Poem By: Raymond Bundotich



Haven't had the best of what's out there

Haven't had the best of nature's gifts

I have enough for me

Friends, family, love; happiness

Happiness, isn't it everyman’s dream?

I've had it good in most man's empty views

But all I ever wanted was a piece of silence and solitude

Does it make me sick?

Mad man, I’m a labeled man

I don't mind the names, happens to the best of us

What do you know about sanity, insanity to tell me what I am?

Everyone has their own beast within

And I think insanity is highly exaggerated

Men living strange lives, slightly different from what's a common man life

Away from what's normal, not abnormal, unique

Happiness, isn't it everyman’s dream?

Inside a man's mind where most things are perfect

Misery comes dressed in a suit like his trying to draw lines on how he should live his life

I mean if he's no harm to anybody, whom would it hurt to let the man have his peace?

Happy in whatever makes him so, no matter how strange.



Belief, what a simple word

Scares even me thinking of its weight on man

It's a weapon to some; a shield to others; well told stories to some

Frankly I think religion is an excuse for fear of what's out there

A shield from the thoughts of what comes after death

For me, non-existence for an afterlife still eludes my imagination

They judge me for my believes or the lack of, the view is different depending on where you're standing

It wasn't always so

There's a time I stood in front of a crowd of hundreds and said, I want to be born again

Then there's a time the last and first thing I’d do everyday was count my beads through 'hail Mary's'

Then there was the conviction that Muslimism is the only true religion

Here I stand today, just me doing whatever I wish to before time runs out on me

I've come to learn to respect everyman’s believes whatever they may be

But what I don't get is, why most people are always willing to compromise these believes when it suits them most

Found a place in between them all where I’m truly happy

Happiness, isn't it everyman's dream?



I love sex

I happen to think it 'wow'

If ever there were words to describe the feeling the Englishman did it well

I come from a land where masculinity is highly exaggerated

So I don't speak much of love but I’ve had my share of great experiences

Love’s great

What I don't get is all the boundaries set for me and whom i should be with

Well I can understand it for those who share believes but what do you know about mine?

All we all want in love is someone to make us happy

Happiness, isn't it every man's dream?