Parades

PARADES

If I were to take the day off because my favorite contestant won the biggest prize on the most popular game show, wouldn’t the average person consider me crazy? I agree. So with that in mind, I guess it would be easy to understand why I think it is absolutely insane to take a day off to celebrate a hometown sports team winning a championship. Particularly when 99% of the team are multi-millionaires. I think the team and its owners should throw a parade in our honor for being such loyal fans. Saturday or Sunday would be a good day.

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                                                                                                          EMERSON WELCH,

It's Hard To Take You Seriously

IT'S HARD TO TAKE YOU SERIOUSLY



It's hard to take you seriously when I know you treat life as if its a joke
It's hard to take you seriously when you can't even remember the promises you broke
It's hard to take you seriously when you say you could do something but never bother to prove it
It's hard to take you seriously when you say you know how I feel about something and you never even been through it
It's hard to take you seriously when you say you really, really care for me

It's hard to take you seriously when you have never shown you'd be there for me
It's hard to take you seriously when towards me you continually show neglect
It's hard to take you seriously when in my faith in God, you simply have no repsect.

The Key To Happiness

The Key To Happiness

In order for us to unlock our own happiness, we must all realize that we hold the key

That’s why I can’t deny that I can now confide that the joy I search for is within me

No longer will I wait for others to accept and appreciate me for I am

I consider it their lost if they can’t understand that I am a damn good man

A man who encourages others to forgive and at times even to forget

To live their lives in a way so that towards the end of the day, it is not filled with regret

Writing words that are enlightening when they are heard truly makes me happy

I am so glad I found the key within me; now I can show it for the world to see.

Written by

Emerson Welch

The Man That I Am

The Man That I Am

Being the man that I am in this great land
I know that my existence is part of God’s plan
So when I can help others through writing, I do it because I can
In the dark my words provide lighting, so all may see to understand
That we are all here for a moment, seems like a short life span
We should spend our time encouraging and uplifting our fellow man.

Do well and be well my Brothers and Sisters

Written by

Emerson Welch

The Evolution Theory VS. Holy Bible = No Contest

The Evolution Theory VS. Holy Bible = No Contest

When I think about some of the lessons I learned in school at a young age, I can’t help but think about certain topics. The topic that I really thought was a waste of time was the Evolution Theory.  You know the theory of which I am referring to. The one that says man evolved from monkeys and gorillas over thousands of years.

I also think about the times we went to Sunday school. I remember learning about Adam & Eve. We were taught that God created man and then from Adam’s rib, he created a woman. The Holy Bible never stated nor implied that God made monkeys or gorillas and called them men and women. The Holy Bible specifically says “God created man in his image”.

There are plenty of learning institutions that still teach this theory as fact. What amazes me most is that some of those same institutions also have Bible study as part of the required curriculum.

I not only have a strong disbelief in the Evolution Theory but I also believe those who teach and believe in it can’t possibly believe in the Holy Bible. You see the fact is the Evolution Theory directly contradicts the book that is sacred to all Christians. I am a Christian. With that in mind, I must proudly say, “I believe in the Holy Bible”…………… What do you believe?

Written by

Emerson Welch

The Last Conversation

THE

LAST

CONVERSATION

I once had a conversation with a young man who was heading down what I believed to be the wrong path. Although I had never seen him use drugs, the signs were as obvious as the sun setting on the most beautiful of days. It was sad to see the light diminish from eyes that were so bright with potential.

On a warm summer day, I decided I would try to make a difference in his life any way I could. I decided I wouldn’t give up on him just as my loved ones never gave up on me. Though I’ve never used drugs, I too was headed down the wrong path. Fortunately a detour called unconditional love intervened and I believe I’m back on the road to a full productive life.

The next time I saw the young man, I asked him if he had a moment to spare. He said “sure, why not”. So we sat down and began to talk about sports and the neighborhood.

Eventually the conversation changed to something a lot more serious. We began to talk about life. We also spoke about things we’d like to accomplish. I had him right where I wanted him. He was finally thinking about the future. His future.

This is what was said during the last part of the conversation:

Emerson: If you had twenty dollars and I only had one dollar, would you gamble with me?        

Young man: no! of course not!

Emerson: why not?

Young man: because I’ve got more to lose than you.

