Talk

Talk
why won`t you talk to me
Speak what`s on your mind
I don't care what it is
whatever you may find
I just need to hear you
Talk
why won`t you talk to me
Speak what`s on your mind
be it clever or unkind
Either one suits me fine
Talk
why won`t you talk to me
I just wish you would unwind
Come down off of that cloud
Down here to cloud nine
Here everything is fine
If you want it to be
Talk
why won`t you talk to me
I have the time
So tell me
what`s on your mind
It doesn`t matter
Nothing`s too much
no hill
too big to climb
Talk
why won`t you talk to me



Slow down
take the time
speak your mind
and release your heart
I will make the time
to feel your love
and make you mine
Talk
why won`t you talk to me





shouting courtesy of - bnet.com
hear no evil courtesy of - artshouston.ning.com

last kiss

Here I am today
I came here to say
today
to you
Please accept this one last gift from me
This may be your last kiss
We'll see
You know how it is
It's why you're here
But I never promised you
anything dear
So here
Here I am today
Here and I've come to say
today
to you
I never thought it would come to this
And now they say they want you too
They fucked with me
But they won't fuck with you
No matter what it takes
Or what I have to do
This may be your last kiss
We'll see
One things for certain
This is not the end
It's only the beginning
for me
You'll see.

Exit stage left

Theory, fact or fiction,

Hitler took up residence in the Führerbunker on 16 January 1945 where he presided over a rapidly disintegrating Third Reich as the Allies advanced from both east and west. By late April Soviet forces had entered Berlin and were battling their way to the centre of the city where the Chancellery was located.
On 22 April Hitler had what some historians later described as a nervous breakdown during one of his military situation conferences, admitting defeat was imminent and Germany would lose the war. He expressed his intent to kill himself and later asked physician Werner Haase to recommend a reliable method of suicide. Haase suggested combining a dose of cyanide with a gunshot to the head.
Hitler had a supply of cyanide capsules which he had obtained through the SS. Meanwhile, on 28 April Hitler learned of Heinrich Himmler's attempt to independently negotiate a peace treaty. Hitler considered this treason and began to show signs of paranoia, expressing worries the cyanide capsules he had received through Himmler's SS were fake. He also learned of the execution of his ally Benito Mussolini and vowed not to share a similar fate. To verify the capsules' potency he ordered Dr. Haase to try them on his dog Blondi and the animal died as a result.
After midnight on 29 April, Hitler married Eva Braun in a small civil ceremony in a map room within the bunker complex. Antony Beevor states that after hosting a modest wedding breakfast with his new wife Hitler took secretary Traudl Junge to another room and dictated his last will and testament. He signed these documents at 04:00 and then retired to bed (some sources say Hitler dictated the last will and testament immediately before the wedding, but all sources agree on the timing of the signing).
Hitler and Braun lived together as husband and wife in the bunker for less than 40 hours. Late in the morning of 30 April, with the Soviets less than 500 metres from the bunker, Hitler had a meeting with General Helmuth Weidling, commander of the Berlin Defence Area, who informed Hitler the Berlin garrison would probably run out of ammunition that night. Weidling asked Hitler for permission to break out, a request he had made unsuccessfully before. Hitler did not answer at first and Weidling went back to his headquarters in the Bendlerblock where at about 13:00 he got Hitler's permission to try a breakout that night. Hitler, two secretaries and his personal cook then had lunch consisting of spaghetti with a light sauce, after which Hitler and Eva Braun said their personal farewells to members of the Führerbunker staff and fellow occupants, including the Goebbels family, Bormann, the secretaries and several military officers. At around 14:30 Adolf and Eva Hitler went into Hitler's personal study.
Some witnesses later reported hearing a loud gunshot at around 15:30. After waiting a few minutes, Hitler's valet, Heinz Linge, with Bormann at his side, opened the door to the small study. Linge later stated he immediately noted a scent of burnt almonds, a common observation made in the presence of prussic acid, the gaseous form of cyanide. Hitler's SS adjutant, Otto Günsche, entered the study to inspect the bodies, which were found seated on a small sofa, Eva's to Hitler's left and slumped away from him. Owing to an exit wound towards the top, left side of his head Hitler appeared to have shot himself in the right temple with a Walther PPK 7.65 mm pistol which lay at his feet. According to Hitler's bodyguard, Rochus Misch, Hitler's head was lying on the table in front of him Blood dripping from his temple and chin had made a large stain on the right arm of the sofa and was pooling on the floor/carpet. Eva's body had no visible physical wounds and Linge assumed she had poisoned herself.
Günsche exited the study and announced that the Führer was dead. Immediately afterwards, several people in the bunker began smoking cigarettes (which had been forbidden, given Hitler's strong dislike for smoking). Several witnesses said the two bodies were carried up to ground level and through the bunker's emergency exit to a small, bombed-out garden behind the Chancellery where they were doused with petrol and set alight by Linge and members of Hitler's personal SS bodyguard. Someone was heard to shout: 'Hurry upstairs, they're burning the boss!' The SS guards and Linge later noted the fire did not completely destroy the corpses but Soviet shelling of the bunker compound made further cremation attempts impossible and the remains were later covered up in a shallow bomb crater after 18:00.

