History

" The Modern Time and the Living Past"

This is the best story of my life
The past, the present, and the future
The good, the bad, and without the strife
It happened, it will happen, and for sure.

I called this humbly my true story
What really transpired as the basis
Of my stark life: a reality
Giving my name poetic justice.

The vacation picnic was the start
When I saw a bird gayly flying
A bird of prey ready for the dart
To one's death's door - waiting and wishing.

My young mind was plagued with dire questions
About the diamond in the sky;
Or is it outside our positions?
And maybe dear God would say, just try.