Emerson: oh, I see. Do you value your life more than you value your friends?

Young man: of course I do. Their just people I hang out with. So of course my life is more important to me. I’ll always love myself more.

Emerson: I’m glad to hear you say that.

Young man: what’s up with all these weird questions? I mean like exactly what are you trying to say.

Emerson: actually you said it all.

Young man: There you go again. Would you please get to the damn point. I don’t have time to sit here and try and figure out what you mean.

Emerson: You don’t have to figure out what I mean. You already know.

Young man: look I’m outta here, I told you I don’t have time for this stuff right now. I have to go pick up something for mom.

Emerson: o-k, o-k wait I’m sorry… Look you did say that you wouldn’t gamble with me because you had more to lose than me?

Young man: Yeah!  So for the last time, what the hell is your point???

Emerson: Young man didn’t you say you value your life more than you value the lives of the friends you get high, I mean hang out with? Because if that’s what you said, then I’m sure you must think you have more to lose than them. I mean after all, your smart enough to not gamble with me when I had only a dollar to lose. I’m also sure that you realize that you are gambling with your life when you smoke; I mean hang out with your friends. It’s a gamble. Though you don’t see it now, you are definitely losing. The fact is, you will not survive if you keep doing what your doing.

Young man: look I have to pick up something for mom. I should have picked it up already. Are you finished yet?

Emerson: Yeah…Yeah, I’m finished. I just hope your not.

Young man: Alright man. I guess I’ll see you later then.

Emerson: Yeah, Peace.

I knew the young man didn’t have to pick up anything for his mother. His mother had long been deceased for for a short time now. He had forgotten the fact that I attended her funeral a few months earlier.

Unfortunately, I was right in my suspicion that the young man was in fact going to satisfy what had started as a weekend habit but has now evolved into a daily addiction.  I suspected but I could do nothing to stop him. His desire to do whatever he wanted do to was greater than my ability to stop him.

The young man was later found lying face down in the street unconscious. When I arrived on the scene, he was barely breathing. Though I’m not a doctor I checked for a pulse. If there was one, I couldn’t find it.

When the paramedics arrived, they performed CPR. It was too late. They covered him from head to toe. The young man was pronounced dead at exactly 5:36pm.. The official cause of death was drug overdose.

I am still trying my best to forget the look on his face when we found him in the street. It was almost as if at the end he was thinking about the same thing I’ll never forgot.

I believe he was thinking about… The Last Conversation.

Written by

Emerson Welch

          

Drunk Driving

“DRUNK DRIVING”

You’re a drunk driver on the highway

In your lane, you cannot stay

You see you went out and then you drank a lot

You saw red light and you didn’t stop

Cause you were going too fast, your car began to swerve

You ran a red light and hit a little girl

Police arrived but you weren’t there

You left the scene like you didn’t care

But in reality you didn’t realize

The consequences when you drink and drive

So you take another sip to get you home

You get there and you’re all alone

So you fall asleep until the very next day

What went on? you cannot say

You just over the sink throwing up

And now you wish you hadn’t drank so much

You’re stomach is saying pop pop, and fizz fizz

You need relief and you need it quick

The next thing you know there’s a cop at your door

He said, “Where were you the night before”?

Well you were surprised so you tried to lie

You told him a story he did not buy

And so he charged you with hit and run

Now a little girl’s life is done

So don’t drink and drive, and don’t drive and drink

Alcohol affects the way you think.

WRITTEN BY;

EMERSON WELCH

Life & Love

Life & Love

Its amazing how some people think you are smart sometimes and then try to play you for a fool 

That's like trying to convince a person how book smart someone is when you know damn well they never went to school 

One day they need advice, then the next day they think they know it all 

If telling ridiculous lies is a phone, they are constantly making prank calls 

Those are the type of people who never respected you regardless of what they say 

Though it hurts at first, their true feelings for you were always on display 

Then again, everything that feels good isn't always good for us 

It's a fact that when we step back we realize certain things are a must  

When "I" never turns into "we", it's a hint and a half for that ass 

It should be an obvious clue to me and you that a relationship will never last 

Therefore, It's time to go your separate ways, starting today 

No shame, just not interested in the games; no longer willing to play 

Though life and love is a game and it has always been 

It's true that some people don't know the rules which makes it harder to win 

So they sit on the side lines and never really get in the game 

Life and love wasted, no one but themselves to blame; simply put, what a shame.