Influence

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)

Acquainted with the Night circa 1928

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Fire and Ice circa 1923
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great,
And would suffice.

Influence

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (February 27, 1807 – March 24, 1882)

By the shores of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis.
Dark behind it rose the forest,
Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees,
Rose the firs with cones upon them;
Bright before it beat the water,
Beat the clear and sunny water,
Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.

excerpt from his 1855 poem The Song of Hiawatha

Children's Hour

Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
That is known as the Children's Hour.

I hear in the chamber above me
The patter of little feet,
The sound of a door that is opened,
And voices soft and sweet.

From my study I see in the lamplight,
Descending the broad hall stair,
Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,
And Edith with golden hair.

A whisper, and then a silence:
Yet I know by their merry eyes
They are plotting and planning together
To take me by surprise.

A sudden rush from the stairway,
A sudden raid from the hall!
By three doors left unguarded
They enter my castle wall!

They climb up into my turret
O'er the arms and back of my chair;
If I try to escape, they surround me;
They seem to be everywhere.

They almost devour me with kisses,
Their arms about me entwine,
Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen
In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!

Do you think, o blue-eyed banditti,
Because you have scaled the wall,
Such an old mustache as I am
Is not a match for you all!

I have you fast in my fortress,
And will not let you depart,
But put you down into the dungeon
In the round-tower of my heart.

And there will I keep you forever,
Yes, forever and a day,
Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,
And moulder in dust away!

An 1860 poem of his.

What kind of message is death
I can`t partake in rituals
Or fearful smoke signals
As I stand here before you today
It feels different to me.
What about you, does it too?
I know I have changed
but then you have too.
Through the confusion though
I see a light guiding my way,
through the dark of night,
into the safety of collision,
death by misfortune,
death coming at you,
death coming at me,
from somewhere we cannot
comprehend
no matter which direction
it`s still death in the end.
Crossing a great divide
or the avenue
when it comes, it comes
to anyone, to me or you.
Inside, on top, or just as
should you be near me
or I be near you
impact without precise intent,
collateral damage meant.
People everywhere running around,
they can`t sit still, they can`t sit down
help us, do you hear them
they are all around
drowning in fear as they cry
feel their pain, I do,
what about you?
I can`t figure this out quite yet
But then I'm not done quite yet
Its hot sitting down on the ground
Sure it is, no matter where you go!
It's hot all around!
Seems everyone is bent
or has something to vent
they're willing to talk
unwilling to walk
I have seen so much energy
so much time spent
Some of it was wasted
Could have been better spent
Time to form a line
time to redefine
our direction
time for an incline
an increase not decline
The energy formed
comes from inside
it goes outside
shows inner energy
synergy and pride.
When we connect
with each other
we become as one.
Stronger than ever
never come undone.
All together
all as one.

Influence

Edgar Allan Poe (January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849)

The Raven circa 1845

First Stanza -
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door —
Only this, and nothing more."

Last stanza
And the Raven, - never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted — nevermore!

Influence

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)

RHYMED DISTICHS.

[The Distichs, of which these are given as a
specimen, are about forty in number.]

WHO trusts in God,
Fears not His rod.

THIS truth may be by all believed:
Whom God deceives, is well deceived.

HOW? when? and where?--No answer comes from high;
Thou wait'st for the Because, and yet thou ask'st not Why?

