Tired Of Asses…

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Tired of the Asses & Elephants?
We’re going to storm the gates
No longer to ruin this great land
Taking back society & eliminate hate
We’re going to run them out of town
Never distracted by the suits so debonair
They’ll plead & beg for mercy & our votes
That’s when we have Washington in our crosshairs

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Wallowing In The Good Mornings

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Wallowing in the good mornings
Moving on from all your past days
Cutting loose the baggage
You’re different now, that was a phase
New person evolving within you
Tired of comparisons & their failings
Creating your own place in this world
Let society shift & begin their own trailings

I’m Tired, Weary, Fatigued, However You Want To Call It

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I’m tired, weary, fatigued, however you want to call it
This world is tearing itself apart, with no end in sight
Neighbors can’t stand the appearance of each other
If we don’t swerve, we’re all going to face the fiery night
Reject hate, reject them, reject the world’s system
I don’t care if kindness long ago went out of fashion
Don’t accept your options, make your own way
We need return to art, return to love & compassion
‘They’ are anyone who’ll tell you we can’t survive
Without stooping down to unconscionable degrees
Rebel, refuse & reclaim enlightenment & love
Lead ourselves away from their dysfunctional societies
God reserves a place in Hell for those who spout hate
Whether you believe in Christ or what Buddha taught
Love doesn’t see the differences between us
We can do better; a peaceful way must be sought
Politicians are no more than door to door salesmen
Fraudulent purveyors of the American dreamscape
But we, the silent underground, emerging each day
Fed up with their vision, proof that heroes don’t wear capes

Smelling Coffee Long Before

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Smelling coffee long before
These tired eyes were ever meant to open
Dreading wakin’ and meetin’ people
No time like now, so here’s to hopin’
The day started & it’s past time to rise
One foot out & eventually the other leg
I’m going to need more of this magic juice
I feel society comin’ at me like the damn plague

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

I’m Tired Of All The Mouthpieces & Talking Heads

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I’m tired of all the mouthpieces & talking heads
I don’t trust anything on the network news
Congress & corporations are intertwined
Aimed at denying our dreams, if they could choose
But I’m not going to buy into their systems
I’m not going to line up for them to call me by name
We have to figure out a better way
Or we’ll all be taken under by institutionalized shame
I don’t want to live in a world propelled by evil
I believe this hateful environment is only getting hotter
Can we not view our neighbors as equals
What kind of world are we leaving for our daughters?

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 Tell Me You’re Tired

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You tell me you’re tired

& don’t want to put on that dress

There’s so much to do

That your mind is a mess

But I’ve made arrangements

& the kids will be away

Tonight is only for us

Let me take away the day

Dinner is almost ready

Take this wine to the shower

I’ll put on your favorite waltz

We’ll dance into the latest hours

*previously published on former blog

Tired Of The Ancient Traditions

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Tired of the ancient traditions
Feeling scared of former neglect
Provocations of patriarchy’s past
Though, I’m here to firmly reject
Everything outside of our union
Reallocating life to its proper size
Knocking over their pedestals myself
Escaping from undutiful, prying eyes