In The Race of life

In the race of life we all have to learn

so we watch and listen until it's our turn

and when number 18 shines on us

we grab the torch with the slightest touch

and when your race is over you pass the torch

for the next generation can go further of course.

  In The Living Years

In the living years we should take the time

To say the things that’s on our mind

But to wait until death is so routine

Because that’s easier or so it seems

But every now and again we remember a time

And have that loved one on our mind

And out of guilt we drop some tears

And wish it was said in the living years.

I Kept Thinking

A week and a day was all I knew

and I kept thinking

what was he going to do

treat me so right until I fall in love

But this is just a dream I'm thinking of

And I kept thinking; this is it

finally I can sit back and feel content

Love he gave to me each day

Until he started to fade away

And I kept thinking

though the phone calls was few

until I realized

their is nothing I could do

So I live on without tears of weeping

but for some strange reason

I kept thinking.

 Kell

I Thank You

At times when I lied, you stayed true

I have to say I thank you

When I thought I couldn't make it

you pulled me through

I have to say I thank you

for the gift of words

and the knowledge to know

for the people in my life

who come and go

for me knowing my wrong

so I can make it right

and giving me the strength 

to write through the night

So many things I know I could do

and because I know I say thank you

Kell

Dreams

You reach and you reach but you just can't seem to touch

and each and everyday you want to give up

the closer you see it; the further it seems

but we have another day to reach our dreams

some call me a dreamer I say i'm blessed

because their are people

who haven't found their dreams yet.

a writer I am but name unknown

but I'll keep trying until the lord call me home

and when I die the label will be

"A Dreamer she was"

but a writer to me.

Precious Time 

We'll meet again but until then
always remember you are my friend
but I must move on
to go get mine
and not take for granted
                                precious time.

Tribute To Malice Green

You can erase the face but the message is still there

we're not blind to see you just don't care

each time you come to erase the face

it'll be right back like an athelete in a race

so carry your hatred to your grave if you dare

and when god ask :

"Why didn't you care".

The Hats

I love my hats

but they don't represent me

they give me an opportunity to be free

but also show a little personality

rather they're red, black, tall or wide

I wear my hats mainly outside

and I sort of feel good as a matter of fact

I guess that's why I wear my hats.

People Underground

I see them sleep and beg for food
trying to get help

while we treat them rude

some want help

while others don't care

but who are we to judge

now don't you dare

People underground is what they're called

depending on your city

if you care at all

if you take time to talk to a few

you'll realize they're just like me and you

so the next time you see them

don't stare with a frown

offer some help to the people underground.