Let Us Focus On Love


Let us focus on love
Expel their notions of hate
I won’t let them affect me
I’ll set the standards for my fate
This life won’t last forever
The glories in Heaven surely await
But for now, I’m going to be compassion
To take care of the people – HOPE we’ll create


I Sit Mesmerized


I sit mesmerized
Watching the sun crest the horizon
Arms wrapped around the prettiest girl
I’ve ever laid my eyes on
Pulling the zipper up to my chin
These mornings are surprisingly cold
Coffee does little to remedy my plight
But I’m content, together we’re gonna get real old

Things Have Changed


Don’t Qualify My Words


Don’t qualify my words
For you don’t know how my soul burns
Don’t classify my humanity
For you don’t know a fucking thing about me


Handle With Care


Don’t Take My Glasses, Baby


Don’t take my glasses, Baby
I want to see your beauty
Let me drink your suppleness
You’re the sweetest taste to me
Don’t leave me in the dark, Lady
Let me point a direction that never fails
Holding passion hostage will never do
Let us make love by Braille


It’s Warfare Upon Your Dreams


It’s warfare upon your dreams
Your soul is in the line of fire
External forces aiming carefully
& the consequences are to be dire
Reject their hatred & pandering
Their lies breed contempt & you’re the pawn
Think for yourself before they regulate
Brainwashing & your mindwaves redrawn


I’m Not Worried About Your Conspiracies


I’m not worried about your conspiracies

I’m just trying to make my bones

Your extremist beliefs bore me

I won’t sink my sword into your throne

The world will always keep spinning

I gotta take my seabag to the boat

You’ve doubled down on your pair of criminals

I’ve always known they’re a waste of my vote


Life Has A Way Of Working Out


Life has a way of working out

When you rise in the early morning hours

Sip your coffee & focus on the positive

You’ll find inner strength, not superpowers

Quietly sending out the proper vibes

Some days – be humble & pay your dues

Keep calm & marinate in your good karma

For soon, you’ll be running around in your Underoos


I Sit Overlooking The Harbor


I sit overlooking the harbor
I’m wearing a silly sort of grin
I watch the sails disappear quietly
All the while, sipping a shade of gin
Otis replaying within my mind
His gentle soul resting upon my ears
I’m anxious, but that won’t matter
For the sea will swallow all your fears