The Government Wants To Lock Me Up

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The government wants to lock me up
For I don’t fit into their diabolic plans
Turning society into robotic morons
I just can’t continue to work for The Man

Trying to sell us artificial stimulants
Fickle airwaves with their bully pulpit bought
Falsified histories & professional victims
The system wipes us away without any thought

Pharmaceutical conglomerates tell us
Conscience is a personality disorder we can’t shake
Turning our daughters into Stepford Wives
Stealing our minds – hoping we’ll never wake

Corporations in league with the dolt on the throne
Continuously embarrassing the whole of humankind
Whose agenda has a limited number of characters
How the hell is this the best choice we could find

But I won’t succumb to any of their devices
I’ll take my liberty and the happiness I’ve pursued
Rejecting the crooks & ignoring their feigned power
Won’t find me in Nurse Rachet’s line; docile & queued

I can’t live a life that’s so blatantly false & empty
My soul is no longer pristine, but I’m an honest guy
I’m taking to the wilderness; leaving the State behind
I’m trading their promises for a more natural high

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I Cannot Help But Stare

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I cannot help but stare
Pure hatred in those eyes
A lifetime of judgement
Whispering a torrent of lies
I don’t want to believe them
I’m tired of this rejection
I’ve been beaten & battered
I no longer need my reflection

Quietly Adjusting Back Into Your Life

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Quietly adjusting back into your life
Unseen boundaries & soaked in the rain
But this is a temporary thunderstorm
The sun will return tomorrow & permanently remain
But we don’t need to wait to be happy
For it’s a mere emotion we can choose
‘Fake it until you make it’, still applies
For in the end, what do we have to lose?

I Think I Missed A Dance

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I think I missed a dance
I think it was my turn to lead
My heart feels empty & worn
Braced for an eternity to plead
The revolution of our lives
Nothing I could understand
I just know I was better
When I had you in my hands

She’s Got That Weirdness Flowing Through Her Veins

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She’s got that weirdness flowing through her veins
She’s got that funk in her domain
She’s got the brains that I admire
& the beauty that I desire
Everything she does is a tad bit funky
I want to be the fellow with her one key
I want to be the one to love her
& have it returned to me and no other
I can tell she is one of a kind
& I can’t seem to get her out of my mind
But that’s cool with me
She’s an image I love to see
When I look at her, I see there’s a freak inside
You never know what will happen until you’ve tried

*this is an old poem from the 90’s. I’m not claiming it’s any good. I just like it.

A Clear Path To Happiness

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A clear path to happiness
But where do we go from here
Tired & weary from toilsome tasks
Self loathing; the harbinger of fear
But there’s always the simple life
Cherishing each blessing bestowed
Smiling each morning with gratitude
Embracing & not dreading your load
Taking it up again with the sun
Another day to provide what you reap
Responsibility can be a small miracle
Reflecting the love that you keep

You’re Spouting Off At The Seams

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You’re spouting off at the seams
The system melting from the status quo
Another former acolyte on the verge of revolt
The machine of government quotas; all systems go
But is this what we want from our society
I believe their intentional interference is a sin
Let us be, let us live a life peaceful & free
A life where a simple man might still be able to win

Railroad Crossings Touch My Mind

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Railroad crossings touch my mind
Worn jeans speckled with fading paint
Buddha found lying by the curb
Sorry ma’am, I’ve never been a saint
Life is an amazing gestation
There is nothing left to lose
Those stars have lost their luster
Welcome back home to live the blues
Daily life has never been easy
Always some sort of pain to endure
Demons breathing down your neck
Silently waiting for another liquid cure

I’m Not Better Than Anyone

I’m not better than anyone
I’m not clever-witted nor all that bright
Avoid owing the Company Store my 16 tons
Another martini before I extinguish the light
Life plays us how it decides to play
Insignificant input a mere formality
You’re sticking to your tried & true ways
While I’m dancing & bucking all of normality

This Is Where I Come In

This is where I come in

Handing out cliches like its going out of style

Harboring back to my post cold war days

I’m not much, but I keep moving with this ridiculous smile

Doing my best to ignore definitions & expectations

Traditional conventions can lead us straight to hell

I’d rather lose the script & live life free

Circumventing society to find a happiness you can’t sell

You don’t have to believe me nor think highly of me

But your soul depends on you creating some sort of magic

For to traipse through this existence without thought

Will be to forgo all beauty of inspiration, thus living tragic