo Tears” by Tony Hanes #2008

Tupac: “Tattoo Tears”

As I strolled up and down the hospital hallway there were “So Many Tears” invading features on a frustrated face….”Lord Knows” this night was a mistake…We were “Against All Odds”, at least I thought so a few hours ago…Young, ignorant and without guidance, we stomped a man out over a rumor…A terrible decision in hindsight…Reflecting back, I kicked dude so many times I had to sit down in the hotel lobby in “Pain” from relentless aggression….A fan walked by and screamed “Keep Ya Head Up” but I wasn’t the one who needed encouragement…Dude lying by the entrance required medical attention but “All Eyes On Me”….He eventually disappeared into the Night…I thought this was the end of our Fight…I told Pac we should book an immediate Flight…Two years ago “Brenda Had A Baby” on “My Block” and during that time, it was “Me Against The World” as lost souls roamed ghetto sidewalks looking for trouble…Always Mad…Always Angry…Always Confused…”Me And My Girlfriend” had so many arguments about staying away from “California Love” but the lust and allure had control over us…We weren’t suppose to make the Mike Tyson Fight tonight…Now I sit in this ER…Now I Cry in this ER…Amaru still unconscious in this ER…A Doctor pulled me to the side and informed me that there had been no “Changes” and his “Dear Mama” was told that a recovery was bleak…I decided to sneak a bottle of  Remy into the Hospital bathroom to “Pour Out A Little Liquor” for my “Fallen Soldier” that might never see daylight again…I guess “Only God Can Judge Him Now”…”I Aint Mad At Ya” were thoughts that I wrestled with entering the Taxi Cab. Heading back to the Las Vegas strip I wondered “If Heaven Got A Ghetto” because “If I Die Tonight” in retaliation trying to “Hit Em Up”, at least I know God will have “Unconditional Love”. As I approached my opposition, I pulled out the 9mm and squeezed…”How Long Will They Mourn Me”…

R.I.P.

The End

“Grant Me Serenity” #Faith (by Tony Hanes)

“Grant Me Serenity”

“Prayer is the act of communicating with a deity or spirit in worship.[1] Specific forms of this may include praise, requesting guidance or assistance, confessing sins, as an act of reparation or an expression of one's thoughts and emotions.” *wikipedia

 

God, “Grant Me Serenity” in these times of need.

Indeed, you are the beginning and the end.

Therefore; I send you this letter sealed with faith.

Regardless of the language and interpretation,

I remain on bended knees.

“Grant Me Serenity” in a fashion that I can understand.

I pray for the ones who are forced to live in Misery.

Slavery-

Victims of worldwide inflation-

False representation-

Spectacles made out of honest people-

The evil that men do is unacceptable… Inconceivable

Accept this apology on all of our behalf.

Accept this plea so the righteous can at least be mentally free.

I ask again, “Grant Me Serenity” so I can sleep well tonight.

Today, I heard that there is a fight between doctrines and scripture.

This debate, I decided to remain neutral and feed on truth.

The hour glass has taught me to talk only when needed,

patiently contemplating spiritual refuge.

Time pass as I wait for solitude.

Tomorrow, on bended knees,

another request for you to “Grant Me Serenity”,

will flow off my tongue with utter humility.

At this moment I sit here relaxed, head nodding to my favorite beat-

Knowing that serenity is right down the street and peace has been granted with

Thee-

God, “Grant Me Serenity” and I will continue to stretch my hands to thee-

The End

SADE: "A Relationship Sour" (Fun little Freestyle)

*Sade is my favorite female singer so this is why I had no choice but to do a little freestyle on her. I used her song titles. Obviously :)

SADE: "A Relationship Sour"

On my balcony, I watched stars dance around the moon,

 lusting for communication.

We use to "Cherish the Day", when each hour was like "Paradise".

I must admit, "This is No Ordinary Love”.

A year ago, I thought I was a "Smooth Operator",

 as I approached you in the local Jazz Club.

I was arrogant and naive at the same time,

talking about "Nothing Can Come Between Us",

once you groove to my mellow movements.

I must admit, I'm stupid.

My siblings, each preached the gospel,

 after six months of mental torture.

Damn, this “Soldier of Love”,

is the definition of mental torture.

Your passion is magnetic but,

"It’s Never As Good as The First Time",

Well…………Sometimes.

I was determined to ignore everyone because,

 love is "Stronger Than Pride".

Maybe this was lust, maybe you run from trust.

My Aunt called you a "Jezebel",

but you’ve given me "The Kiss of Life".

I would like to “Hang On To Your Love”,

even if it kills me.

Hell, this “Mermaid” actions,

just might kill me.

"Is it a Crime",

that even though we fight a "War of Hearts",

I still love you?

Somewhere in the middle of this Institution,

I seek refuge from you but I remain stubborn.

You are the Vulture, eating at my remains.

Mentally, I stay "By Your Side",

there is no need to "Keep Looking".

Maybe, I’m going insane.

Tonight,

I serve as the "King of Sorrow".

I BELIEVE IN YOU.

I'm Stupid.

This is “A Relationship Sour”

You use to be Sweet.

”Why Can’t We Live Together”?

You use to be so Sweet.

Without your armor,

 I know longer have a “Bullet Proof Soul”.

 

The End