IF the whole is ever to gladden thee,
That whole in the smallest thing thou must see.

WATER its living strength first shows,
When obstacles its course oppose.

TRANSPARENT appears the radiant air,
Though steel and stone in its breast it may bear;
At length they'll meet with fiery power,
And metal and stones on the earth will shower.
------
WHATE'ER a living flame may surround,
No longer is shapeless, or earthly bound.
'Tis now invisible, flies from earth,
And hastens on high to the place of its birth.

1815


WONT AND DONE.

I HAVE loved; for the first time with passion I rave!
I then was the servant, but now am the slave;

I then was the servant of
all:
By this creature so charming I now am fast bound,
To love and love's guerdon she turns all around,

And her my sole mistress
I call.

l've had faith; for the first time my faith is now strong!
And though matters go strangely, though matters go wrong,

To the ranks of the faithful
I'm true:
Though ofttimes 'twas dark and though ofttimes 'twas drear,
In the pressure of need, and when danger was near,

Yet the dawning of light
I now view.

I have eaten; but ne'er have thus relish'd my food!
For when glad are the senses, and joyous the blood,

At table all else is effaced
As for youth, it but swallows, then whistles an air;
As for me, to a jovial resort I'd repair,

Where to eat, and enjoy what
I taste.

I have drunk; but have never thus relish'd the bowl!
For wine makes us lords, and enlivens the soul,

And loosens the trembling
slave's tongue.
Let's not seek to spare then the heart-stirring drink,
For though in the barrel the old wine may sink,

In its place will fast mellow
the young.

I have danced, and to dancing am pledged by a vow!
Though no caper or waltz may be raved about now,

In a dance that's becoming,
whirl round.
And he who a nosegay of flowers has dress'd,
And cares not for one any more than the rest,

With a garland of mirth is
aye crown'd.

Then once more be merry, and banish all woes!
For he who but gathers the blossoming rose.

By its thorns will be tickled

alone.

To-day still, as yesterday, glimmers the star;

Take care from all heads that hang down to keep far,

And make but the future thine

own.

1813.

Company for dead lips

glazed eyes
cold skin
breathless
organ less
within
step closer
feel the hand
cold dead skin
kiss the lips
cold dead lips
remember the love
don't be afraid
kiss the lips
they look so nice
kiss the lips
and turn to ice
hold the body
stiff and tight
hold the body
embrace the night
the powers of darkness
will show you the light
look into those eyes
looking inside your mind
relax and let go
step closer
take the hand
and you will grow old
kiss the lips
come closer
they look so nice
kiss my lips
and turn to ice
kiss my lips
come into my frozen world
kiss my lips
make it right
stay beside me now
what greater thing
could there ever be
than to be together
forever with me
look into my cold
blank eyes and see
your future is a dream
join me

I love you Clyde

Witness

O my God, O my Lord
They stood by
they ignored you
Thinking they
were doing good
pleased with themselves
as they stood by
and watched you die
What they gave you
I'd take away
I would give you me
The one thing have
And I guarantee
you'd be here today
Dear Jesus, Holy Son of God
How could things like happen
you gave us one and all
so much pain and some of us
are less strong and unable
to cope the extent of pain
your hand has dealt
if may make a request
shuffle the deck again My Lord
then deal the cards as follows
deal the cards of pain to me
and then deal out the rest
I live a life of pain already
A little more pain for me
and I can help many feel free
Sometimes abuse
is an innocent mistake
it's the wrong pill to take
why lead us into temptation
when we're deep in pain
It's easy Lord when you're
not thinking straight
to take the wrong turn
to make a mistake
Give me strength to carry the word
and me give the power to heal
to take away the pain
and close the wound
You've given power
to others before me
different from them perhaps
But I too put you before me
Let my words be weight
And my contact be great
I have fears of my own
And pain as you well know
But I am willing to take on more
If it pleases you today
So dear Lord I`m ready, are you
I have the tools
I know the rules
I may walk through the valley
in the shadow of death
though I fear not the reaper
I shall not suffer or die
I will not be a martyr in eye
If you're ready to play so am I
As I stand here before you today
It feels different to me
what about you does it too
I know I have changed
but then you have too
Through the confusion though
I see a bright light heading my way
Let me be the one to show others the way.

