Just another cog in the machine

just another cog in the machine
part of the 9-5 daily grind
you'll find it's hard to unwind
when you belong to the 9-5 daily grind
when your a hamster on a wheel you can't get ahead
the irs won't stop breaking down your door till your dead
I'm a slave trying to be free
they make the true path so hard to see
Just a servant with a different master
it makes my head spin faster and faster
Just a slave with a changing overseer
It won't stop soon-
I fear
Here they come with their pills
(no crazies here) So now it comes down to a battle of will
I dared to speak out, speak out for change so my body they must kill
Cause I'm just a cog in the machine

I always eagerly greeted the Dawn

I always greeted the dawn whilst my siblings slumbered on
Honoring the sun enshrouded in its tunic of fog
Feeling the morning misty breeze
Clear and refreshing across my countenance
Filling my spirit with glee
The rooster rises too and let out a triumphant crow
With a great batterting of wings
And glee it brings!
Spying the first worm shyling poking forth from the earth
Searching skies in fear of the first sparrow
The joy reaches to my marrow!
Dancing in the dew, sky streaking from gray to blue
The bird arrives now breaking forth in song to the dawn
And so gather all worshipers in a mighty throng
A canopy of sounds resound
All I see! Ah me!
The gifts that belong to the early riser!
I find myself all the wiser
For I gladly greeted the dawn
Whilst my siblings slumbered on

Wind Swept Firs

The pine needles that rain down from windswept firs
to lie still in their forest bed
Across them, a foot tread
Humans filled these woods with dread
but I am hear to say have no fear of me
For as winter frost seeps into spring thaw
my heart melts
And your plight is felt
For who with words can capture
the way the woods fill me with rapture

Dust of Dissidence

If we would let the resound with our voice
Till the very trees tremble
From root to leaf with love
We'd all chose to assemble
Picking through our thoughts
Until we settle on the one that's not
Allowing for harmony
Just think how much else of our minds would be free
For us to just BE
And when we happen upon unfair circumstance
let us shake the dust of dissidence from our shoes
Cast away the negative energy so yo won't be lead astray
The energy of the universe flows freely from poet to poet
And verse will be the better of the worse
You and I know it
And freely show it
The glow
that comes from the reflection of love in one's inner self
It's not something you can go to a grocery store and pick off the shelf
It has be grown while holding hands with neighbor and child, not alone
In one's own home
Found in the garden of peace and watered with love
Allowing us new ways to cope
If we just stop searching heavens above
And looked inwards we'd discover the answer is lovw
Would there be shedding of blood?
No, fow shake the dust of dissidence from our feet
And hatred would end in defeat

From Whence I Came

I do not give one fig for my own lives remembrance
but my verse
Ah me!
if only this page would spring forth into eternity
I would gladly lay forgotten
turning back into the dust from whence I came

Shackles of Fate

put on the shackles?
accept your fate?
allow me to demonstrate
the american way of life
only leads to hardship and strife
slave to capitalistic ways
and the christians way to prey
they only lead you astray
so I break away day after day
you'll find faith is blind
leaving you in a bind
i'm a square peg trying to fit in a round hole
trying to be whole

Indian Paintbrush

The idylic bliss
that only comes
from leaves
gladly cruching underfoot
and nature
in all its finery
beads of water
drip down from moss draped rocks
and above them all
stands an indian paintbrush
for the woods are my Home
and where I find
meditative tranquilty
in the midst of my chaotic thought

Man, I am sick of all my shit sucking this past month
I'm so creatively dead, everythings become a rehashing of the old with some new thought in it. Maybe I need to do acid again. It sure stopped my poems from sucking in 2007 and inspired me to keep up this blog.

