Hands of time move us forward, never back. Only memories frozen in mind, can we re-enact.

Friendship reaches well above all currency.

A poem is but a thought, a mere memory caught at play. From hand onto paper, bleeding thoughts emerge.

Know me for my abilities, not my disability.

It doesn't matter which side of the tracks your from, the train still rolls the same.

A man is not wealthy simply by the contents of his pockets alone, but instead by the richness of his heart.

There may be troubled waters along the many paths my life shall take, but only I as a man, may keep my vessel afloat, and guide myself straight.