Death

In death in me
I am not proud
In death in me
I am not mighty
In death in me
I am not dreadful
In death you see
and know me
In death in me
I feel free
In death it can be
in you in me
In death in me
eternally
In death in you
eventually

Influence

William Wordsworth [7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850]

Original version published in the 1807 Poems in Two Volumes

I wandered lonely as a Cloud
That floats on high o'er Vales and Hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of dancing Daffodils;
Along the Lake, beneath the trees,
Ten thousand dancing in the breeze.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee: --
A poet could not but be gay
In such a laughing company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:


For oft when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude,
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the Daffodils.


version # 2

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

in such a jocund company:

I gazed - and gazed - but little thought

what wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

Influences

Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton [25 May 1803 – 18 January 1873]

"True, This!

— Beneath the rule of men entirely great,

The pen is mightier than the sword.

Behold

The arch-enchanters wand!

— itself a nothing! —

But taking sorcery from the master-hand

To paralyse the Cæsars, and to strike

The loud earth breathless!

— Take away the sword —

States can be saved without it!"

-from his 1839 play Richlieu; The Conspiracy.

"It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness."

-from his 1830 novel Paul Clifford

Thoughts of war

I remember
potato peel soup
tin can porridge
each morning you forage
you do what it takes
you eat what it makes
to survive
bones and marrow
salt is gold
water wine
life inside
is fine
life in a bunker
for a time
sunshine
when you can
when you can go out
life outside
is fearful
life outside the bunker
is loud
smells of decay
and sadness
nothing is the same
no one remains
scurrying like rats
among the rats
gathering with fear
whatever it takes
to survive
taking, wearing
dead men's clothes
and shoes
air raid drills
the daily news
how many more dead
the thick damp
musty air
in the bunker
a baby's first breath
of air
in there
iodine and cigarettes
cleanse and cauterize
shoe polish in the still
methanol on my breath
infection is death.

I was afraid
to venture past
the sand bags and
abandoned machine gun nests
I managed to once
I was frozen in my steps
there were ten
no twenty
there had to be a hundred
dead bodies
in various forms
decomposition
filled the air
grabbed my guts
I couldn't tell which side
any of them were from
as my guts burned
I puked until bile bleed
out from my eyes
at the horrible sight before me
that had me totally
unable to do anything but
puke and cry
puke and cry
feverish, blisters,
festering wounds
the stench
from the trench
where the dead lay
dear God
help me erase that day
make it through today.

One other day found me
searching for water
a canteen
I had seen
my luck
would find me
in place I'd never been
ankle deep in mud
and blood
rats were everywhere
there was so much blood
you could smell it's
sweet metallic odour
rats scurrying
gnawing, eating the dead
eating the dead!
I spotted three of them
huddled together
two were faceless
mortar shell I assumed
the third a young boy
no more than 19
I took his canteen
and then removed another
from the first faceless ones
severed arm
retrieving the third one
out of the red mud
I thanked them as I left
I had water
at least till tomorrow.

The slow winding sound
of the air raid siren
breaking through the air
again and then
whistling of bombs
and more bombs
falling from above
we all begin
the routine run
back into the bunkers
the ground shaking
earthquaking all around
machine gun fire
pecking through the air
like woodpeckers
the shouts of soldiers
attacking, running
lying, dying
people screaming
racing, pushing
and shoving
fear has children
pushed and left
as equal
they're shopping
for their life
and nothing, no one
can stop them
as they trample each other
stampede like wild animals
to be safe, perhaps.
When the door closes
the sound of bombs
and more bombs cover
the sounds of terror
sounds of abandonment
the sounds of death
Each time the door closes
is not without cost
new friends made
and old friends lost.

