One Fine Day - Mouse Style

Once upon a time in a century long long ago there lived a little mouse named Jenny. The mouse loooove loooooooove looooooooooooove to eat cheese. The princess of the castle tried daily to leave the little mouse a healthy and hearty swiss cheese sandwich on rye bread with a glass of no sugar added apple juice. Another mouse who lived in the castle was very jealous that he did not get the same treatment as Jenny mouse did. He was also upset that Jenny would not give him the time of day and wanted desperately to go out with her. Jenny mouse only wanted to eat healthy to be sure to live a long prosperous life.
One day the chef saw the mouse and realized what the princess was doing. Of course the chef prided himself in his kitchen and would not nor could not conceive the idea of a mouse running around. The chef waited for the princess to put the sandwich out for the mouse the next day. When he saw the princess was far in the field playing he took the sandwich and put it on a wooden mouse trap. The little mouse came out and went for the sandwich on the trap -she had never seen anything like this and just thought it was a special plate the princess was using. As soon as she stepped on the trap it snapped and the little mouse was stuck.
Jenny saw her life flash before her eyes. She could barely breath but wondered what was the pumping sensation behind her. Jenny turned to see the jealous mouse taking advantage of her and was appauled. The jealous mouse saw perfect opportunity to get in where he fit in with Jenny mouse not being able to move. She eventually passed out, lost all breath and died!

Moral 1 of the story - Eat what you want, you'll die anyway.
Moral 2 of the story - No matter how bad your day is, someone will always try to F*** you in the end.

My Friend

From day one, there has always been you and I
Through thick and thin, in the long run, side by side
When I would fall- you'd pick me up and wipe my eyes
Hug me tightly and tell me not to cry
Cause you are here and you'll make everything alright
I'd stand tall, shoulders back feet planted firmly, I'd stride
Honored to just have known you
I can walk the walk and talk the talk better than all others
Pat them on the backs when they do well, be there for my brothers
This is what you taught and I learned as natural as birds having feathers
Be there for my family whenever they need- always be able to deliver
And I sucked it all In - watched your every move for you are my mother
And when you thought I was sleep and tucked in my covers
I was....But sometimes I would watch you sleep and tell you how much I loved you and I would never leave you...my decree - til the end
I'm lucky I could have a mother as wonderful as you MY FRIEND

My Peace

I close my eyes and I float away - beyond the Rainbow to that other place, where the subconscious takes over - an empty canvas replaces - Reality....Where the once green trees are now blue, the sky red, the grass purple, uncomplicated.
No babies crying, no mothers weeping, and my tears a distant memory. In fact no babies or mothers at all, no signs of life but me, my thoughts, my emotions, my love,
I stand in the open field and breath the sweetest air..as much as my lungs would hold....
I inhale life like i'm a coke head and this is my last hit, who knows what will come of all this but I inhale life. Quickly before it all disappears, after all...this is my one place of peace and I dont want anyone to be a disruption of it, I inhale the blue trees, the red sky, the purple grass - I dont want to share a leaf - this is my peace - I dream

Adolescence Gone

Rain Rain go away
Remember those games we used to play?
Where we couldn't wait for the next day...
Now I press on for Nite
I welcome the Rain with a warm smile
the dark clouds, the sun gone to hide
one drop, two - the trees going wild
Now I press on for Nite
Vivid mountain streams
The cooling summer breeze
I offer myself to the goddess of the seas
Now I press on for Nite
Monsoon tears, puddles, heavy winds
Standing Naked on the avenue of ends
I pray the rain will wash away my sins
I press on for the Nite
I press on for the Nite
I press on for the Nite

The Truth

I would love to think of myself as the most independant woman in the world..
But the the truth is...I need you more than you'll know
I would love to think of us always as one...
But the truth is... Alot of growing up we both had to do- so down different paths we had to go
For you my dear have probably forgotten that i'm alive, you know not even of the air I breath
But truth be told, Im in love with you
The only one whose ever exceeded my dreams...
And all this time, in my mind you've passed by never missing a beat.
I would wonder aloud if I posted these words would you even know its you I speak.
'Get out the clouds Rashida', my friends would say - come join us back on land..
For every thought I'd think of you -
You were carrying me away- hand in hand.
It got so bad - a consultation with the good doctor they thougt was a must....
No one could ever understand for the life of them, who was this I had put all my trust....
The doctors say this air does me well, but of course they haven't a clue..
So if truth be told sir...as I sit here inhaling...
The Air I Breath Is You

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Close your eyes, lay your head on my heart..
Let me massage your temples, loneliness need not take part.
In times like these, we shall come together and pray,
Lights off, hands held, promises of never going stray.
Time could never change what we share, tis' true,
Head first, I took the dive, all my trust in you-
So!, Over the years you've been tricked, haven't we all...
The key is to recognize the problem, learn from your falls.
To free your heart, you must willingly give...
Look deep into my eyes, can you see your reason to live?
When picking lifes roles be true to yourself and selfless..
In this world full of lies, trust god will always bless.
Finding lost treasures has never been the norm,
But once love is in charge...it weathers all storms

Next In Line

Today is the first day of the rest of your life,
Tomorrow is the first as well
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade,
But I have no sugar...so, WHAT THE HELL!?!
These people with their affirmations..
and automatically life is supose to be great!
But where on this earth can I get the Truth,
I need to know it's OK to make mistakes.
I need to be told that...(here we go again)
Life AINT all peaches and cream...
And in this life, you must pay close attention
cause hey, things arent always as they seem...
I guess these lessons, more or less
are ones for the "Live and Learn"
and even though its not your life,
takes notes, soon it will be your turn...

Beauty Am I (cowritten with C.A.R.)

Behold me, Object of Desire
Many have tried, but failed to acquire
The most essential part of what makes me a riddle,
A love story could never have a happy ending if everyone skips the middle.
Foolish mortals, how dare you try to remove the Queen from her throne,
The covert plot imitates the story of the dog and the bone........
They are all the same to me, fella's, men, boys and guys,
I've said many Hi's and even more Goodbyes
My eyes reflect the lies of those whose ties i've severed, causing pain to fill my cries...
Though with each passing day, the loneliness dies
Is it any wonder why I can hold my head up high?
No man shall ever desecrate the
Beauty That Is I