Create

Create

With each passing day, the floor moves further away.
Hold tight to what you've got. Use a chain or tie a knot.
Meditate on yesterday. Do not let it fade away.
Good or bad, happy or sad, it's what you had.
Memories is the fuel to create. Boundless ideas to contemplate.
A song, a poem, a smile, a tear, remember the time, use the fear.
Fact or fiction, real or a vision. Scream to world, we need your prediction.
The director is you, the movie is you, roll the camera, always be true.
Give us the drama, give us the strife, give us the story, this thing called life.

Written by Christian Francis
Posted on 03-22-13

The Bonds of Age

The Bonds of Age The bonds of age, keep turning the page, my desires in a cage, suppressing the rage,

with only memories to gage, my life was the wage...the strength did fade, the mind

wasn't made, now at the end of day, was there another way...how do you say, I'm

sorry, how do you take it back...regrets are what's left, won't let me forget...trying to

correct the mistakes...but the heart still breaks.

Written by Christian Francis

Posted on 05/19/12