In The End There Is Hope

She looked in his eyes and kissed his cheek,
She held both of his hands, her knees became weak,
She wanted to talk and hear him speak,
But the words were all gone, the outlook was bleak.

As his spirit Rose, hers seemed to fall,
Shock and sadness brought her life to a crawl,
Pictures in her head and those on the Wall,
The lonliest days she would not soon recall.

She awoke in a daze with one thought in her head,
Wiped away the tears, the hurt and the dread,
Her heart was still heavy, her feet like lead,
As a breeze caught her listening, she heard what was said.

In the end there is hope, once the sadness has cleared,
All the fabled tales and the ones that you feared,
Will be passed on by you to the young and endeared,
In their minds they will carry the memories you've seared.

Frank Ostach Update 9/28/11

I spoke to Frank about a week ago. Of course he promised me the money and the usual BS about how he felt bad. One small thing different this time though. He mentioned my blog and asked me if I would take it down once he paid me the money back. I did agree but really what is the point. He said he would call by Friday and Friday came and went. It's just so pathetic how people can be. But, life goes on and some day our paths will cross. For now, hope fully he doesn't cross the wrong someone or even better, hopefully people read these posts and stay clear away from this guy.

Epistemologies

The Fear of Certain Failure

May Keep You on Your Toes

Yet When the Poison is Invited

It will conquer as it grows

The Attention Span Seems Passive

No Sudden Flicks or Flinches

Walking Through the Channels

Sleeping Past The Pinches

So Calmly has it Taken Hold

It's Boundaries Seldom Matched

A Table or Some New Religion

Quickly Drains the Unattached

For Skeptics Need Fact or Cause

And Justly Should There Be

Social conduct has Little Use

When There's Chaos on TV...