Lies me

a dream a dare to be different
entangled wrapped up like a small child bundled up against the cold
sheathing layers of personality
but behind the closed face...
lies me

I try to hard
I believe that as glass frost a windowpane
my repeated attempts to create
put a wall between me and these lines

whatever we want it to be

As fast as a goat on fire
the dust bunnies multiply
and my fingers land in small places
talent hidden in the cracks of seldom cleaned keyboards
self-doubt and neglected regret fester
and grow as a helium ballon fills quickl… bbang!
and quiet if the loudest sound I’ve ever heard
silence festers too, and breaks with as little as a whimper
and as diffucultly as dragging yourself naked through twisted, rusted metal
is breaking it can be even harder
potato listens
hands pick
moment happening
and ya missed it you just had to blink, didn’t yah?
rolling slowly and still getting mossy
stoned or not
cold or hot
can I get a side of cheese with that iprc makes me pee

hanging out at your house ahh aren’t u guys cute
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAVE THIS POEM AS A GIFT

sometimes

I sometimes think about just for the sake of typing
No plan, no universal line of thought…
Just like an old hobo jumpimg on the first feight train he sees
not x caring about direction
like a school marm not really caring if every jonhy and suses in attenedance
and damn to paperwork
but somehow, I never really mmanaged to do it just yet
Like he ancedote of the doged bullet
I’m afraid any pem half-cocked is crap
and I am not on to tolerate imperfection on paper

ps thers spelling errors and this time, I didn’t bother to fiXanything! so ha

Eddies

Eddies of swirling water splashing us
as if the rivers fingers were reaching out to wave at us
Moss draped heated rocks
Arachnids await prey
My warnings come to late
I watch silken spun gossamer being torn asunder
spider loses carefully wrapped dinner
As I turn to leave the ash colored spider already begins to weave again
It's a reminder that life while fragile always beigins anew
Nature prevails

Beauty came by and by

I would sit all day content among the poet of yore
Drunk off poetries sweet passion
The forgotten language of love no longer spoken on silver singing tongues
but beauty came by and by and said
I never die

Can you spot the non-haku

Fall gently cool rain
For I am fragile to
Wash away my tears

Rooster cooing soft
Lulling hen to gentle sleep
Greeting the gold dawn

The first to greet me
silver dawn knocking for me
Sweeping away all night

Does morning morn
for its lover the night
Does the sun long
to caress the sweet moon
in a lovers swoon

Hands signing beauty
Lips remain silent
Love does not need speech

Demockracy

The only part of democracy america follows is 'mock'
Priests abusing little kids and not being defrocked
Blood shed in the name of love for god?
Stop preaching that bullshit dawg
The day will come
all of us will have to take responsibility for what we've done
So don't look for answers in the heavens above
Look inwards and you'll find the answer is love
There should be brotherhood not war
I don't get what all the killings for
There's no such thing as infidels or hell
But there's gonna be a fall of governments
Its written in cement
How do you own people or land?
It's something I just can't understand
Imagine not trampling on your fellow to get ahead
And no need for blood to be shed
The end of material greed
Everyone turns to smoking weed

Summer dog days

Spring is born madly in each robins rouge breast
And every crow drunk on thievery's success
Corn not yet shucked lies still in husk bed
Squealing hogs await being fed
Cloven hoofs earth a-tramp
The sun a shining lamp
Summer dog days
Twitching tails keep flies at bay
As farmer put bandanna to brow
Calf stands in shade of mother cow

Lea

If you ever find love lost
so in your sleep you turn and toss
I will look for it again amongst the faries ken
Overturn ever rock, ask every flock to sing your praise till the end of days
Search every fallen star near and far
And if necessary I deem to steal into every dreamers dream until I find your peace of mind
Well I'll search ever cranny and nook
Look and Look
Until on eagles pinion you soar up into the sky
By and by
You'll find an open door
There's what your looking for
Stand in the lea/leigh (clever pun on my name)

Heavens Cradle

If I could present you with a gem, no bit of coal would suffice
In a thrice I would coax the jewled moon from heavens cradle
I would juxpose galaxy star bright to spotlight on thy countenance
so enshadowed night woul ne'er sin by darkening your door again
And if for knowledge you thirst
Count me among the first to unroll Alexandria's lost scrools
And if sleep is fleeting in a noble heart so beating I would petion Posedion until ocean waves sing in soft lulls

