Poems From Cameron Missouri

My Life

Why try to walk in the footsteps of greatness
Learn from leaders?
We have another word for it.
School for the second half of life.
The Bad News,
Two things u never thought you'd see,
Seen & Heard and Tight lies.
Above all Others,
Crisis.
The Good News,
There is none.
Be strong.
Just get a grip.
Unlike other so called "Breathtaking Beauties,
Not all of us can afford defining moments, Perfect matches, and Luxury.
What you need to know is just appear relaxed.
Some people call playing with fire a reason to learn.
Read It!
Watch It!
Thou shalt not take the Lord's name in vain.
But if you have a choice for the sake of me,
BE SPECIAL!

A Day We Will Always Remember...
I never thought it would happen
nobody had expected it
Everything was going great that one day
Untill we heard that frightful news
nothing was ever going to be the same
that we knew
all of those people died for no reason
all those mothers and fathers and daughters and son's
nobody ever knew what to say
we still dont know what to say
America is standing ready to fight we Proud americans and all we have to say now is...
For the land of the free we will fight for everything we love and desrerve

Stranger

It's been twelve years
Filled with wonder curiosity and some fears.

We haven't seen you since you left.
I wonder often if this choice you regret.

Confused when you called on that day
wishing your call would just go away

So many mixed emotions run through my mind
Hoping some comfort i soon shall find

Hearing your voice i start to cry
Tired of hearing your sorry lie

I have so many things to say
To get out of talking to you i try and find a way

He left us without a trace
Trying in my mind to picture the image of your face.

Never sending us a not, letter or card
HOlding back the tears now gets so hard.

I am too scared to meet you.
My brohter and sister are nervous too.

Not sure rather you expect me to call you father
Then i realize, why should i
Calling, sending stuff you never did bother

I now have a better guy that i call dad
the memories i lost though make me sad

I have new memories to replace them though
Which is good enough for now i know

You're a stanger that i know
From only a photograph and a few calls.

Hoping to see you one day
Only to god can i pray

Just Live

When you ask for advice
Make shure your shoes arent on too tight
Just look around up and down
And do what you think is write
No one knows just quite were to go
But we will all end up somewere
Maybe in clouds
Or in a meadow
For everyone has chose there own destiny
You are you
I am me
Everyone has a write
To be what they want to be
Just remember whats write
One day you'll see the light
And then you would have won the good fight
The fight of life
If you ever get tierd of fight for whats write
Just remember god loves you
God bless
The people who fight for us
The people who care
Mom and dad
Brother and sister
God bless all these people
And god bless all of you

Unrehearsed (a skateboarders poem)

World industries never let you see.
Blind is what the make of you.
Never knowing the diffrent Elements
You face, your world Flips into
diffrent Transworlds. No Immatations
Bucky skate into the Audio of life.
Vans fly by 50-50
Independence is what I need
Roll away and understand life
Fakie 50 to half cab out
Bam V.2 Limited Edition sell out
People take life for granted
I look up to the sky and all I see is a Darkstar. Alien attacking the only things I own. And I feel Haggard by Him.
The answer to my darkest question is the Sum of 41. You blink 182 times before the Birdhouse falls. Zowies shop is where I go to think out my thoughts.
Not very many people will understand this poem. But thats how life goes.