Final Say

From Art of Mind II: All In Available Now on Amazon.com and all online book retailers.

*Final Say*

Year after Year,
Day after Day,
Beautiful Faces
Keep
Fading Away.
They display photographs of famous faces
That I no longer recognize.
They memorialize images of common people that I have never seen.
The late are displayed the same as when they departed,
and the same with the living elderly, even if a celebrity.
Sometimes I notice that middle age is not far ahead and prime not far behind.
But what I Always seem to notice
In All these photographs:
Are beautiful faces that have faded away.

Each photograph is so up to date…
Of course it has to be up to date…
Right?
We must show them as we remember them,
Not as they may wish to be remembered.
They must display the most recent of what remained,
but If they Really want to be Post-Modern:
Why not show the Remains?
If that representation wouldn’t be fair,
Why any different than when they’ve lost their hair?
When selecting the image
to remember them by,
Do not automatically start from today:
Let’s give Them a Say.

If I could address the media — during my Last Rites,
I’d Demand my Own Representation,
That should be in
All our Rights.

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Boston University Tribute

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
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*BU*

It begins in the fall,
That’s when we fall for it all,
Oh BU−How we love you.
The Gah-dens of spring,
And Fenway Park of summer,
Is where the love comes shining through.

Souls
Joining souls,
Singing out
Touching meee
Tou-ching youuuuuu

Sweet Red & White! (OH, OH, OH!)
These times always feel so good (So Good, So Good, So Good!)
Oh, what a site! (OH, OH, OH!)
Leave Beantown I never could,

And
Now
I’m

In Agganis,
The Dog Pound is never lonely,
This is where we claim our fate.
The Beanpot is won,
And as Boston’s Champions—
The Terriers
Choose to Be Great.

Song
Forming Songs,
Reaching out
Touching meeee
Tou-ching youuuuuuu

Sweet Red & White! (OH, OH, OH!)
These times always feel so good (So Good, So Good, So Good!)
Oh, what a site! (OH, OH, OH!)
Leave Beantown I never could,

And
How
We

Wear it so loud.
The colors of Boston are here:
The school, the parks, they’re everywhere.
Red & White shirts.
We even have white with Red Sox
In harmony with our BU.

Oh,
Souls
Joining souls,
Singing out
Touching meee
Tou-ching youuuuuuuuu

Sweet Red & White! (OH, OH, OH!)
This blend never looked so good (So Good, So Good, So Good!)
Oh, what a site! (OH, OH, OH!)
Leave Beantown I never could.

Sweet Red & White (OH, OH, OH!)
Each time always feels so good (So Good, So Good, So Good!)
Sweet Red & White (OH, OH, OH!)
Forget these nights I never could.

Sweet Red & White…

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Clark University Poem

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*Clark University*

We have graduated to the next level,
A stage beveled for the secondary,
Challenge Convention as a competitive rebel,
LEEP into the world and out the ordinary.
Reform high schools with collaborative gifts,
Rise above the grounds of the sedentary,
When Clarkies LEEP, the impact lifts
The world itself to creative cliffs.

Passion drives the force in Jonas Clark Hall,
And how it scatters—on the Campus Green,
It’s as driven as the first snowfall,
Throughout this town—the passion’s seen.
Found at Spree Day when Clarkies jubilate,
Enjoying time off with passionate glee,
Passion drives the world, Clarkies can relate,
As conductors of world movements: Clarkies operate.

Stepping up for Daybreak in the yearly Stair-A-Thon,
Our service, like Spree Day, is an ill-kept secret,
At the Red Square we fill up the polygon,
A community giving hope—for those who seek it.
Like a broke vagabond, we are hungry for change,
We don’t wait for change, we decide to be it,
Challenging Convention with ideas that exchange
In return for a world that is fixed to rearrange.

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UMass Lowell Poem

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*UMass Lowell*

A new day is upon us
in higher education,
and UML is on the rise.

Dawning the Industrial Revolution,
Lowell is known for manufacturing its own distinct place.
And UML has produced new programs like Plastics Engineering
to process an annually increasing number of craftsmen in transition.
The graduation rate is also rising to record highs,
with Hawks who’ve expanded in the renovated buildings on
campus that have been completed,
but continue to facilitate rise.