The harlot

I got a rhyme stuck in my head
I gotta speak it out, let it be free to be the best rhyme it can be
Cause in this country freedoms nice but it comes with a price
You gotta be a rich yuppie living on the backs of the poor
Sleeping indoors
Otherwise, you're not allowed to be a human being
Do you see the injustice that I'm seeing?
If the cops see you spit or a cigarette butt flicked
They're gonna make some charges stick
They'll load you in the back of a squad car
Land you behind bars
The judge will listen to you beg and plea
Lock you up and throw away the key
To Uncle Sam I'll raise my middle finger in salute cause I don't give a hoot
Damn the man and his evil plans
I do what I can cause I'm not a fan of tyranny and opression
Man, just listen to what the CIA's confessing
America the whore is beating a path to our front doors
It's not like she's doing what she hasn't done before
Filling your big screen tv with violence and gore
Fuck the lies printed by the media and Wikipedia
I won't stop dropping lines
Until kids stop getting blow up by mines
I won't stop until the harlot is brought to knees
to beg and plea
The more time goes by, the more it makes me wanna cry see the star and stripes run red see all the war dead
I don't know bout you but I'm fed up with the corrupt system america runs, I'm done!
So join me, we'll tear down every skycraper, every wall, evey mall,
And watch greed fall
Wealth will belong to all not none
And the world will be one!

Hakus

The dam will soon burst
Intelligence is flooding
Erasing ignorance

Oh garden growing
Seeds sown in mens heart by time
Water our wise thirst

Gold harvest bounty
The heat of the day fills us
In the field we reap

Water cascading
Tears gracing a noble face
Exquisite joy falls

Pebbles on the beach
Tossed in the clear water
Ripples create change

Silly Similes

Discord shuffles warily all around me
Like an elephant learning to tango among the pots and pans in bed bath and beyond
Weariness oozes slowly from my tear ducts
Like soot and grime crusted on the Mary Poppins chimney sweep as he sings chim chimney chim chim cheree
Annoyance flies at my ears
Like the duck that repeatedly can only think of one thing to say and that word is Aflac

Tatters

I eek out a living among the tatters of my former self,
the personality I once clothed myself in
It is shelfed carefully alongside the no longer needed alarm clock
set before dawn so I may be among the first to greet the new suns rays
And here I sit day after day
Awaiting I know not what
as I watch expectation shadow flicker off and on my darkened walls
But I know it will not be found here among the still drying toothpaste smears flecked in my clogged sink
Or dust of opportunites not taken that coat my diplomas tucked safely away from my regret-A snapshot of youthful eager days gone bye
I lay sandwhiched in transition between what once was and what will be
And all there is, is me

TV

That's all women see
Unrealistic bodies on TV
Believing you're fat
There's something wrong with that
Just another way to pay
Day after day
For products you don't need
It's called corporate greed
Newspapers focused on sadness dying and crying
Biased always lying
We just need to be free from buying vanity
It only stifles our humanity
Which way do we steer?
Sometimes it doesn't seem clear
Its called corruption without interruption
The police are allowed to kill
Those they deem 'mentally ill'
The populations being thinned
By those turning on their own kin
Driving down the freeway staring at billboards
Mixed messages only create discord
Why do we have to fight?
Can't we understand there's no one way that's right
If we open our minds
We'll find its not hard to be kind
Together we can create a world free from hate
As long as people mediate

Wisp of memory

Wisp of memory billow
As my head rises and falls on a down pillow
Remembrances mist swirl
Cloaking my dreams in streching fingers unfurled
The dreams tether
Leaves me wallowing in fields of heather

People want me to be what I'm not
But I'm is all I got
The universe and I have a transcending connection
There's always room for reflection
You gotta remember life is fleeting
Even the most nobel heart stops beating
And now winters comes, summers undone
Tans fade
We no longer remember the coolness of the shade
What was sharp become a dull blade
What was once large becomes small like the florida everglades
Memories like that
I just forget what I was gonna write so...
Just go smoke lots of weed
the end

What a does poet do?

