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Cleanse my Heart



Just want to

Wash away

All the moments

Before today

Start fresh

With new reason

Stop giving

Into treason

If I could

Id reach in

Remove the pieces

Of past sin

Look at it

In tilted hand

Watch it spill

Like time clock sand

Never again

Will I be

Brought to tear

Brought to knee

All it takes

To live this part

Is cleanse my soul

Cleanse my Heart





On the wall

Where I live

It records

What I give

A little left

A little right

It records

Day and night

Following me

Across the room

It records

Far and zoom

Never sleeps

Or even blinks

It records

While we think

I wonder if

It even cared

It records

What we shared

This world we’re in

The pain we see

It records

My camera me



Everything is on the line…I have put it out there…Said my piece and shared my heart…I opened up, I truly opened up, AND I did it with so few words…Less words than I thought…I guess that’s what happen when it’s real, huh?…It doesn’t take much at all to tell the truth…The truth is not so dependent on preaching and pleading or selling your feelings to another…It was quite liberating actually…Like a lifted weight…Once I had said what I had to say, I said to myself,”Holy crap, that’s exactly how I really feel!“…Funny thing is, I didn’t intend to get it out there like that, it just kinda happened during the conversation with her about my unhappiness…


She sat and I assumed she was listening…I mean she was driving as I spoke…Tossing in some,”Uh uh’s and yeps,” here and there… Nodding  her head and agreeing occasionally with me while commenting on the other cars on the road and how the sun was TOO sunny that morning…

I had said my truth and not another word…I didn’t plan it that way…I just did not have another word to say after my truth came out…My heart/soul/body/vocal cords didn’t even make a move to say anything else…

We arrived at my office…I got out of the car…She was adjusting her sun visor again…She didn’t say a word and drove off…I stood there and watched her car melt into the morning traffic…

As she disappeared from my view I finally spoke again …“Hey, I want my truth back.”




Like a coat

Worn all day

It covers you whole

In every way

You’re able to walk

And move about

Still you feel

The shame and doubt

Sometimes it feels

Like you’re the one

Like you were chosen

To carry the shun

I feel the weight

Upon my shoulders

Will I crumble

As I get older

Looking around

I must decide

To reveal my burden

Or continue to hide

What if they see

The pain I hold

Will I be caught?

Or invited into the fold




Growing up in Inwood.


On hot summer days growing up in Inwood NY, we had to find a way to cool off.

I found this video or it found me of exactly what we did back then.

We did not have video cameras back then thank god, or the legal troubles would still be going on.

This clip is spot on to my past.

The “C-Rock” is a 110 foot high cut of stone on The Bronx side of NYC. One side of the rock has a commuter rail line and the other side faces the Hudson River.

The “C” used to be painted annually by the freshman class of Columbia University, their athletic field is located to the east of the rock. The very top of the rock is named The Hump.

Great video, great flashback.