The Prejudice Remains
7-5-09
A man can get sick
Yet he is not gone
Taking up the language of the click, click
Still he says he'll walk to the light of dawn
All by faith
So I say I'm satisfied
He says he has it together
But once more he lied
Can't expect a child to understand
The things that are written on his left hand
Left or right, so make your choice
Taking a risk to drive around ones Rolls Royce....
Dreams Of The Banana Republic
7-5-09
Once I had an idea and a clue
But such I forgot when I tries listening to you
K.H.Y. still appears on the veins of my left hand
God cannot expect me to understand
Drink impairs ones judgment
To be a role model to he that follows
Born with a pen in ones hand
Is the philosophy that the amateur poet swallows
Seems that zero does not exist
Compared to the eternity of one willing to enlist....
Biting Stage
7-5-09
The word is taken away before it is spoken
Damn the mirage as it seems to be the token
The kryptonite comes in the form of doubt
As one goes to a diner to order up the broiled trout
Ignorance is bliss and bliss is peace
As we are told to persist and to not cease
If we give up our life today
Then what will yet come
As the gamble is the chance we take
By the beating of the drum...
Honey In His Own Jar
7-5-09
Perhaps, so he says
Given a second chance
Content with the learning
When he can't find the romance
Browning in the honey in his own jar
According to a song
He blows out his mind in a car
A man reaches out
He cannot compare the perch with the trout
Ten o clock is the deadline
Glucose test tomorrow
Means no more wine....
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