Written By

Emerson Welch

Bring On The Rearations

Bring On The Reparations

 We were stolen from the villages of Africa and brought to this land

We were brought though we fought while being dragged in the sand

In route to and loaded on something we now call a slave ship

Shackled like cattle by a bunch of hypocrites

In the darkest of nights and roughest of seas

I wont deny they tried to strip us of our dignity

They raped my mama, my sister yet they called us niggers

We worked in the hot sun while they held guns with their fingers on the triggers

We had no shoes on our feet and most times nothing to eat

Still expected to work even though our feet hurt we got beat

By some man I didn’t know or like because he just raped my wife

In front of my children, now I have to kill him if it takes the rest of my life

I won’t tell anyone else because it’s a vow I made to myself

When I get the chance, I’ll change this man by making my presence felt

Not with violence but in silence, I’ll use the knowledge I’ve acquired

To extinguish the racist views he spews, yes I’ll put out the race fire

And since it’s my prerogative to stay positive as I live in this twenty first century

Though some didn’t expect, I choose to give respect by honoring my forefather’s memory

And since knowledge is power, I’ll use it to devour the souls of all racist people

I wont claim to be superior just not inferior you see I believe all men are created equal

So you need not fear me but you do need to hear me when I say stop the procrastination

Your ancestors the molesters, though long gone were wrong you know, so bring on the reparations!

Written by

Emerson Welch

She Said

She Said.......

She said she loved you when she knows in her heart she lied

She said she'd be different when she knows she never tried

She said she missed you when you left but instead tears of joy she cried

She said she only wanted you but her feelings for another she would always hide

She said she wanted you to tell her everything but in you she would never confide

She said she thought you were her equal but superiority is what she felt inside 

She said she hoped you'd live forever together although she knows her feelings died

She said she would feed your needs because support is what she could provide

She said she'd be fresh air if it needs to be applied, instead she's carbon dioxide

She said she would be a friend til the end but once again, she has lied.

Written by

Emerson Welch 

                                                                                               

Teach The Youth

Teach The Youth

 We must try to teach the youth and above all understand

That if hatred rules in the schools, it will ultimately rule man

Our children are caring guns and killing nuns for fun

Yes, mean at sixteen and sentenced to the maximum

Thrown in jail because we failed to teach them right from wrong

All day long singing a song, lifting weights to make their bodies strong

Their fantasizing, not realizing that it’s the mind that’s out of shape

Since learning leads to earning, pick up the books kids drop the weights

But children don’t understand, they’re just trying to be the man

But what they perceive to be a man is really much less than

It’s the epitome of stupidity, we need not be confused

When the trust put in us we simply choose to abuse

A sad sign of the times when we glorify crime

Cause unlike fine wine it gets worse with time

If children loved their reflection it might change their perception

It’s guaranteed to lead them in a positive direction

But sometimes we get fed up but we just can’t let up

Speak the truth to the youth say “keep your head up”

If we search in the church we’ll find the ultimate goal

To pray everyday will help cleanse our soul

If we believe we can achieve if we enhance the picture

With the word that is heard when one reads from the scripture.

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Crash And Burn

Crash And Burn

Some people always seem to stay on our mind 

When the truth is, they really aren't worth our time 

Though I really believe we are in no way better than any man 

It is clear to me that certain people are better left alone, now I understand 

You see certain people misinterpret compromise for weakness in some form 

Perhaps it is because it is not a everyday thing, no it simply isn't the norm 

That misinterpretation is a sad mistake to make, yet many of us do 

The sad part is, we know not what we do, we simply haven't got a clue 

So we continue being the same and the lies remain the same 

Then for some strange reason we expect the outcome to change 

Well, this time the outcome changed for all eternity you see 

As of today, I am proud to say, thoughts of certain people no longer consume me 

I wont say the politically correct thing like, "I truly wish them well" 

That is just another lie that I am simply not willing to tell 

Nor do I yearn for them to crash and burn but I do hope they learn 

That when they cause pain, they too must feel pain; eventually it will be their turn. 

Written by 

Emerson Welch

We All Have A Place

 WE ALL HAVE A PLACE

 Children are without a doubt God's gift to us

Nourish them encourage them; yes, I feel we must.

