Be Proud Of Your Rebellion

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Be proud of your rebellion
Let them etch your name of the scroll
Do not hide in the shadows
For they’re still coming for your soul
Stand up boldly in disapproval
For they can’t silence every voice
Rise up in robust rejection
Protest their very system while you have a choice
Do not wait – for the end could be near
Only through our absolute unity can we fight
They’re all the same – ass or pachyderm
They’ll bleed us dry if we can’t unite

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Snow Days Are No Legitimate Excuse

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Snow days are no legitimate excuse
Do not bundle your cute tush away
Let me see some of that sass & flair
I want you to tease, taunt & maybe sashay
Listen to the passionate voices of love
We’re always leading the way; the vanguard
Let’s start with a hand up your sweater
I’m curious to see if your nipples are hard

My Soul Fills With Song For Uncle Walt

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My soul fills with song for Uncle Walt
Years of running in circles
Trying to find my voice
He whispered his love in my ear
My wheels slipping on the rails
I turn, ready for the future
Ripping down my walls
Looking outside for someone to share
Hiding in shadows no more
I shall set sail for those lost dreams

You’re A Questionable Soul

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You’re a questionable soul
Lying in the Captain’s brig
After drinking his scotch
& wearing his wife’s wig
Definitely conduct unbecoming
Her voice sounding the alarm
The man knows your name now
Surely you’ll swing from the yardarm

*previously posted on former blog

Suppressing All Normal Emotions

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Suppressing all normal emotions
Pushing away anything that can hurt
Dos mas cerveza por favor
Life for sale under those miniskirts
The sun baking away all energy
Narrow streets with unfamiliar voices
Paranoid of the peddlers’ greed
Caution or you’ll always feel these choices

Trespassed On A Delicate Shore

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Trespassed on a delicate shore
Holding words meant to disclose
Deliberate voices left on the floor
Sternly bright with shades of a rose
The angels always knew where to go
Savagely speaking without falsehood
Tiny steps always right & thorough
Being gentle wont do you any good

Mechanical Clicking In The Darkness

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Mechanical clicking in the darkness
Comprehensive yearnings to be free
Which journey to the successful path
To escape their judgmental memory
Boldness provides an excellent voice
Isolation bringing forth creative spawn
Years since you were labelled
Cumulative residue not how you were drawn

Hell Can Wait, For I’ve Got More To Do

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Hell can wait, for I’ve got more to do
Waking to black birded cries this morning
Sore eyes littered with midnight dreams
Waking to a shattered world without warning
Knowing more than any man should know
Wanting to save you, but I don’t have the right
Hushed voices upon my broken doors
Please don’t question my fragile might
Pushing off from your delicate terrors
This world has never been so murky & deep
But I will try again to rest my weary head
I will try again to fall peacefully asleep

Fifteen Dollars & A Broken Jaw To Boot

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Fifteen dollars & a broken jaw to boot
Expanding cities complete with souls for sale
Government land, but it’s not something to own
Your identity stolen down a worn migration trail
Pushing eighty-five before the winter sun goes down
Desert road adventures through the land of the free
Missing midnight mass for its not yet that time
Rumors & hints of how much you really mean to me
Your voice remains dry after another weekend
Do you remember the faces of all those left undone
Our days pass on by in those decadent whispers
Though all our remaining years will pass by as one