Sports: Cheering and Dining

The Sports Fans’ Favorite Past Time


Look at my boys go as they throw,

Scaring the opposing team with passes

That make Tom Landry proud!

Look at them go!

I see boxes of food, it’s so good,

And the drinks make it even better,

All of this combined makes heaven real.

The pizza and beer, the nuts and wine

Combined with those throws,

It’s enough to make me die happy.

I throw the beer back and let it drop,

Drop down my gullet to my stomach,

Have it fuel my bones

And loosen my brain.

Down into my intestines it goes,

Mixing with what I binged earlier,

Making me full to where I can’t any more,

But yet I want more in my body,

More food in me to enjoy all of life.

Screams and shouts echo across the stadium,

Our team fumbled the ball,

The opponents are running through the field,

Past the 50;

Past the 20;

No, someone stop them!

Touchdown for that team because of an idiot,

My team is full of idiots. Let me drink

And eat some food, let me feel better.

Bartender! Give me vodka! I need to forget that failure,

Need to not feel this idiotic pain.

Love this suite,

My company pays everything,

I get hammered and full and a good view,

All the perks a fan could want.

More screams echo; the opponents scored again.

God damn them and their children, worthless scum,

They better hope their ride home is disaster free.

Thank fully my vodka is ready.

I throw it back and let it burn, burn everything away,

Let it burn me from the inside.

Where is the food?

Hey! Person! Order me a loaded pizza,

I want it here in 10 minutes.

It better be worth it,

Not like those plays my team did,

Now Tom is rolling in his grave!

Such a pathetic team. Let me throw this back again,

Throw back the liquors, let it mix and seep.

Wait, it already be time?

I do nut know what on right now,

Game end and I need leave but too loose,

No feel in body, stomach too full.

Feel like I’ll throw up.

Time to leave – oh god

It hurts. Yeah, got to go.

Car where? I ohnut remember where I park.

The Problem of Colors

Once again, more riots have begun and people attempt to disguise them as protests. People do not listen to the facts. Assumptions are made and balances are disrupted. Fights break out and more lives are lost. Loss is an upsetting fact of life, but a necessary one. Once colors are mentioned, people immediately decide without any knowledge. However, this is not a matter of colors, it is a matter of humanity and judgement, of human to human violence. The soul of humanity keeps being destroyed as hate continues to fester. The longer that this continues the more eroded that the definition of humanity fades away.


The Problem of Colors


Once a balance of colors is lost,

Harm comes to fall on most

Of society, victims of being

Between the violence, seeing

The horrors that color brings,

Making the Reaper gleefully sing

As he collects and sends souls

Down into hell’s holes.

As hatred festers and brews

It seems to be simply amused

By the colors that damage all of humanity,

A society of damnation as all are at fault,

No one group can be blamed in entirety,

For the color spectrum is all to blame.


Poetry on Demand

A friend of mine asked me to write a poem about video games, virtual reality. He gave me the topic, and I wrote the poem within a few minutes.




Lost in the virtual world,

I hide behind a new form,

Hoping to escape the horrors,

The horrors of reality,

Through a safe haven,

A virtual reality,

Free from the oppression of life.

The Lost Delicate

The Lost Delicate: a poem about I have no clue because this is just something random that I will be doing in less than 10 minutes.

A soft and innocent treasure

Was left alone and unsure

About life; naive and sweet,

With eyes of pure hope.

There was no preparation

For the unforgivable damnation

That followed the innocent child

Into a awful and wild

World. Bright eyes and large hearts

Get damaged in a world full

Of empty souls and demon eyes.


It actually only took 5 minutes to write this full poem.


Life in a New World


I have not posted in a long time and that has been due to me having started my new life in a new city, a city more than 9 hours away from my home in Palmview, Texas. There has been so little time to do anything aside from school or work, that I am simply exhausted by the end of the day and want to sleep. That is why there are so many pictures of college students asleep in weird places, they’re so tired that even a desk table can be a bed.

This new life is interesting. I’ve been alone for a few weeks already and I have learned and dealt with so much, dealt with situations I never though I would ever encounter. I have had to meet amazing and outstanding members of the faculty and excellent student leaders. I have even made amazing friends in such a short period of time. I though that I would be alone and scared and afraid; I will generally be standoffish and prevent people from coming near me. Gladly, that didn’t happen and I allowed myself to interact with others. That is a decision I will never regret, meeting all these amazing people has allowed me to have a sense of pride and joy.

This month of being alone has not been without its bumps in the road. There were a few scares with friends, back home and here at my residence hall. There were instances where I though I might lose someone. There had been times where friends never answered our messages or calls and we didn’t know what had happened to them. On a personal level, I guess I can say that I had anxiety for a good few weeks, either my right hand would constantly be shaking or I would feel antsy. My depression hit with a renowned strength and I felt more alone than ever, even when I was surrounded by my friends. I am so grateful for them, to have them be here, the friend from FLOC, a club I am apart of, or the friends in my residence hall. I am so grateful that they’ve been here to support me with being alone and homesick.

Thankfully I still have family, even though majority live over 400 miles away from me. They are there to have my back and support me with my decision to be here; I couldn’t have asked for more and am beyond grateful to have their support.

It is scary being alone, so far away from family. The only real chance I have to see them is Christmas, and even then it may be a struggle. But now is the time for a new life and so I will take the opportunities I have been given and use them to the fullest of my advantage and advance myself to the best of my abilities.

More writing will be coming soon and I am working on two books! One is a second prose and poetry collection and the other is a coming of age novel in epistolary format. Updates will happen and I will be posting writings soon. Au revoir!