What does a poet do but write ideas noble and true
What does a poet do but speak through beauties muse
What does a poet do but cry and not know why
What does a poet do but bare their inner soul on paper for all to read
What does a poet do with scorn but get inspired to write it away
What does a poet do filled with inner light but try and do what's write
What does a poet do but birth a new way thinking about life

Not My

Not my reality
Not my normality
I'm not into hetrosexuality
Queer since the day I was birthed
And that's the way I'll go into the earth
My parents tried to make me pray it away
But their dismay, the queers here to stay
Drag queens din't fight in vain at Stonewall
The next generations standing tall
Me I'm not forlorn
I get to touch unicorns with irradescent horns
That's my normality
That's my reality
p.s.
We're queer, we're here
DEAL.

What's really going on

This is raw, unpolished
But I gotta say this goverment enslavement should be abolished
They want us to be a ntaion addicted to alcohol
And were trees once stood they're building shopping malls
We're up against a brick wall
Me? I'm trying to find my style, my nitch
I wanna rhyme without a hitch
The light of reason needs to dawn
I need to inform people of what's really going on
I'm turning over a new leaf
No more being irresponsible and causing my mother grief
I'm hitting the books, giving education a second look
Other poets are like movie stars with fancy cars
All I got is me and my rhymes
I don't even own a dime
But it don't matter cause I got all I need
I don't need a big house with a fancy deed
Fuck material greed
As long as I can write things will be alwrite
This my only love, my obession
I'm writing my confession
As long as I have verse all obstacles can be transversed
My situation can only get better after its gotten worse

Wheels of Love

This is my freestyle
Listen to me rhyme awhile
What can I say that will convey my dismay
at being treated like an inferiority by the vast majority
What society doesn't understand they fear
That's why its hard to be queer
My mind is like a ball of twine
It just needs to unwind
Gotta speak my piece about piece
The wheels of love need to be greased
Pen and paper come together in holy matrimony
It the real deal, I ain't no phony
I feel like I'm flying on the back of the turtle like I could scribble my way to a tony
Holding the world on my back
This society gives me no slack
Obey this law and that or they throw you in jail
you lose you fail
Do not pass go do not collect 200 dollars
Bro you ain't white collar
I may be white trash
But I'm gonna be a smash
I got dreams, schemes,aspirations, I'm part of a believing nation
up to neck in perspiration
Working at a burger grill till your over the hill
The american dream
Or so it seems
I wanna get in a hot air ballon, fly it to the moon
Get away from all these federal goons
This system's strife
It cuts like a hot knife
Tearing apart flesh bones stealing your soil
Baking in the hot sun of McDonalds takes its toll
Nothing but ribs cracked by the boots of nazi cops
This american terrorism is over the top, this shit won't stop!
Not unless all creed colors identities hold hands
Start making demands
Here I go again dissing the man
This wasn't my plan
But I said what I need
I did the noble deed
Informing the people about the greed on which they feed
It's best I take a rest
cause more is less
Let someone else have their fun
This poem's done

Today

Today is not a day to shine
Today's a day to hang heads and cry
reminiscing over cheap wine
Today is a day to wonder why
we can't use peace to grease
the wheel of love
meditating on why there's hating
and why can't we get along
Today is a day to listen to the crystal blue song
Today is a day to pray
Tomorrow into a better day

Wonder's Sensation

step forward
into the realm
of endless possibilites
the mind the soul
an open door
the free thinkers courage
to walk through
the other sides appeal
calls to open ears
its called heavens gate
paradise awaits
A wonders sensation
lies in the garden of the poet's creation

Mary Jane Nation

I don't need no inebriation
I'm part of a Mary Jane nation
It's eat and smoke
Share and toke
It's that magical time of dday, 4:20
And I've got weed aplenty
So come with me
If you want your mind to be free
I'll pass the bowl
Take a puff..
and see what a stoner could
Nectar stripes drip down my pipes thick stem
A nice case so it won't break
I've found its name
Now its mine to claim
Cause I don't need no inebriation
I'm part of a Mary Jane nation

