Love my Quest

Everyday that I open my eyes

I feel blessed

Every time I feel a sun rise

I confess

Life's the best

Love my quest

T.C

Happy Halloween

(2013)

Late night writing, after a long day

Late night writing, what will I say

or write 

(Yea, that's right)

Any way, will it be amusing, or off putting to some

Will I drink tea, as I write, or hows bout rum

or red wine

(that'll be fine)

Plus, It's better for your health

Will I write bout sex, religion, wealth

or none of the above

(What about, " Love")

or…. maybe a story, that I just heard

Will I proof read or forget and misspell a word

or two

(sometimes, I do)

and then, in the morn, I feel like crap

Man, this post was suppose to be

about Halloween

But instead it's all

over the 

map

Anyway, 
Happy Halloween!

(Blood curdling, SCREAM!)

T.C

The Legend of Angel's Night

As the fires raged

The city burned

And for a better day

the people yearned

From the devil's and demon's

that wreaked havoc in the night

For a little peace

a ray, a guiding light

And then one day

 it came in a flash

The revelation that only through

hard work, would last

So the people galvanized

and rallied  

with pride

Realizing goodness and evil

are choses

 and they lived deep

inside

each and every one of us

but if we come together

for what's right

That we, the people of

Detroit

could create

an 

Angel's Night

T.C

Arise

There's a window of opportunity

that doesn't stay open long

And it can lift your spirits, like

a hymnal song

But you gotta step up, 

grab on and slide through

Beyond your comfort zone

to a world that's brand new

You've never been more ready

The time is right

 Move forward

towards that small opening,

 that crack of light

The Chance in life 

that allows us to grow

To the solace 

that only struggle and hard

work will show

Your senses are sharp

now open your eyes

Use your gifts,

it's your birthright

Awaken, 

Arise

T.C  

Your Thing

Don't be afraid to do what

you do

Mistakes are a part of growing too

And you'll keep growing

till the day you die

Through strain and struggle

through tears you cry

You'll shape your future

with every move

So don't be afraid 

 that others won't approve

Or that you may regret

your actions later

Just state them as a lover

not as a hater

 This helps you find your mission in life

Through actions, not dreams

of what you might

Cause what you are

is what you do

So continuously 

strive to live your truth

Yes, bumps and bruises will

come and go

Mistakes will show up

but you should know

to leave them in the past

where they belong

As a learning tool

not a repetitive song

So you can continue to

do the thing

That will make your

heart and soul 

just sing

T.C

We Choose

We choose, whether or not

But we blame others a  lot

No one else has the control

No one else can corrupt your soul

We are the master's of our decisions

We're the creator of our own division 

So its time we faced the truth

WE are responsible for all that we do

T.C

Because of You

(The confession of a young suitor)

What is this that I feel

When I look in your eyes

What is written on your heart

that your smile can't deny

What's this music that I hear

when you whisper my name

Why will the world, that I live,

 never be the same

Because of you

I love what you do

Because of you

My life seems new

Because of you

Because of you

And I think you feel 

the same way too

T.C

(When I )

Come to You

Touch me with your voice

And I will have no choice

But to, Come to You

Come to You

Caress me with your hands

And give your gentle demands

of what you, want me to do

When I,

 Come to You

Come to You

Love me in the sheets

Till we fall fast asleep

And the morning's new

I, Come to You

Till darkness shines like light

Till Wrong's the only right

Till sadness becomes glad

that goodness is all bad

I'll Come to You

Come to You

T.C

Bringing It Back

Remember when, you weren't so cynical

When rising above it, was the pinnacle

of your day or week

Yeah, that was nice

Now every little thing cuts you like a knife

and like a razor, sharp, sword 

you return the attack

Letting every negative comment 

knock you off track

By feeding it energy it doesn't 

deserve 

By causing it to grow

to wreck your nerves

Samskara's they're called

and they dig in deep

Bringing anger and depression

and preventing you from sleep

Remember when, my friend, 

 we were to cool for that

We'll I remember it, dude

and I'm bringing it back

T.C

Tick, tick, tick (alternative ending)

Tick, Tick Tick, Tick

(alternative ending)

Where were you today, "60 Minutes"

When our citizen's ran with pride

Yeah, you wanted to show, "Detroit"

but just not that side

 You wanted the broken city

 the war torn place, the place of pity 

where I guess, we bide our time

waiting to be victim's of violent crime

But your tales are "Ruin Porn"

A gouge in the gut by the Devil's horn

Pseudo journalism

that's not too witty

Truth be told

 it's trite and shitty

Recycled 

"Flat Earth News"

"Churnalism" 

If you choose

to quote phases

by Nick Davies

Yeah, you wanted 

stray dogs and cracked out babies

No beautiful riverfront

No Midtown

Just a gory stunt

A one-sided story 

Of a people with no hope, 

 and no glory

No creative class

Or young professions back in the city, at last

No neighborhood rejuvenation

No investments by new companies or organizations

Just the "Midwest's Somalia", line

Yeah, "Bob Simon", We know your kind

 of journalism is devoid of substance and wealth

You and 60 Minutes can, both, go F*ck yourselves

T.C

Tick, tick,tick

Tick, Tick Tick, Tick

Where were you today, "60 Minutes"