Teach them discipline; teach them all we know

Until it comes natural from within so as a race we'll all grow

I speak not of the black or white race but of the human race

On this earth for what it’s worth, I feel we all have a place

We must all realize children wont learn on their own

So each day of their lives they too must be shown

How to always respect thyself and love the man in the mirror

Do the same with everyone else then perhaps it’ll be clearer `

That if the concept in this poem is bought then taught

Then perhaps my friend we can end this war being fought.

Written by

Emerson Welch

A True Friend

                           A TRUE FRIEND

A true friend does not judge someone he considers a friend

A true friend is always there to lend support to someone he considers a friend

A true friend always has the best interest at heart for someone he considers a friend

A true friend will never betray the secret of someone he considers a friend

A true friend stresses the importance of faith to someone he considers a friend

A true friend always respects the privacy of someone he considers a friend

A true friend is there in time of need for someone he considers a friend

A true friend is always happy, never jealous of someone he considers a friend

A true friend not only hears from but also listens to someone he considers a friend

A true friend will be there till the end for someone he considers a friend.

                        

                                                                                                                             Written by

                                                                                      Emerson Welch

Trying To Get A Rep

Trying To Get A Rep

 I spit words you try to deny you heard from me, an urban poet

You’re conscience gets the best of you, your actions now show it

You’ve got your finger on the trigger to make your rep bigger

But you body begins to quiver because you know you can’t deliver

Trying to act like you hard, trying to play God when you are no better than me

You think you rough and tough now that hand-to-hand combat is obsolete in the street

If you think you got the biggest gun son trust me, you don’t want none

Cause he got a sawed-off shottie, caught a lot of bodies, you better run

Trying to play the game of life right? But you don’t even know the rules my brother

Perpetrating a fraud, trying to act raw as you break the law trying to impress another

You need to put the gun down and throw your hands up if you think you tough

Cause all this bloodshed is making my eyes red with tears, think there has been enough?

I remember back in the day we would all play and the stories we would tell

I get pissed as I reminisce about what momma use to say as I sit in my jail cell

As I stare at the skies, tears roll from my eyes as I’m wishing I had listened from the start

It’s a fact that I can’t go back; I can’t take that bullet out of that man’s heart

I’ll never again see my children or wife because I’m serving life with no chance of parole

My actions on that one night ruined my life now I’m begging the lord to heal my soul.

Written by

Emerson Welch

A Mother's Anguish

A Mother’s Anguish

 Though it’s no longer the latest sensation sweeping the nation

The drug called crack still sends negative vibrations

It’s just a potent form of cocaine

Feels twice as nice when it reaches your brain

When it reaches your brain it feels like you are on cloud nine

You don’t want to come down because you feel so fine

So you run down to the corner of your block

You're on your way to the nearest crack spot

When you get there you pull a five, ten or twenty

Cause when you want a good thing, you got to have plenty

So now you're on your way home to smoke the crack

Not realizing, it’s your brain it attacks

So you smoking it till the break of dawn

You smoke the crack until all is gone

When all is gone your eyes run water as if they were rivers

Your now wondering what is going wrong as your body starts to quiver

Your mouth is dry as you are coming off the high now you want more crack

Your dealer says, you’re like a stray cat he once fed; you keep coming back

All because you hung out, now you’re strung out and it’s your habit he’ll feed

And since he is on the devil’s level he’ll give you whatever you need

You think he’s your friend but then he doesn’t pretend

To care about the fact that you’re eight months pregnant and your carrying twins within

Because you didn’t listen when you were warned, your kids are deformed

Now you’re sad as you sit in rehab, wishing you had listened before they were born.

  

Written By

Emerson Welch

Child Abuse

CHILD ABUSE

 If you’ve suffered physical abuse as a child

You were probably confused as a child 

You were all alone to fend for yourself

You could tell no one, so you spoke to yourself

You probably asked yourself why me, why me?

Since why me means why not he or she, you no longer ask why me?

Night after night you cried yourself to sleep

And night after night you awoke from that sleep

In a cold sweat, still crying and shaking

Trying to forget about the dream but you can’t stop shaking

The violent beatings in the dreams seemed so real I even hurt

Not just physically but emotional as well I hurt

Why does he hit me repeatedly with any object in sight?