The streets are quiet
the dying are dead
children playing run over
under, around the rubble
without a care
the only know one thing
they only know to play
they only know war
the dead are part
of their environment
their neighbourhood
a graveyard
where friends and neighbours
lay and play

where a stone is the world

one child is all children
what will they bring
or take from this place
anger, hatred and guns
living in the danger zone

this war is all wars
introspective remembrance
numbs the mind
silences the tongue
blinds the eyes
witnessed the execution of
a priest and seven nuns
how can this be war
this makes no sense
killing innocents
the scars are deep
and for years
they will keep
the secret inside
deeply darkened
sad faces...

take my hand and we

will find a new home

a fresh start....

war pictures thanks to Illustrated History : Relive the times
http://incredibleimages4u.blogspot.com/

like i care

sometimes
i actually give a fuck
but then again
i don`t
and sometimes
i could really fuckin care less
until
once again
i feel the caress
as you stroke my ego
again and again
yeah baby
you stroke my ego again
sometimes
i wanna make you smile
that great big smile
but then again
i don`t
and sometimes
especially when we kiss
my heart skips a beat
and then once you stroke my ego
again, again and again
yeah baby
you stroke my ego again
i feel it again
it`s somewhere in between
the kiss and caress
that i begin to miss it
i feel it less
until
you stroke my ego
again, again and again
yeah baby
you stroke my ego again
you stroked my ego
way back then
you stroke my ego now
do it again
stroke my ego
do it like you did back then
stroke my ego once again
do it again
stroke, stroke, stroke my ego
do it, do it, do it again
sometimes
i actually give a fuck
but then again
i don`t
but you can stroke my ego
anytime you like
but i could fuckin care less
ah yeah
all the while pretending
like i care
until
you stroke my ego
there you go again
i feel the caress
and your gentle smile
all the while
i could care less
i am reckless
until i feel distress
then you stroke my ego
while wearing a dress
stroke it
stroke it with finesse
you stroke my ego
again doing your best
undo the stress
and sometimes i feel it go
i feel it letting go
it feels like ice and snow
frosting my feelings
de-ice me
high and low
until
i feel the caress
as you stroke my ego
once again
stroke, stroke my ego
once again
is this heaven
am i insane
i can`t feel my legs
but i believe i`m walking
in the rain
walking in the rain again
walking on the rain
until
the clouds disappear
until the sun shines
again
i feel the caress
i dispense of the sense
the intense sense
of offence of defence
of difference
without intent
in the outs
sometimes
i actually give a fuck
but then again
i don`t
i feel as though
i should care
i do but then i don`t
it`s the same thing
everywhere
i look and go
it`s everywhere
some they do
and then they don`t
so i pretend
like i care
no eye contact
i don`t stare
to stay sane
i wear sunglasses
i see what and who
i want to see
everywhere i look
my world is free
and it gently belongs to me
when the rain falls
i drink
until the clouds disappear
drunk drinking rain
i walk without fear
numb and frustrated
like a saturated sponge
i can`t take any more
i look for another door
the in or out door
at this point i'm not sure
until
you stroke my ego
there you go again
i feel the caress
you in your dress
again
i feel the distress
but refrain
you stroke my ego
stroke it
stroke it with finesse
again, again and again
after all you`re still the same
and me
well, i`m insane
like i care

artwork thanks to www.nataliedee.com

Jack

This is about you Jack
and all your friends and pals
This is thanks for nothing
Jack you came here
Jack you laughed and cried
You told someone else
Jack,
and then you both laughed and cried
I'm glad you shared your findings
I'm glad that they shared your views
as well
I'm disappointed though
not one of you took the time to
join my blog and leave comments
as well as your name
As a friend I thought you cared
I didn't think that I was the joke
not once
You had me fooled
Even now I can't believe what I hear
Yes from what I hear
I have others friends
Friends that actually call me
and visit me
Friends that really mean what they say
People who honestly care
You have made fun of me in the past
behind my back
I forgave you

sticks and stones

mean nothing to me
You've made fun of me
right in front of me

I laughed too and forgave you

words are words and will always be

remembered as words you said to me
Now we've been apart for a whole year
You're making fun of me
and you're no where near
Jack you claim that we're
one of a kind
and you hold me dear
Why is it that
that's not what I hear
Jack me off again
I can't understand what you mean
by friend...
Not to leave anyone out
this also goes out
to all the other Jack's I know
and you know who you are
and to everyone that claims to know me
to everyone who puts on such a fabulously
phony show
I know I know I know
Just kidding man
thought you were on board
and cool with it
I've heard them all
save them you'll need them
to bargain with
when you meet your next friend
This is not over
nor is this the end

