Lighting the way

The people I love are loved because they are everything that I am not and know of everything that I am. They bring light to my darkness.

Blossoming – Words with a Barber Poem

Conversation with a barber – Michael Xavier Ortiz

Calm your nerves my son, said the barber man
you’re not the only one, and this is not the end
find the one you love and be the man she needs
and don’t you curse above, remember the giving tree
always hold her tight , protect and fight for her
she is your warm dim light and and you are her warrior.

Warrior Poet: don’t criticize what you can’t understand

Sgt. Adam Kohlhaas & Sgt. Steven Christofferson KIA Bayji, Iraq APR/21/2008

For them:

All along the eastern shore
Some of these kids make me feel poor
And every time I try to leave
The flag pulls so hard on my sleeve
Bullets rain down from the sky
Never knew I could sink so high
Blind and guilty is my name
Honest men put me to shame
Those we save are far and few
Not enough to be thanked by you
Give me purpose give me strength
God is listening for short lengths
When I pass let it be heard
All we thought of was one word
Mother mother hear my cry
When these people ask me why
Blood and tears both pour out now
Trying to feel but don’t know how
This fight has gone on for too long
It’s time to stop this unsung song
I leave my thoughts to you now
I ask forgiveness and you ask how
Don’t forget the ones who died
They will linger by my side
And when you ask about their lives
I recall their last short cries
These men these soldiers these strong few
Died hard and brave and true
– Michael X Ortiz

Scared Bright

The darkness can be terrifying and lonely. The night has so much to take from us; our innocence, our safety, and our clarity. Wether you scream bloody mary thrice in the bathroom or walk your dog down a dim lit park in South Central Los Angeles you can feel the night creep up on your spinal column and envelop your nerves.The only trust we can parcel out reunites with these lamps, these flickering god-sends that echo from Tesla and Edison. When you walk out into the abyss and take that first breath, remember the light in yourself and what that translates to your own idea of courage. Be afraid not of the dark!