What a night?

Restless oh restless as I lay in my bed

Intrusive thoughts interrupting my sleep

Thought I had let it go but it’s still in my head!

I feel so frustrated that I want to weep

All I did was point out the injustices I saw

Like, why were good workers being overworked to the last straw?

Well because the lazy workers were their buddies

And I was the one sent packing. Ain’t that cruddy?

They even wrote up some fabrication to make it seem fair

Someone had warned me of those a-holes there

I didn’t believe them but perhaps I should have

But I mustn’t worry cause one day I’ll have the last laugh

Those poisonous snakes think they have won

But wait till they get caught in the web I left spun

Karma oh karma , oh well

Where there is evil, goodness shall prevail!

No reason to cry I realize now.

I’m at peace and I can sleep now.

Dear friends don’t let them break you down or truly they have won. You are strong and brave! The truth will always win in the end. When you are a good person the universe will take care of them for you. It may seem like that’s a lie but trust me their day is coming. So sleep well. With all my love from Brooklyn NY

Guady G

Chirp ch

On the street I saw you there right by my feet stricken with despair with what you did meet out of nowhere.

I started to cry. Why did you die? Mortality was your reality. But why?

They didn’t like your singing or the joy you were bringing so with bitter hearts right in mid-flight they played their parts in stopping your light.

They beat you down with not even one frown, leaving you to rot alone on the street where we did meet.

Don’t let the haters bring you down. Keep moving and elevate yourself higher with self-love. Soar baby soar! You can accomplish anything and everything you set your mind on.

With much love from Brooklyn Guady G. I send you hugs and more hugs. Muah! Happy Friday. Have a great weekend.

One Day with Pride

I am alone in this world

Without my mother and father

I wish I could say it was because of some accident

But it’s because they were full of lament

I wasn’t your normal little boy as they saw it

I was a freak of some sort in their eyes

I wanted a dress to wear instead of a car to play with

But as hard as I tried I couldn’t stop being me

Why couldn’t they accept me for who I was?

Instead they abandoned me in a city park

Now I’m in the foster system it’s true

But one day they will regret they walked away

They will have nothing to say except sorry.

That day, that one day shall come

I will shine brightly with pride

Someone will love me cause I love me

And I will no longer need to hide

I am me and I will be free.

Happy Pride month. It’s time to embrace yourself even if others may not understand. Love is love. I send you hugs from Brooklyn

Sincerely Guady G

The Bestseller

I don’t want to be that bestseller book. The one you couldn’t wait in line for or purchase in advance. You were ecstatic when it was gifted to you because you saved some money and time.

You took it home and couldn’t put it down. You read it and were excited about getting to the next chapter. Heck you even spoke to your close friends and family about such a great gift.

You peruse it once again to be able to participate in the monthly book reader’s club. You love the pages and the cover. You feel so proud to have read it because now you are admired for knowing the most about the plot and the main character.

Overtime you find interest in other books so you place it on your shelf. It just sits there collecting dust and it’s pages turning yellow. You barely look at it anymore but you still brag about how you got the bestseller. It’s very valuable and coveted by many readers but it’s yours.

But then you find another bestseller book that occupies your time. The older best seller book is just there watching you but you don’t even care. It’s pages haven’t been touched in many years. The sun has burned the cover making it fade in color. It barely resembles the book you loved years ago.

In summary you are nothing but a mere book reader without appreciation for the value of what he reads or has. I’ve seen how you part from books so easily. You sell your books for a few cents, donate them but mostly you just throw them out along with the trash.

So no I don’t want to be that bestseller book on your shelf. I want to be like the dictionary or the Bible because you can never be without either of those two. You will always need to check spellings and you will always need guidance.

Sending you good vibes from Brooklyn. Muah Guady G