Seven Candles For Kaya
Seven years ago, upon this very day-
Marked for me, in a most seminal way,
The beginning of my purposeful life;
Quite clearly I recall the enraptured awe
That I felt when your visage I first saw:
From that moment on, the inspiration I have drawn-rife
With a duteous appreciation for a higher power,
Hath proffered responsibility, from which I would never cower.
I lament that I may not share this day,
Though I send all of my love, and hope this may
Indeed be with you, this and every other day;
As the world's most fortuitous Father, no other may
Be more proud, nor gather more mirth-
Every day, not just upon that of your birth!
-Maurice Harris,3 March 2011
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Where's Daddy?
A small child cries out in the night,
As she longs for a Father who can not be there;
If she wishes long and hard enough, he might
Just show up one day, so that they may share
In one another's lives once again-
Allowing time's healing to finally begin!
'Where's Daddy? ' she asks, seemingly out of nowhere;
Her Mother cannot provide a proper answer-
She pretends all the while that she really does care,
Yet, her self-contempt has already spread, like a cancer!
The child has finally started to realize
That 'Mommy' is precisely what she was taught to despise:
She wears a mask, hiding her vicious lies;
The child ios left heart-broken-in a world of 'whys? '!
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The Benevolence Of A Thousand Answered Prayers
My beloved Angel, how might I go about, to
Describe what you mean to me?
Mine life is devoid of sustenance without you
And mine eyes are blind; I am bound to be
A new and better man, with you by my side:
You are the one 'secret' my heart could never hide;
Sunsets are sure to be far more brilliant,
As your very grace ensures it has cause to be e'er resilient;
I am inspired and exalted, and at once, in awe-
At the beautificence that is you, in all your glory!
A comparison to same, I may never draw-
A fact that obviated through our brief love story!
May the benevolence of a thousand answered prayers,
Bring to life the reality, that now, my heart only dares!
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Alas, My Love, Here We Are
Alas, my love, here we are, at yet another crossroads;
Must we see, wherest we go, how well we shall bode!
Relationships understood, by none, but we;
Explicative to none else, to know, you do, me!
Return, must we, to our days of yore;
None else matters herein- no need of settling the score!
Where for art thou lonely heart?
Hearest, you must, my call to love, commencing our start!
The essence of you, the definition of me-
Wherest ever you are- so too easily seen!
Close thine eyes, imagine me there-
Close thine eyes, imagine there be no scare!
Lovest, honor all that you are-
Respecteth, cherish- for thee, near or far!
Maurice Harris,11 December 2007
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Catch The Wind
Catch the wind and ride the cloud
That is your dreams; be not afeared-
This is your life, live it your way and be proud;
Do not fret that others may think you weird,
There is no one that is not thought to be-
Hardly anyone is what they ought to be,
According to those that make others their business!
People are afraid of anything not in their own likeness;
Think only of what you truly desire,
And use this alone, to alight the fire
That is your zest for life, and keep it burning!
No matter what you may write, the pages are turning
In the book that is your life, so make it great-
Catch the wind, do it now, do not procrastinate!
-Maurice Harris,16 July 2011
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Precious Moments Lost By Fear
Precious moments lost by fear-
Let down by the system I serve, for which I fight!
Count your blessings that vengeance lives not here,
My power is inherent in the wrongs I shall right!
I must protect myself and my progeny-
Never shall I wane in my paternal spirit!
I leave for you to decide your destiny,
The winds of true justice call- do you hear it! ?
You are wrong and have committed many sins
Nothing you have done can serve to make any proud!
One cause ends so that another begins,
My song is the sound of redemption- I sing it loud!
One day you shall see the contempt you display:
Harken do I until we arrive at that day!
Maurice Harris,24 June 2008
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I Am But An Open Book
You now believe in the world I can offer;
Now more amenable to my heart's proffer-
An evolution for which-long, I did yearn;
The assurance you offer, I'll continue to earn!
Soon, you shall witness with perpetuity,
Your faith's reward-indeed, its acuity;
My mind is at ease, obligation owed to thee-
Your wants and desires, no longer a mystery!
We take pause now, learning more about each;
I am but an open book-read me, I do beseech!
What was once plainly uninspiring, even ordinary,
Shall be made most ennobling, even extraordinary;
Gaze in wide wonder, as our glorious confluence
Reveals what may be, with love in abundance!
Maurice Harris,23 March 2010
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Unchained Heart
I begged a wish, emboldened by my heart's intuition;
I shall endeavor every day to ensure it meets with fruition.
Each day when I awaken, and each night before before I sleep,
I pray that one day I may see keep,
The promise I made to my very own heart;
I want for every day, the impart
Of the jollity now asked to bide
For a time when I may follow faith's guide.
Come what may, come what might,
I shall wish thusly again, tonight.
If a dream's eventualization were measured by only desire,
I would sikerly be already engulfed in the unquenchable fire
That is embodied by a want others shall ne'er know-
Epitomized by a love that my unchained heart shall e'er show!
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Tested Are We, By Him
Life is rife with times less than desirable,
All need support and occasional encouragement-
Mine offered to you is but parcel to my love's testiment
With love in your heart, all is achievable!
Tested are we, by Him, as proof of our loyalty
All the while, made stronger each time:
Aiding us whilst we traverse life's climb-
More prepared are we then for it's reality!
Fidelity proven, as the timeless adage:
Through sickness and health, good times or bad,
All the while is strengthened, the love we had!
It's power and reach, ample to always assuage!
Alone, we are not as powerful as together,
This is now, and shall be-forever!
Maurice Harris,7 November 2008
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The Gift, Not Given
'Christmas was great Mommy', says the little girl-
'Yet, Santa did not give the one present
I wanted more than any other in the whole world:
Why is my Daddy still absent? '
The Mother had naught with which to make reply;
She knew herself responsible for this void:
For years, she has witnessed her Daughter's hue and cry-
'I know my Daddy loves me, so why would he continue to avoid
Me as though I do not matter, for all these many years-
Why would he cause me all these many tears! ? '
No matter what this Mother seeks to give,
She has realized she has only ever taken away;
No matter how long she may live,
She will ne'er out last the guilt of that Christmas Day!
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