Trash on the road

Sitting next to Mike
Staring at an abandoned? magna bike
Its trash on the road
and I don't know what wind will blow
Making up this song as I go along
Fourth of July fireworks in the sky
Just trying to get high as time drags by
Beads of persperation drip down a furrowed brow
This weathers taking toll
And I can't find happiness no matter how deep I dig in this bowl
Everything's flashy and gay
But I just want this day to dissipate and blow away

Home

If I could dare to catch a thought, a whim from the santicified air
A fantasy of these hollowed woods
A breeze blowing between oak trees
the only church and savior I have come to know
Time spent in silent rapture as uncountable as the grains of hope in my heart
The hymns of the winged free strike cords of reverence in my heart
resonating beyond the knotted hill
the shameless scrag of brush
the steep rock dotted bluff
Nature cannot bluff
No greater truth can be found than in the ever renewing lush meadows beauty
When the cities tyranny of starless skies and unrelenting din clutter my head
Keeping pen from holy matrimony with page until thy marrow aches and my spirit grows weary
I am renewed as mossy rocks washed free by trickling streams
Inspiration dream visits me
and I am the young bleating kid leaping from one crag of thought to the next
As a nut dropped from on high by a clever bird cracks revealing a tasty morsel within
so the dawn of reason breaks
and I am incapable of utterance until the jeweled moon arises
As one with the wolves I howl my song of praise along with creature choir
tettering on ideas precipice
I know where I belong and where I yearn to be
and where I am is here at
HOME

Bathroom

A bladder that threatens to explode
A mad dash for a bathroom
Stop! Hold it!
Men and women only
Indecisively hop from one foot to the other
What's behind door 1?
Should I push it open and check for unfriendlies?
Hmm..What's behind door 2?
Maybe I should pee between the two restrooms
Oh crap. Too late.

Good Knight

I've been bitten by the chess bug
Even in my dreams I'm toppling kings
White or black it doesn't matter I'm on the attack
Moving towards you on 8x8 wooden squares
Opponents beware
Watch my mind and hand get in the game
My queens going insane
Games all about using pieces
and my good knight puts up a fight
The confusing L's
Designed to give hell
Dancing dreams of squares
King say prayers
Entreating the bishops god
but to late
Checkmate.

Wrath of the gods

What mortal man feet with sandals shod
Dares to trod
Upon the altar of the gods
Zeus must bear his rod
The clash of cymbals,the clang of the gong
So parts the mighty throng
Hades golden scepter strikes earth
Chaos has been birthed
The very bowels of the earth shake
Everything is uprooted in its wake
Creatures fearfully quake
The wind blows
And man is forced to bow low

Mary Jane

Mary Jane Mary Jane Mary Jane
All I ever want is you even with all the crazy things I do
Every breath I take I want to inhale your sweet perfume
You're perfection personified
Even through my pain I hear you calling my name
And I know my struggles haven't been in vain
I know I've strayed
But even all my cheating ways
Lead me straight to you
I swear it's true
You're the only girl I love
When I find myself going through hell
You lift me above
Peace descends like a dove
Mary Jane Mary Jane Mary Jane

Meteor Shower

Meteor shower
Watch them bloom and flower
in the midnight hour
Silent still stars await their final curtain
Lighting up with jealousy of this I'm certain
Steal away the moons show
With envy luminescents glow
Oh the hailing power of a meteor shower

Nature's Wrath

The balmy seas
deeping calm
the ruffling breeze
The man must stand
And wish on Neptune's jeweled crown
That he may not the tyranny face
For against natures wrath man cannot stand, on sea nor land
The mast, the compass, the rigging help not
What angry power strike
What rageful wind blows
from the eyes calm to the gale's rash unreasoning
in the wet season
What thought betrayed throughout the fray
A schooner of wood and glue
Oh the water!Over it Flew!
The die is casts!
The splintered mast!
Upon the rocks must crash !
Alas! All is lost!
And man in his arrogance
could thought to win
Now he must take to knee and to the heavens plea
All for naught
to be a god He sought
All for naught
Beyond the suns redding horizon all falls still
So Nature wills
No sign of man shall be seen again on these playful seas
Or those who dare to dream a dream