Does he really mean it when he says, “ Get out of my sight”?

I have evil thoughts of my own, like I wish he were dead

For sure I wouldn’t have to endure these beatings if he were dead

But would the nightmares end when his life ends? Or will they continue?

Will I always be afraid to go to sleep for as long as my life continues?

He has now passed on and I am now a grown man with many issues

The physical and emotional abuse I endured is at the root of my issues

If I had one wish granted, my roots would be re-planted and showered with love

I’d have more self-confidence and intelligence; for those qualities emanate from love

At least that is what I hear because I’ll never know what it is to be loved by another

He told me he loved me too; thus I am confused; I no longer want to be loved by another.

Written By

Emerson Welch

Stars

STARS

  

The stars in the sky illuminate with such beauty

I can see them every night, yet they always seem new to me

I ‘m often amazed as I gaze at the stars twinkling in the night

There’s so many ways I give praise and all of them right

The beauty I behold is that of an empty space

I’m a part of this darkness thus the smile on my face

For I’m part of creation and I am a star in my own right

Like the stars in the skies, I too will shine bright

Deep within us all there is a star waiting to shine

While you search for yours, I’ve discovered mine

So now I appreciate the beauty of the stars for they are

No longer new to me, just true to me, that we all possess a star.

Written by

Emerson Welch

Poetry From A Dead Man

Poetry From A Dead Man

I would climb the highest mountain in search of the truth

 I would drink from the fountain if it restored my youth

 I would then travel a different road, thereby changing where I am today

 I would appreciate all beauty my eyes behold if only I had my way

 But hindsight is always twenty-twenty or so I’ve heard before

 And if I could, I would change plenty; I’d be different that’s for sure

 I would lead by example for I realize it’s my example some would follow

I’d take heed to the words of the proverb; never put off what you can do today till tomorrow

 At sunrise I’d start my exercise routine to make my body stronger

 Yes at mornings first light I’d start my day right so that I may live longer

 I’d live everyday as if it were my last for it may very well be

 I wouldn’t dwell on the past or the lies some people tried to sell me

 If only I had a chance to live life all over again

 Perhaps I’d find romance; perhaps I would even have friends

 But instead I lay in the dark and I must admit I think often

 About the attack that stopped my heart as I lay in this coffin.

Written by

Emerson Welch

A Homeless Man’s Faith

A Homeless Man’s Faith

As I awake from a good-night's rest, I can’t help but see people staring at me

Is it because I lay on the ground downtown that they are glaring at me?

I haven’t had a shower in weeks and a home cooked meal is a thing of the past

Shelter is what I now seek as people stare at me as they walk; some slow, some fast

Some look with sorrow in their eyes and some look surprised, I can tell

A homeless man is what I am and some can’t take the smell

I would bathe every night because it’s right if only I had a place to call home

It doesn’t have to be as cool to this dude as the condo in the Pocono’s I once owned

It was only a year ago, two years before my mortgage was to be paid off

I walked into work, got my feelings hurt when told I was being laid off

Though I didn’t expect it, I had no choice but to accept it

Now as I struggle to live; I beg others to give, who could’ve expected it

My savings have been depleted, because my boss decided to downsize

But my soul hasn’t been defeated as a matter of fact, I’m on the rise

You see you can’t keep a good man down and a good man is what I am

So says the man above who has shown me love; though some don’t understand

Why I still believe he guides and provides for me, though I now live in the streets

My faith in him as a friend comes from within because he is a part of me

Yes even in the face of adversity he will always come first to me that I’ll never deny

I am never alone because to me God has shown he’s always at my side

So as I pray every night, I try to live right to change the way in which I live

I’ll get a chance to change my circumstance and it’s an opportunity only he can give.

Written by

Emerson Welch

The Children

The Children

Children in our streets are starving to death

We've got to find a way to improve their health

Now, I don’t know how it started in the first place

But I know, that there is a way

That we can lend a hand to supply what they need

For we are the fruit; they are the seed

So people in the world, let’s join the fight

Together we can help keep their dreams alive

You see the children of today are the leaders of tomorrow

So let’s set a good example for them to follow

Let’s teach them to help one another

And love each other as if they were brothers

And just maybe, we will see

The whole world live in peace & harmony

Written by

Emerson Welch