Monday, March 15, 2010

We the People

We the People
Are the world’s destruction
Spreading like a fire
Spreading like disease

We the People
Are the world’s confusion
Distorting our own morals
Distorting others beliefs

We the People
Are the world’s reminder
Of what it was before
Of what it’s going to be

We the People
Are the world’s hope
To learn from the past
To learn for the future

But We the People
Are the world’s soldiers
Fighting for our lives
Fighting for our freedoms

And We the People
Will fight for our freedoms
Until the dust settles
Until the sun sets one last time

*Another poem I wrote a few years ago for school, but has been reviewed and edited many times to get it to this draft--I hope you enjoy!

Monday, March 8, 2010

A Tribute to Boppa

A year ago today I lost someone important to me, my grandfather; or as us grandchildren called him--Boppa. Boppa was the kind of person who could always cheer you up and would always come to your special events. Always the giver of advice or opinion and even if you didn't agree you knew that what he had to say was important. Boppa was, and still is, a great inspiration in my life. He was a hard worker his whole life, making sure his family always came before himself.

When we were growing up, he would always give us grand kids a quarter if we finished our meal. It may not mean much to some, but to us those quarters mean so much more--never take for granted the little things in life.

I am so lucky to have been blessed to have him in my life. I hope that one day I can be as much as an inspiration as he was to all those he met.

I tried writing a poem for today, but there is so much to say about Boppa that for now this is what I have been able to compose:

...even though I had
to say goodbye,
You'll forever be
my angel in the sky...

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Adventure: Fishing

So today was the first time I went fishing at a lake. I'd say this trip was a little overdue. My friends and I took the boat to Harris Lake for bass fishing. Sure, we didn't catch anything today but I was able to take something back with me. Fishing on this lake is a bit different than other lakes. How so? This lake is named after the Shearon Harris Nuclear Power Plant, which happens to be sitting right off the shore. When you travel through the woods and emerge at the bank, you are first hit by the amazing view of the sparkling water that seems to stretch forever. Then, in the background you see it--the very large cooling tower for the plant. I think what overwhelmed me today was the fact that such a large entity, a symbol of our modern technology, was situated in such a serene and seemingly untouched surrounding.