When our citizen's ran with pride

Yeah, you wanted to show, "Detroit"

but just not that side

 You wanted the broken city

 the war torn place, the place of pity 

where I guess, we bide our time

waiting to be victim's of violent crime

But your tales are "Ruin Porn"

A gouge in the gut by the Devil's horn

Pseudo journalism

that's not too witty

Truth be told

 it's trite and shitty

Recycled 

"Flat Earth News"

"Churnalism" 

If you choose

to quote phases

by Nick Davies

Yeah, you wanted 

stray dogs and cracked out babies

No beautiful riverfront

No Midtown

Just a gory stunt

A one-sided story 

Of a people with no hope, 

 and no glory

No creative class

Or young professions back in the city, at last

No neighborhood rejuvenation

No investments by new companies or organizations

Just the "Midwest's Somalia", line

Yeah, "Bob Simon", We know your kind

 of journalism is devoid of substance and wealth

You're not qualified to write our story

So, we'll do it our self

T.C

People

People aren't always 

what they appear to be,

but they most certainly

are defined by their

energy

T.C

Welcome Back

I remember you

but it's been a while

I recognize your 

familiar smile

You've been MIA

Hiding out

Perhaps it was

the shame

Perhaps the doubt

Or life's traps

laid in fear

Whatever the hell,

I'm glad you're

here

Not just a mirrored reflection

that I see

but my true nature

the real me

T.C

Baby

(surrender)

Baby, baby, baby

Baby, let me lay you

Lay your body

 where you

stand

Open your mind 

to a gentle

command

Feel me press my lips in yours

roll your bodies on the floor

Lets get, lost in the moment

Lost in time

Lost in the fantasies

in our mind

In the passion

In cravings

asking

For more

Baby, baby, baby

Surrender to me, lady

over and over

again

Feel my love come 

pouring

in

to

you

Baby

T.C

Leery Of The Idle Mind

Tell me what to think

Tell me what to like

Play the game you play 

with my psych

Tell me what is trending

Tell me what is hot

Tell me who is right 

and who is not

Tell me what to feel 

Tell me what to say

Tell me which god

and how to pray

Tell me what matters

Tell me what is real

Tell me to drink the Kool Aid

Tell me, take the pill

Bombard me with your images

all the time

Let your sights and sounds 

fill my mind

And then you'll control me

heart and soul

You'll buy my loyalty with

fool's gold

Yes you would, 

but I'm not that kind

No devil,

I do not possess

 an idle mind

T.C

Missed Ya Today

Missed you very much, mama

Thought about you all day

So I visited your tombstone 

and thought I say, "Hey"

 Though, I know your spirits not buried in the ground

I visit every week

for the peace I've found

Just reading your name and thinking bout the years

of your lovely ways

it brings me to tears

Miss ya very much, ma

Thought about you all day

So when I wrote this poem

That's all I wanted to say

T.C

Your Story 

Hey you, what's your story

How could it ever be 

boring

For you are unique

So don't be timid, don't be meek

 You have originality to express

and you do it best

Actually you're the only one 

Who was born to do the things you have done

So share your glories tell

Even better yet, blaze a trail

Cause your existence is one of a kind

Come on tell your story, blow our mind

T.C

Belief

What do we believe 

and why do we believe it

is it honest to our souls

or implanted, so we retrieve it

 is it supported by faith

 Or are the answers still being sought

or maybe we believe, the world we're experiencing  

comes from our thoughts

Be it magical, or mystical, 

holy or a hell

Our beliefs only 

come into fruition 

when we take action toward

them as

well

T.C

,

Invisible Force

I feel your presence, as you pass me by

I see your affects in the mid-day sky

I hear your whispers in my ears

And when touch my face, sometimes I 

shed a tear

Lord knows, sometime, you knock me off track

But I feel much stronger when your at my back

When you're destructive and violent, I'm confused by your ways

But when you're gentle, it's refreshing, and I want you to stay

But I have no control of your movement, of course

So, I just marvel at the wonders of your invisible force

T.C

Lead by Example

Give till u can't give anymore

Love till your heart perpetually soars

Help till your hand is no longer needed

Instead of following a movement, lead it

Be the example 

Your resources are ample

Your mind is strong

Your instincts aren't wrong

You're experienced and wise

Now, teach others how to rise

 Don't just give a sample,

No,

Lead by example

T.C

It doesn't Make Sense

I hear what you're saying

but it doesn't make sense

Come on I'm not stupid,

slow or dense

You wanna save me money

You wanna save my soul

You wanna save me from myself

Cause you swear, I don't know

How bad off I would be, with

affordable care

But I pay for your coverage

and to you that seems fair

You take from me often

through sequestration

and shut downs

I ought to send you

walking,

next election, cause

you're a clown

A buffoon, a jester, a fool, a joke

Who doesn't respect

decent, honest, hard working, folks

T.C

The Promise

Beyond the clouds

In the sky

The Sun is shining bright

Promising days of fun in the sun

and beautiful temps at night

T.C