Ronnie's taking over
just you wait and see
He's much better

at this game than me
His skin is thicker
and he lashes out randomly
sometimes without apparent reason
but always
with such heartfelt passion
So hop aboard clowns
enjoy the ride...hahaha
Pick a bird, any bird will do
if there's not enough to go around
I can flip a few more for you
anything for you, ya bunch of low life,
self-centered,ignorant,fool hearted,
two faced,back-stabbing,gossiping,
little fucking assholes,
and you know who you are.

pocket change

if you started off with a dollar
and it costs a penny to be born
you best mind the holes in your pocket

life is nothing but a pocket full of change
spend it wisely
each day it costs us
each day we have less

Rest in Peace

Life`s something that`s for sure
to live you have to pay
each day it costs us
each day we have less
every day costs you another day less
everything you do leaves you with even less
we work to live more
and live to work more
it costs to eat
it costs to survive
it costs to be safe
it costs to remain alive
a roof is just that
but is a home with a floor
walls, windows and a door
everything in life costs us more
and the price keeps going up
a penny here a penny there
and when enough is enough
it costs even more
we manage to keep up though
but though we complain a lot
we don`t really seem to care
we fuss over each other
we argue wrong or right
nobody ever wins though
especially when we fight
the cost of this is high
life is expensive to begin with
it costs us to survive
it costs to be safe
and to stay alive
life is so expensive
for you for me for all
where does all the money go
is what I'd like to know
and why is there so much poverty
everywhere I go
So many children crying
so many people hungry and dying
I would like to know
where does all the money go
why are people fighting instead of working
lying instead of writing
buying sin instead of groceries
in the street we pass people by
we are programmed to ignore
I would like to know why
when did this happen
please tell me why
better still tell me
where does all the money go
tell me where, tell me why
I can`t understand it anymore
children left unattended
gambling in casinos
drinking and cocaine
children left to die
we take better care of pets
than we do our own parents
a loved one left unattended
and lonely
a loved one left alone to die
I can`t understand it or why
life is so expensive
the cost of life is high
sooner or later
we all shall seek
and find the maker
we are all born to die
the journey can be
and will be
as long as it can
it`s up to each of us
to do our own part
to try to pay the price
to try and pay the man
if you believe like I do
there`s a price on all our heads
a price for a pound of flesh
comes cheap these days
so live life
for life is to live it
to feel life is to give it
take what you need to live life
and remember what it took to give it
be humble don`t brag
live has a way of equalizing itself
sooner or later one way or another
life is something that`s for sure
another day less to live
one day less to pay
what good is a nest egg
and toys are for kids
you can`t take it with you
everything is junk in the end
don`t die with it, give it away
don`t die in junk
chose where you`ll lay
when you leave clean out your closet
get rid of the junk
shine your best shoes
clean out your trunk
get rid of old news
a clean shirt and tie
don`t die in it or with it
good-bye junk
you make the memories
you chose to leave when you do
with everything precious in its place
sleep now with a smile on your face
to rest in peace is only fair
after all you went through
to get there.

A talk with Him

I've been waiting
since the day that I left
to be born again
I've been waiting
yes waiting
since the day that I left
waiting for another chance
to stay dry in the rain
I have faded
faded enough I feel
My thoughts are pure not jaded
The darkness, the other side
the right side and the left
I`ve been waiting
contemplating
since the day that I left
will I be born again
or was I hung out to dry
left hanging
in anger and fear
is there no way out of here
what the hell is this
what kind of heaven is this
you can take it
I don`t want it
I don`t want this
Imagine, all this
because of a kiss
and I was not the giver
I was the goat
in a herd of sheep.

I'm waiting
painfully waiting
for the calling
I am waiting
to be born again
Another chance
to feel it again
A second chance
to be real again.

I've been waiting
since the day that I left
to get up
and just walk away
but I'm stuck waiting
It`s all up to you
my anticipating.

Pull these nails
out of my feet and hands
and let me go
I`ve been waiting
for my second chance
to come back
one more time
to be born
once again
But still I`m waiting
for the right time to come
I have faded
faded and waited enough I feel.

My love is still strong
and real
I keep waiting
I`ve waiting so long
I keep waiting
I`ve waited so long
won`t you please
let me go.

What is it you want from me
Whatever you want
just create it
Break the mould you used for me
create something else
I am hated.

