His Own Mess

A man with his face sunken in,

looks like he could die any minute

he’s had a rough go of life

He’s got to admit

but somehow he’s still kicking

There’s things he’s done in his past

that he regrets but can’t take back,

We’ve all been through that,

all he can do is seek out forgiveness

for taking so much for granted

& take responsibility for his own mess

& live w/the consequence

By:J.N.R Dutton

Delia

Delia was a young girl, born in a city near the Rio Grande

Her Daddy was an agricultural man, Always just doing the best he can

By the time Delia was eight years old, She joined him working her time away

Hardly had the chance to go to school, barely rested or even played

She worked hard, sweating in the heat

but oh, she never complained,

She had callouses on her hands, blisters on her feet

She would do anything she could

To help her family make ends meet

By:J.N.R Dutton

Heartfelt Kiss

They’re each working hard every week

to make the rent

There’s more month than money,

it’s all quickly spent

but they’ve still got their happiness

People often wonder how they do it

They say:

“we make time for the little things,

in each other’s arms we find our bliss,

Take nothing for granted, each night before

we go to sleep, we end our days w/a heartfelt kiss” 

By:J.N.R Dutton

 

 

The Mask

We all know someone like this

He puts on a mask, a confident charismatic charade

Every day, that says he’s got it together,that he’s

got it made but if you took even the dull edge of a blade

and cut it away, peeled back the disguise

I can tell you what you’d find, something anyone

can relate to and recognize… a man struggling

with pain, wrestling with his own mind,

He won’t tell you of the many nights he’s cried

Afraid to tell anyone what he’s dealing with

or feeling inside

By: J.N.R Dutton