poetry

  • Fast Food Politician

    the confidence you exude
    a dude of action, oh, so shrewd
    nothing but a fast food politician
    with no aptitude for the job
    I'm in no mood for your lies

    I can't be wooed by you
    I won't be deluded by you
    you have been reviewed by me
    you are excluded by me
    take your baby food elsewhere

    I'm not part of your multitude
    won't be part of your family feud
    you are rude and rued and should be sued
    for your ingratitude
    it may be crude but go get stewed in your own devices

  • The Chiang Mai Sessions: Session Thirty-Nine

     

    sometimes you walk alone
    but you have to hold your head high
    the road you walk isn't well-known
    not many will see what you get to see
    only you get to be what you are meant to be

    sometimes you stand alone
    but you have to hold your head high
    where you stand isn't well-known
    not many will see what you get to see
    only you get to be what you are meant to be

    sometimes you’re on the mountain
    breathing pure winter air
    sometimes you’re in the valley
    longing for someone with whom to share
    sometimes you’re in the thick of a fight
    wondering if anyone is left to care
    sometimes it's a lonely star
    looking for someone to take the dare

    sometimes you sleep alone
    tired of holding your head up high
    remember the visions you've been shown
    in dreams not yet come true
    not many will see what you get to see
    only you get to be what you are meant to be

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  • Liar's Knife

    not every battle is covered in glory
    not every hero lives to tell his story
    not every cause is worth the shedding of blood
    not every life is worth the price of this mud

    we wanted to believe in the straight and true
    we marched knowing what we were going to do
    take the battle to the enemy, we said
    we came back home left weary and dead

    we watched as our truth became a lie
    no good reason for our enemies to die
    I wonder why I can sleep in peace
    when for my brothers there is no release

    not every heart deserves to beat strong and bold
    not every story deserves to be told
    and all that gold I see glittering
    falls into hands undeserving

    I wonder why they can sleep in peace
    I wonder why they get sweet release
    my brothers deserved to live their lives
    but got cut down early by a liar's knife

  • Drifting Away

    some people wake up wise
    some don't wake up at all
    some poke out their eyes
    tired of all the things they saw
    and I'm checking out soon
    fill up the hot air balloon
    I'm drifting away
    I'm drifting away

    some people starving for news
    looking for reasons to sing the blues
    and the friends they pick and choose
    hit the alarm for one last snooze
    tell me what's left to lose
    after things are said and done
    show me a place to hang my guns
    gonna have me a little fun

    you can take me to task
    for the questions I didn't ask
    I'm even willing to take the blame
    for how the team threw the game
    I'm used to being on the losing side
    and I'm ready for one last slide
    there isn't much now left to say
    please don't look at me that way

    some people wake up blind
    they forever closed their hearts and minds
    in the darkness they trip and stumble
    over things they searched their whole lives for
    they can't even find the door
    they thought they were on the winning team
    but you and I know nothing is ever as it seems

    and I'm drifting away
    I'm drifting away

  • Let This Truth Sink In

    let this truth sink in
    "I am alive. I'm ALIVE."
    one reason to sing
    no gratitude in silence
    in stillness the rocks cry out

  • Jubilee

    Jubilee
    celebrate this year
    with gladness
    bless your life
    smiles and laughter brighten
    the darkest of times

  • At the End of the Road

    its hard to cheat
    the August heat
    and watch the year wind down
    I'm feelin' beat
    and feelin' the letdown
    after the sun's gone down
    no one to greet
    me or to meet
    me or go with
    me to the end of the road

    open my eyes
    I realize
    nothing is what it is
    the dreamin' lies
    never end with a kiss
    after the sun's gone down
    the fireflies
    light the tunnel
    they're showing
    me to the end of the road

    a bitter pill
    climbing the hill
    counting crows all the way
    bitter and still
    I don't have words to say
    after the sun's gone down
    it's September
    what came before
    what comes after
    me at the end of the road