97 Safety FirstGloves and glasses, steel-toed shoesHard hats, ear plugs, harness tooWear these to prevent the worstAlways remember safety first
96 In the StormMidnight, it thundersAnd the clouds are hanging lowThe lightning arcs across the skyWith a bright and purple glowFor seconds, heaven's highest reachTouches earth belowAnd rumbles its displeasureAt what it's forced to show.Through cracks and fissures in the skyA cleansing rain is sentTrying with silver stitchesTo mend up the glowing rentsAnd though the striking furyMay not be personally meantI envy the brave explorerWhose head remains unbent.
95 AdvertisementFor Sale-One ego- Full of holesRecycled opinions- whole saleSemi-tarnished reputation- barely usedA collection of ideas- seemed good at the timeLaughs and giggles- heavily used, good conditionExpections- high and low, didn't meet standards.Make me an offer.
94 Last HopeLast hopeLast chanceLast songLast danceLast placeLast bellLast homeLast farewell
93 Give UpI want to sayLove you foreverIt has been saidAnd meant, however,I fear that no matterHow I endeavorThe words will prove falseWill I give up?Never.
92 All that I haveI feel that I should give youThe sun and moon and starsRather inconvenient as gifts goAll that I have to offer youAre idle rhyming wordsOr words that pattern prettily in rowsMaybe I flatter myself to thinkMy poetry preferredBut I think them precious treasuresMy silly idle words.
91 DrowningThe world around usBlue and coldIs filled with lightAnd seeming fairAs we crowdAnd hold togetherYet fight each otherFor our shareI would askIf we are drowningOr is there just no air?
90 TriangleScience and mathgive us one basic truthThat love of languageoften obscures:No matter how pretty the wordsOr how high the idealsLike triangles-Not all men are equal.
89 Through the FireFire bars the way ahead.Fire eats the path behind.Surrounded by fireMy mind leaping like the flamesI sit and wait, the heat and fearAre holding me in placeI must move on. I must go back.But the flicker of the flamesHolds me entranced.I can tell myself that the fire is not realReaching out, I know what I feel.The willingness to shatterMy own illusions,Self-delusions,The belief in disbelief.The belief in nothing.Can take meThrough the fire