As the home of the center for Major League Baseball testing,
We model the blast that heads out of the park,
UML is on the rise.
And with a steady team climbing the Hockey East,
It is broken by reporters what was known by supporters,
Yes,
UML is on the rise.

With one of the best Sound Recording Technology
Programs in the country, UML is rising above
the sound barriers
with a noise
for the country to hear—calling all high-school seniors here.
Because what begins as testing in the Baseball Research Center and music studios
is morphed into the perfect pitch
that lifts in the air as a signal from the catchers at the plate—
Waving cautious seniors to take off
&
share this upheaval of song,
Where River Hawks still
Fly out the park…Lowell shall assist your embark;
Come on, Come on home.

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Clark University Poem

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*Clark University*

We have graduated to the next level,
A stage beveled for the secondary,
Challenge Convention as a competitive rebel,
LEEP into the world and out the ordinary.
Reform high schools with collaborative gifts,
Rise above the grounds of the sedentary,
When Clarkies LEEP, the impact lifts
The world itself to creative cliffs.

Passion drives the force in Jonas Clark Hall,
And how it scatters—on the Campus Green,
It’s as driven as the first snowfall,
Throughout this town—the passion’s seen.
Found at Spree Day when Clarkies jubilate,
Enjoying time off with passionate glee,
Passion drives the world, Clarkies can relate,
As conductors of world movements: Clarkies operate.

Stepping up for Daybreak in the yearly Stair-A-Thon,
Our service, like Spree Day, is an ill-kept secret,
At the Red Square we fill up the polygon,
A community giving hope—for those who seek it.
Like a broke vagabond, we are hungry for change,
We don’t wait for change, we decide to be it,
Challenging Convention with ideas that exchange
In return for a world that is fixed to rearrange.

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An Artist’s Eyes

From Art of Mind II: All-In
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*An Artist’s Eyes*

Have you ever looked into
An Artist’s Eyes?
If you have then you too have traveled where I have.
You too have been lost in a maze in amazement.
Yes, they are masters of holding another dimension…
Of making viewers
Lose themselves…
They hold mystery and an interpretation left for you to own…
They do it with their hands, their wrists, their fingers….
But most of all
I’ve seen them do it with
Their eyes.

* * *

Have you ever looked into an
Artist’s Eyes?
I mean really looked?
They are often distant, and somewhere far, far away:
Nestling in a daydream utopia.
Seemingly unaware of this world around them,
yet strangely — also
Taking in Every Detail.
Sometimes I dare ask unexpectedly,
“Are you an artist?”
Why they are surprised that I know — I have no clue.
It’s as transparent as water color,
As embedded as acrylic canvas…
It’s in their DNA:
They study, they focus, they
train their pupils to dance…
So as I study them:
Boy do they dance.
Together we waltz
As my eyes stare back…
For as much as they study me,
I accept the challenge and
gladly study them, too.
Yes, I know you’re away from your canvas,
But I hope you still take requests:

Paint me a picture expressing more than words.
Leave me guessing with the most abstract of glances.
Take me away with your imaginative stares…
And stroke my soul without brushing my fabric.
Yes, leave me with a lasting impression…

And P.S:
Keep wearing your own eccentric neo-fashion.

I applaud their wardrobe — then return to their eyes:
&
They gladly meet my requests.

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WPI Poem

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*WPI*

There are projects underway at Worcester.
A working class that pumps innovation
to outlands deprived of irrigation.
With technology and practice, our
theory holds that any land can generate new life.
But for the world to behold something new,
the creator must settle into the unknown.
Into buried places, past the gateways of yesterday,
Designing this world into creative play stations,
Jumping the boxes with the X that read,
“Do not cross.”
If we are living in a grand creation,
Then we are the gamers.
Those who press on and won’t be trapped.
Testers of the defects of their imagination,
and code destroyers who
Will Not Stop
Until we have reached the next level.

Our projects run on the drive of meeting challenges
Anywhere:
Thailand.
Morocco.
China.
Australia.
Namibia.
Worcester.