Why do I feel these things I feel
Please tell me this is not real
I pray, I promise I will do as you ask
I beg you not to assign me this task
I know I`ve asked so many things of you
This is one thing I ask you not to do.

Grave Conversation

The flowers stopped growing one day
in mid bloom in the month of May
Seems the whole world stood still that day
When the Lord came and took you away
The flowers since have grown and died
I count the days by how often I've cried
I still can't believe it deep down inside
you're gone I know even though I tried
to hope and pray you back each and every day
and I just wanted to say
that I miss you so very much.


Don't stand weeping at my grave
Don't waste your tears on me there
I have gone and have been long gone
I have been everywhere
On the breath of the winds that blow
In the rain that falls from above
and snow that covers the ground
I'm in the bright sun's rays
on every summer day
I'm in the crispness of autumn
and the clouds that push the sun away
I'm in warmth of the morning light
I've soared high with birds in flight
Don't stand at my grave and cry
Don't waste your tears on me
For I did not die.

Your man

It`s best to begin at the start
before getting into my heart
before love came
when it rained
it just rained
I was a lonely boy
looking for a lonely girl
someone just like me
too many times
I gave my heart
too many times
I cried
making all the same mistakes
every time
until one night
I almost died
I found her
with another man
I gave her everything
that I possibly could
I bought her diamond rings
and a red sports car
I took her half way round the world with me
she left my heart a scar
And now when the sun shines
it`s raining in my heart
I`m afraid to love
I`m afraid to let go
of the pain I felt that day
now I`m afraid to love
To love the way I did before
please don`t misunderstand me
don`t get up
don`t walk out the door
I`ll try to love again
but I can`t help it
when it rains in my heart
I get afraid once again
of the hurt I felt before
I hope that you can or try
to have the patience to
overlook the way I act or am
I`ll be the best that I can
for you
for now and forever
just give it a chance
and you`ll see
just like me
that I can be
that same man
I feel it
And I know I can
It`s the haunts of my past
that trapped my love for you
in a tin can
take me in your arms
take love out of the can
I can be your Genie
I can be your man.

thinking about hurrying

sitting on the front step
with a box knife in my hand
waiting for the sun to come
it's behind a cloud
if the sun don't come
think I'll simply
bleed out loud
I don't have patience,I can't wait
if it doesn't happen,it's too late
thought about love
but that was yesterday
thought about so many things
since then I threw love away
everybody's talking at me, to me
they got something to say
all I can do is listen
I got nothing to say
thought about killing
but that was yesterday
round about when love came
and I walked away
I wonder out loud sometimes
especially when I pray
forgive me while I sin
this life that I live in
is not the vision that I had
does this seems perfect to you
here comes the sun, thank you
but there it goes again

If you, by this strong right hand,
do not want to give the glory of my death,
you give it with your own eyes,
for the dart of your gaze
is that which kills me and consumes me.

This place

I got this feeling
deep inside my brain
I got this feeling
telling me again
I got to get out of this place
or change what`s happening here
there`s too much shit
happening here
I got to find a place
Where the people aren`t so queer
or rearrange this place
And change or rearrange this place
and all the shit that`s happening here
It`s a shame, it`s a disgrace
There has to be a better place
I am going to try to find another place
Or rearrange this place into another place
another place to stay with a lot of sunshine
every day
a place where I can relax my mind
and get away
from all the confusion
every day
I got to get to that place
there`s way too much shit happening here

I got to find a place
I got to make this place
a better place
it`s way too crazy here
So put your hand in mine
we can work together
everything will be fine

Did you hear me
I`ll say it again
I got this feeling
deep inside my brain
it keeps telling me
to get out of this place
or change what`s happening here
there`s so many people
playing way too games
got to save my own face
got to save my own name
can`t even walk the street
without being scared off your feet
people owning the streets
the neighbourhood
too many people
doing too little good
look at all of them
with all their different faces
I`ve seen them all before but
in other places

So reach out, get up
put your hand in mine
if we get together
it will work out fine
we got to put the bad people down
someone has to
put the bad people down

Perhaps someday
they too will realize
in the end we all will die
and when looking death in the eye
the strong become weak
and the strongest begin to cry
and in the end we all will die
we all will die

