You can still. . .

When someone blows you at the knees to prevent you from standing show them you can still crawl.

When they saw off your extremities to prevent you from moving show them you can still slither using your chin to propel you forwards. Keep moving!

If they remove your tongue to stop you from speaking your truths, know that you can still think your own thoughts. Keep thinking!

Even if they tell others to stop speaking your name, to forget you ever existed they will not succeed. You are unforgettable baby!

You are an amazing human being and they and they can all go . . . ..

Never let anyone dim your light! Keep shining brightly. Keep moving! The future is yours. Plan for it.

With all my love
Guady G

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The Soul


They can take my money
They can take my clothes
They can even take my job

But one thing they can never ever have is my soul

I and only I control that!

Remember that the universe doesn’t forget. Karma oh karma

With Love
Guady G

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Air, No Air

Gasping for air
Why didn’t I care?

I thought it was cool
So I started in high school

I should not have started
Soon I’ll be among the departed

Now I strongly regret
Smoking that first cigarette

Air, ai, a, . . .

Help is available at https://www.health.ny.gov/prevention/tobacco_control/campaign/quit_smoking/quit.htm

Have a grand day. Hugs from Brooklyn.
Guady G

Feeling so lost!


I’m lost in this maze
Without focus
Without direction
My increasing fright only making me have less sight.

Who are you to beseech all of me? You are superfluous.

You are zero!
You are not the one!
You’re not my hero and you’re definitely not the sun!

I will walk out of your shadow.
I am alive. I must be me.
I’m not afraid to be alone with the unknown.

I’ve found my way out of this maze you created for me. Good bye.

Thank you for all your support.
Guady G

That hot night. . .


Last night I was woken up by a loud banging on the door. No, not that banging. Laughing to myself right now. It was a loud pounding on my living room door. I don’t quite recall what I was dreaming about so needless to say it must have been blah! What the heck? It was 2 am and I had to work the next day. What the . . . …

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