Pity for you to earn

You....
Looking at me....
What is it...
That you have...
That makes you...
Commendable of...
 my pity?
What is it...
That you have shown...
To attain...
The pity I own...
And can give...
as a loan?
The merit...
Ratified to me...
To concede to you...
Is for you...
to procure.
No shortcuts...
to Life.
It is necessary...
to move.
Though a diminutive amount ...
Of advice...
to share.
Nothing is free...
For you...
to bare.
So work...
You will...
Have...
to do.
Or pay the price...
and no pity for you.

What lies beyond...

What lies beyond,
is a world unseen...
To those with eyes,
no matter how keen.
To those who have,
To those who want,
They just have to bare the jeering taunt.
no matter the clamor,
no matter the bribe,
There is not one locution to describe.
The world that is a haven for the pure king and queen,
For it is a world left unseen...

Sounds to be heard

Walking down the street,
I heed a beep,
The sound of a car,
Waiting for the child to finish his leap,
across the street.
Sitting on the bus,
I catch a honk,
The cadence of a bottom,
Letting go of those beans after a bonk,
on the head for forgetting his homework on the street.
Jotting notes in school,
I descry a screech,
The sound of a pair of feet,
Being schlepped to guidance for eating a peach,
espied on the street.
Sounds to be heard across the world,
Sounds to be heard for the ear to listen,
and sounds to be heard for you and for me.

as colorful as the world

black is as dark as the night,

white is as light as the day,

blue is as refreshing as the ocean,

orange is as beautiful as the sunset,

purple is as plump as the plum,

yellow is as bright as the sun,

green is as soft as the grass,

gray is as gleaming as the metal,

red is as vicious as the blood...

the meaning: the world started off a dark place with no life or meaning. then came life, a single piece of hope in the evolving world. slowly, some new things started to come besides just plain things. life came a it was the most amazing thing in the world. animals and people started growing, becoming more full of themselves. life was good, supplying the world with what it need. then came over use and new pollution. the world started developing worries instead of positive additions. and the world will become the dark age again unless we change it...

Hate is a Strong Word

Hate is a Strong Word.
It is addressed to enemies,
Not to family members or dear friends.
It is a dangerous word,
Breaking the hearts of some and the thoughts of others.
It is brought out by the dark of people,
The conscious of the mind in perplexing times.
It is fruitless to say,
There is no gain in saying it, only loss.
It is a sin to use,
An inhumane word for the most dirtiest of people.
Hate is a Strong Word.

Hurricane Irene V.S. Superstorm Sandy

    Beautiful... Indeed beautiful... The impromptu tree crashes to the ground, awakening the neighbor's senses   as they jump out of bed to investigate their alarm clock at 2:00 in the morning. No one yells, "TIMBER!!" though.... Water is pouring, not just trickling but pouring through garage doors as it files into the basements of the unprepared people like uninvited guests forcing themselves into a house and demanding the hospitality provided to dear family. There are no pipes broken though... Beautiful might not be the word chosen to illustrate the atrocious moment if the objects allotted 2 feet away could be seen; an impossible task due to the opaque blankets (apocryphal of course) bestowed upon each light the neighborhood is granted. An immutable wall broken only with time. The signs of a hurricane. The wave of fright, crashing the city, sweeping everything in its path into the room of horror. The lucky get out quick enough but the unlucky may never return. The infamous characteristics of Hurricane Irene and Superstorm Sandy. These natural disasters differed greatly in the outcomes they brought, providing me and my family with the decree to find a new way to survive each.

    Hurricane Irene and Superstorm Sandy gave people different ways to tolerate each because of the fact that they dealt different dilemmas. For instance, Hurricane Irene brought heavy rains to the party, flooding basements with water (something I luckily don't own). Superstorm Sandy diminished it term, "Super", and brought the common amount of rain, something you could bypass with an umbrella. This would only prove productive if a person was strong enough to control the umbrella from the stalwart winds that are knocking down power lines and chopping the power from the homes like thread, an act played only in Sandy. This opposes Irene, in which the lights did not even flicker for a second. The consequences of the two hurricanes were varied tremendously, one of the main differences of the hazards of the year.

Travel- Compare and Contrast

    Lifting... Slowly lifting... That glamorous moment when it's too late to stop for the whiners, but just the right moment for the kids to scream joyfully as that once enormous skyscraper or truck looks as if it can be squashed under the vindictive foot like an ant. In the other world, you would be drifting away as the skyscrapers get smaller and smaller. As you can see, both the ship and the plane are synonymous in the excitement that they emit. In a plane and a ship, a person gets "butterflies" in their stomach as either vehicle pulls away, awaiting the adventure that is too come. In both, a person will love the feeling of either being in the middle of the ocean, seeing nothing but water surrounding you, or being above the clouds, looking at those cotton balls from the top of them. As boring as this may sound, people like something different. That is why planes and ships are so lovable. They are unusual. Sometimes, though, they can be detrimental to another's eye.
    For the whiners, those moments of excitement are replaced with terror beyond what they expected. They would cry as the skyscrapers got smaller. The "butterflies" would be demons in their stomachs, gnawing on their consciousness. Seeing nothing but water or clouds around you would be misery to the extent. Whiners are the type of people that don't like adventure. They are always looking at the catastrophes that could happen. They are like a turtle, inside their shell. All those people need, though, is some right guidance and baby steps. Start small and end up big. The abnormality will grow and soon, the turtle will be out of its shell and racing against the rabbit, having the adventure of his/her life.