Poetry to feast on
Pride
   
by david "blakwulf" chiang

Pride is our downfall
in this life that we live.
Always getting in our way
whether from the lack of funds,
to being stubborn and no fun.

Pride is a good thing
defining us as men.
It helps us to live; acting responsibly providing for ourselves and those we hold dear.

Pride is a value,
a frame of mind;
can it live within us
without disturbing our every line.

Give me your hand,
lend me a hand.
Pride will not interfere
with Gods almighty plan.

Help us oh god
teach us we ask
this must be the way
humbly trying to stay
selfless each day.

Pride, foolish pride
It ends friendships, lives,
and loves.
Help us to see,
that pride cannot stay
then and only then
can we evolve as men
in every way
loving each other
near and far.
Pride--
A bitter sweet
needless ideal
PRIDE
TASTEFUL THINGS
by David "Blakwulf" Chiang

I make things that are sweet and tasty. Things that melt in your mouthe like butter and honey.From the boston creme pie to the fudge brownie I make. Treats that are sour and full of zest, from the orange chicken to the cajun duck. I toast all the things that I create. the things you snack on and clean your plate. to you I adorn the the marang of desserts. the german chocolate, the coconut slop. I make them for you all. I make you drool, I make you stare. Come to my table and taste them all. You will like them just wait and see, for the last kitchen poet made them for thee.
SORROW
by David "Blakwulf" Chiang

When it rains, it pours. This I know is true, for you left and the pain did not.
One problem after another
Why did you leave?
Why did you leave?
Seeing your face, the warmth of your embrace, I miss.
Why did you go, OH, why did you go.
You left with no good bye, not even a reason why. I hate you!!
I hate YOU, but I love you too.
I feel so much since you went away
I hope your happy and safe
for my every day is but a lastingwaste
I must move on, but I knwo not how.
Come to my sleep and show me the way, help me now and maybe stay.
I dream of you often, I dream of you now. the friendship we had and the times we shared.
I miss you now and always will.
in my heart you are locked away to remember forever.
Somewhere under the stars I still see your sweet face.
As gentile as a baby and somber as a lark. I will miss you my friend.
Be safe and happy untill the day when we will rejoice and I return to walk in your valley.
Earth Talk
by David "Blakwulf" Chiang


I hear the bee talk with lots to say
no one is listening to the buzz of the day. The rivers are showing us the way
through the creeks and streams each and every day. The trees protect us and guide our way. the birds are singing but we do not hear. The rock is silent but very strong. upon him we lean on and learn the songs.
The earth is talking, let us hush and be still, for in the wind we can learn of what is real. We see the beauty of this great land and demolish it where err we stand. Shall we unite standing as one listening our mother and fixing our wrong. When will we learn from our past, that human evolution will not last. We can change if we only hear. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow is near. When the day comes for us to leave, let it be said that we gave back that which we do not need.
I hear you talking and am listening close, but when will I decide to end this verse. I wish I may, I wish I might, see the stars my god has built tonight.
the love that we have, it must be shared, given back to earth do she can grow again. The web of life is tangled and fine, it isn't hard to make it all rhyme. Now that i am done I hope you'll agree, that together we stand, together we unite, we can save this land from ourselves, and stop our own selfdestruction.
A Cowboy
by David "Blakwulf" Chiang

Down the road past the horizon
is a lover that no one describes
He is a handsome and cheeky
a real keeper with a leash
He wears lots of fur and is quite nice
He rides alone, his sacrifice
HE ropes and rides bucking them all
He is dying and has many many names
If you meet him handle with care
For a gentileman cowboy has so much to share
We talk of the past and what is to come. The cowboy is here and
currently has none
He builds a legacy for one and all
cause he is searching for the
cowboy in us all
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