My name

I keep hearing my name
Someone keeps calling my name
I hear my name called out loud
I'm not sure who
I don't know why
I can hear them calling
calling my name out loud
I can hear them calling
Someone keeps calling my name out loud
and I don't know why
The closer it get
the further it seems
I hear it when I'm waking
when I'm wide awake
I hear it when I'm fast asleep
I hear it in my dreams
Over and over
I hear my name whispered gently
and shouted out loud
In passion and in anger
in the midst of a crowd
It comes as the singing of a happy song
then as a warning of what is yet to come
I keep hearing my name
Someone keeps calling my name
I hear my name called out loud
It gives me shivers
all up and down my spine
I wonder who keeps calling me
all the time
When I feel good
and having a good time
my name is called out
there's no need to shout
I hear a familiar voice
calling my name out loud
I keep hearing my name
being called
when there's no one to be seen
it's like a whisper
in a dream
then it's quiet in between
the whisper and the scream
I keep hearing my name
who is calling
who is calling my name
who is playing
who is playing this game
I keep hearing my name
I wish it would stop
It's driving me insane
Finally peace and quiet
in my head
a rest for my brain.

Hello
is anyone there
or am I alone again
I used to hear my name
but lately seems like
all I hear is the rain
falling like tears drops
falling on my head
There's hardly a sound
it's as quiet as the dead
Someone used to call my name
I used to hear my name
I sure wish someone
would call out my name again

Heaven

Let there be light, there was
let it grow dark and it did
let there be life, there was
let it grow old and it did
You ordered all things within your heart.
All things were created through your Word,
Just as you wished.
Now
make life alive
move all things
be above all living things
and you are
try as we might
to escape heaven
be it above or below
fleeing, no matter where we go
heaven supercedes all
encompassing and guiding all
heaven energizes every sacred life
and the entire wheel of the cosmos
is centered around your word
The Word of God
The Word is living,
giving, spirit and soul,
all things living and green,
all of your creativity
All creation is awakened by you,
called upon by you,
with resounding melody,
God's invocation of the Word.
Never do I want to hear
The Angels singing to the world
of warning, singing out your scorning
we listen, I listen and obey
I am only one though
please don't turn me away
you know what I think, do and say
God of gods, creator of all.
If this were truly heaven
why are so many seeking refuge
is heaven not more beautiful
more enticing than the rest
if not then make it so
we listen, I listen and obey
it's just something I suggest
please don't turn away
a different opinion or another way
there's more than one solution
you let me think and I think this way
slow the world down, slow down time
if I could see heaven a bit longer
if heaven could be seen by everyone
on everyday
then heaven could be heaven
in every way
take away the pain and salvation
replaced with love and understanding
take away the pain and broken hearts
replace them with friends and brand new starts
peace, love and understanding
until everyone cares

And so it was

Let there be light, there was
let it grow dark and it did
let there be life, there was
let it grow old and it did
you ordered all things within your heart
all things were created through your Word
just as you wished
now
make life alive
move all things
be above all living things
try as we might
to escape heaven
be it above or below
fleeing and no matter where we go
heaven supercedes all
encompassing and guiding all
heaven engerizes every sacred life
and the entire wheel of the cosmos
is centered around your word
The Word of God
The Word is living
giving, spirit and soul
all things living and green
all of your creativity
All creation is awakened by you
called upon by you
with resounding melody
God's invocation of the Word
never do I want to hear
the Angels singing to the world
of warning, singing out your scorning
we listen, I listen and obey
I am only one though
please don't turn me away
you know what I think, do and say
God of gods, creator of all
help me, help us all
help prevent the great fall
we`ve come too far to fall
just short of the mark...

Friends and lovers

Friends and lovers we all are
on life's highway
wishing on a star
Friends and lovers we all know
crossing all boundaries
letting love grow
Friends and lovers from the past
strength and experience
help to make love last
Friends and lovers yet to come
looking for a friend
waiting for the sun

though if the sun don`t come
I hope my friend will come
he usually comes
even if the sun don`t come
I say to everyone
It seems
to me
that our time has finally come
and now
after all
after all has been said and done
It appears
to me that

Friends and lovers we all are
on life's highway
wishing on a star
Friends and lovers we all know
crossing all boundaries
letting love grow
Friends and lovers from the past
strength and experience
help to make love last
Friends and lovers yet to come
looking for a friend
waiting for the sun