Revolution   As I lay half awake... listenin to the fuckin insanity; I still hear the footsteps coming closer, their closer; --closer than ever before... The voices are getting louder; what the fuck is this shit?? I am still myself now... just much fowler. as shit creeps into my head like some kind of midnight prowler... some Compton shit of a different magnitude I'm not feelin this crap; shit used to be a distant echo in my brain... now it's amplifying phenomenally causing me to...

You Can’t Hear Me Life is broke. Tried ta fix it. I knocked... God answered; never been here before... loved? wanted needed? found caressed sighed and died all but too many times. Lied to myself in promise and then made a fool of. Gave generously of myself, strength... love... philosophy, poetry, on and on only to find this glorious ass failure called life has dumped shit all over me again. Over-kill; when happily-twisted hearts couldn't cry... or try a lil ounce of help it... to take some or...

Why Reality The night engulfs me to a beautiful momentous peak... Again. Showered with lonely translucent omni potent beams of moon love, and respect for the earth; Locking in on a reminder of my love for you, so helpless in wondering where you are... questions of why not... how ya doin... ...or just how come you are not here beside me sharing rare moments that care dearly for the love of you and I. Set in the cold reality of a moment had. I’ll See Ya… my bad; G. A. Taylor Jr. c./01/08

MISSIN YOU YOU… THANK YOU; MY EYES ARE ON YOU... THE URGE, JUST TO HOLD YOU, HAS PRODUCED THE SONG WITHIN THE MELODY... SO IN NEED OF YOU; LOST AWAY FROM MY HEART IN ABSENCE OF THAT WHICH WAS; ENDLESS REACHING THOUGHTS, BOUND BY SINCERE EMOTIONS... REMEMBERING, THE SMILES AND SOFT LAUGHTER OF LOVE… WITHIN THE WRITTEN AND JOYFUL WORD DREAMING VIVIDLY OF YOU MY SENSITIVE ADORING QUEEN; CAUSES MY LIL HEART TO FLUTTER... SEEKING THE RETURN OF YOUR LOVE... YOUR SILKY WRITTEN TOUCH... PRAYING THAT ...