Today was a shame from the gate
And I prayed that it raised face
From feelings of hate to distrust
Which are the same in a way
Not that I think you care
When the world is filled with warfare
nuclear missiles in the air
there's hardly oxygen to spare
With volcanic ash everywhere
today's a day I just don't care
If I have stains on my outerwear
And she by whom I'm impaired
Is nowhere to share my despairs
This love has taken it's toll on me
I've said goodbye too many times before
Ive seen her heart break in front of me
Which is why I won't say goodbye anymore
I feel lost for direction
Like my hearts under compression
It doesn't matter my selection
I'm cursed to be left again
or will I be decapped
Like an expendable man
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Somewhere between
Reality and dreams
There's a surreal scene
Featuring my jillybean
She's weighing out green
To sling to some geek
And yes I'm a new dork
But he's not like me
I see an open door
and im searching my complex
Trying to find the love
It's sparked my interest
What happened next?
Well then I took a test
I failed I got an 'f'
So now I get no sex
Only those with cash
In hand get ass
Doesn't matter how you act
It's a damn fact
I'm waking up reeling
With this new feeling
That what was once silly
Could really kill me
Reality and dreams
There's a surreal scene
Featuring my jillybean
She's weighing out green
To sling to some geek
And yes I'm a new dork
But he's not like me
I see an open door
and im searching my complex
Trying to find the love
It's sparked my interest
What happened next?
Well then I took a test
I failed I got an 'f'
So now I get no sex
Only those with cash
In hand get ass
Doesn't matter how you act
It's a damn fact
I'm waking up reeling
With this new feeling
That what was once silly
Could really kill me
May 6 hopeless
I've been here before
The state of misery
There's no map out
And my guide is gone
Took me here left me alone
To find my way home
She ripped my heart once sewn
With the finest string
The other thing...
I just can't seem to bring
Myself to swallow the drink
Called truth because it stings
I thought i was the king
But really I am nothing
Really My hearts crushed
I yell and cuss but
No don't look back
The skin grafts aren't so bad
Now my hearts patched
And my life is enhanced
You can fool that man
I take pity as often as I can
Looking back I see a gap
The size of April in my past
The state of misery
There's no map out
And my guide is gone
Took me here left me alone
To find my way home
She ripped my heart once sewn
With the finest string
The other thing...
I just can't seem to bring
Myself to swallow the drink
Called truth because it stings
I thought i was the king
But really I am nothing
Really My hearts crushed
I yell and cuss but
No don't look back
The skin grafts aren't so bad
Now my hearts patched
And my life is enhanced
You can fool that man
I take pity as often as I can
Looking back I see a gap
The size of April in my past
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Cinco De Mayo
Through the brightness of day.
and the darkness of night.
Everyday i think in fright .
What if we had lost the fight.
We wouldn't have our rights.
we won the battle but lost the war.
but the battle started more.
the odds where four to one.
but we still won.
so now we celebrate
this independence day
on the fifth of May
when Mexico overcame
I got my cup raised
Margaritas are my fave
on de Cinco de May
do I really have to explain?
the salt on the vase
as I grip the frozen base
embrace and tilt back
as I enjoy the lime drank
and you should do the same
but thats all I've got to say
I'm bout to hit the hay
so g'day
I skipped the third...sorry
So far to go
despite where we came
from a desperate vein
of those who discriminate
I thought we've changed
to base more than face,
sex, age, or race
as personality traits
but thats my mistake?
arent we one and the same?
bi, straight, or gay?
some cant quite just say
and that's what I find strange
we preach peace in faith
then wage war in it's name
which seems knave
But I'll rant and I'll rave
but nothing has gave
at work sex is the base
for getting a raise
and if you've been in my place
personal space invaded
saying you cant be someway
in the home of the free and the brave
The Sequel To May 1st (May 2)
The sequel to May 1st
Wanna watch the Boondocks?
thats whats on but gotta stop
Before Times Square is bombed
everyone waits in awe and shock
but something else is the cause
of stress like acid rain drops
so I take a second to pause
to let Mary Jane sing a song
slow my roll for control
and a seven is thrown
but the sharks of lifes loans
wont let the money go
and on the down low
theyre jealous cuz they know
I dont need their cash flow
so I'm a lifted soul
the dude on the news
forecasts sunny and cool
but at least my altitudes mood
proves this to be far from true
I remember days of my youth
Sacramento sunny and cool
at ninety-two by the pool
like a Nashville May flood of new
Wanna watch the Boondocks?
thats whats on but gotta stop
Before Times Square is bombed
everyone waits in awe and shock
but something else is the cause
of stress like acid rain drops
so I take a second to pause
to let Mary Jane sing a song
slow my roll for control
and a seven is thrown
but the sharks of lifes loans
wont let the money go
and on the down low
theyre jealous cuz they know
I dont need their cash flow
so I'm a lifted soul
the dude on the news
forecasts sunny and cool
but at least my altitudes mood
proves this to be far from true
I remember days of my youth
Sacramento sunny and cool
at ninety-two by the pool
like a Nashville May flood of new
Saturday, May 1, 2010
May day 2010
Leaders of every race and age
Join to praise His holy name
Asking that this may day
Won't be like when it originated
The haymarket streets
With police and angry employees
Is a sad and desolate scene
Worth praying for I think
Meanwhile readers are filled with glee
Getting comic books for free
Got some x-men with wolverine
Making meat of his enemies
What a contrast between
Things for the days theme
But neither apply to me
As I'm working to pay lifes fees
Why's it gotta be so hard to reach
For the stars why are they so far
Like an unmanned oil sub coming apart
I can't see through the muddy dark
I dream of my songs on the radio
But country drones are the overtone
Tim McGraw singing something slow
It's his birthday today too ya know
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