We develop Beech Trees in interdisciplinary fields,
and take control of the wires that plug the
purged revolution to the created program.
Through practice and input, where everybody plays a role,
We can connect the real world with our
working class,
releasing what goes beyond the simulated:
Ideas remaining in motion,
until they’ve come to
Life.

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Brandeis University Tribute

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*Brandeis University*

Justice is a district without judgment.
A principle guided by the freedom to have your own convictions,
While always pursuing something greater.
In the words of Justice Louis Brandeis,
Most of the things worth doing in the world had been declared impossible…
Before they were done.
Brandeis University encourages its students to
Imagine the Impossible.
To push boundaries towards a common idea of multi-cultural expression.
Because creativity is a global community where everyone has a citizenship card,
But it takes us all to different places.

Ah, the imagination and the intellect is a wonderful union. Worth celebrating in our interdisciplinary studies and art inquisitions where we crack through daily pressures on breakthrough floors such as the Rose Art Museum to become one of the supreme academic institutions of this country. Where both body and mind are awakened for us to dream together.
At Brandeis, the swift gavel of social justice sounds with a truth that rings louder than high brass.
With powerful voices like our B.A.D.A.S.S. debate team, we will argue and then
Defend our stance in guard of this fortress inside of the Castle,
then assemble among Chums to sip the sweet brew of freedom,
Conversing on topics that invite the spirit.
We will then go out as defenders of the free,
Justice saved then protected—now the warding shield. The better we defend, the more we are hit
By Truth
flush unto its innermost parts.

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Boston College Tribute

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Boston College*

 

For Boston, For Boston,
The Eagles will excel,
For Boston, For Boston,
This tune our lungs will yell;
The echoes of the Superfans
Will root our teams along,
And t’wards the ring of victory
They’ll rally to our song;
For Boston, For Boston,
We roll Maroon & Gold!

For Boston, For Boston,
We’ll win the Holy War,
For Boston, For Boston,
The team will take the score;
We cheer for Boston’s miracles
And tailgate every game,
Let’s roast another Frankfurt’
Then let’s toast to Boston’s name;
For Boston, For Boston,
Hail Flutie! We cheer proud.

In Boston, In Boston,
We rejoice in the Heights,
In Boston, In Boston,
The Forum holds our flights;
With the mastery of Celtics
We will dominate the court,
And with the height of Eagles
We will tower in the North;
In Boston, In Boston,
We roll Maroon & Gold!

In Boston, In Boston,
The ice is where we rule,
In Boston, In Boston,
The Hockey prides our school;
With a dynasty of champions
Our Rink is so adorned,
With banners from the heavens
Other teams have been forewarned;
In Boston, In Boston,
We re-main champ-i-ons!

For Boston, For Boston,
The College will abide,
In Boston, In Boston,
These hearts will all reside;
The Golden Eagle’s mark is
Where an Eagle’s course begins,
We’ll return to this statue
After all the courses end;
Our Motto, Our Motto,
is
Ever to Excel.

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UMass Amherst Poem

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*UMass Amherst*

In the UMass Amherst’s aisles of Du Bois,
What remains here—is quite the massive noise,
From immortal poets—lasting great men,
Women, scholars, and the Minutemen!
These 26 stories will survive the test of time,
This is where we mastermind to beat the tests on time,
When between sets we tell the times of Amherst,
Just the h is silent, it’s OK to converse.
Where else but here can we tell tall tales?
The tallest library—from Amherst to Wales,
These happy tales are much too good to be true,
A true dream school where no one wants to come to.
We’re very glad we came and happier to be here,
The best college town, life’s harbor with no peer:
Music, art, and cuisine from all the world,
With Antonio’s—the best pizza in the world!
That test we studied for, whoa, it was wicked hahd!
We gotta retox and hit the parties wicked hahd!
We hit ’em wicked hahd on the ice with Mass Attack,
Those guys got cracked and couldn’t even fight back!
We cheer our teams long, till legs can hardly stand,
You want an all-nighter? Just call Sam the Minuteman,
He’ll go all night as the Minutemen perform,
They fight wicked hahd as the other teams deform!
The Minutemen rise with allies like Paul Revere,
Dickinson, Frost, graved neighbors who rose from here,
We climb Du Bois’ stories—without disguising
This Minutemen formation of
UMass Rising.

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