Blood Ties

Money is more important than blood ties
That's just another one of american lies
Everyone knows congressman don't care about laws that are unjust
Eyes focused on greed and lust
You're never truly alive
Long as you're a slave from 9 till 5
Fuck seeing red and bloodshed
Peace and love
Its the only way to defeat the powers above
Its understood why I'd rather live in the woods
Living free in a tent rather than pay the governments rent
Smoke the herb open your mind
And what do you find?
That you can defy societal lies
Educations the key for you and me
Speaking up will never stop the lies
Long as moneys more important than blood ties

The Poet's Sun

My work here is done
So must set the poet's sun
Tis true that glory fades
And what's mortal will soon pass
But the writer's work lives on through Gideons printed page

Poetry's Moon

Poetry's red moon has waxed
Brighten poets thought for eons
But now my moon is on the wane
How many phases it has entered
An uncountable as the grains of hope in our heart
But now a dark shadow has passed
Between the lunar planet and my pen
Eclipsing inspirations beam
Oh light, why do you refuse to shine on for me?

Poetry's Road

The dust of poetry's road
Thick upon my feet
Numerous mile posts reveal a journey of verse
Every traveler needs to rest
One last hill of weary thought
Then we come to an inn

Writers Sun

Inspiration has run dry
There's nothing left to say
That hasn't already been said
The writers sun has set
Pencils left to collect dust
Till the dawn of another day

Thousand Morrows

I am consumed with the joy of a thousand morrows
Winter's ending, summer's redeeming drawing away sorrow
A springs forth on lips
In eyes and on tongues from tip to tip
Exaltation's grin on beaming faces
From small town to big city, in the marketplaces
Banished to all dark corners, no frowns allowed
This is a happy crowd
What words describe how it satisfies
The sheer bliss of being alive
May peace be on this earth and good will to all
This is what I ask of you heed the call
The sun's warming my heart
And the weeds making my mind smart
My brain's in action
Due to pains retraction
No greater gift can I give
Than these blessed words that are the reason I live

When your living the stoner dream

It was no suprise from the half glazed look in your eyes
That you were stoned of every nugg of weed you owned
If you don't cough you don't get off it seems
When your living the stoner dream
And your pipes never clean
You have lungs of green
Constantly replacing that screen
When your living the stoner dream
Its 4:20 AKA the most depressing day of the year
or the day nobody shares. woho.

Equinox

If our mind can comprehend
something so simple
as an equinox
Then our attitude
toward our fellow man
will outshine and eclipse all others
Not a day our night will pass
without an attitude of equality
If we would learn
from one of natures simple lessons
and allow it into our hearts
Let it be the idea of a
equinox

Stonewall

Harvey Milk taught us
Don't hide stand up with pride
Life is like the ocean
It ebbs and flows
But as long as were holding hands
The tide of opposition can't knock us down
For too long we've lived in fear
Billy club beatings
And the gloom of paddy wagons and jails
First beers cans been thrown
Theres no turning back now
'Christopher Street belong to the queers!'
Summer morning 1969 we finally fought back
"If a bullet enters my brain let it shatter every closet door"
Bless you Harvey Milk

Unaware Sleep

Awake, alert in my sleeping bag
Peaceful slumber eludes me
Retreats from my pleading body
And the winds angry bluster threatens
To send the rain sideways
Into my inadequate shelter
I stare up at a starless sky
Stars being shy in nature
Avoid city street lamps
Spotlights cast into the black night
I'm reminded of youth spent
Basking in country glory
Stars clustered so numerously
Heaven itself is unable
To contain them all
Watching them shooting down from the sky
As if fallen from heavens grace
I listen for sounds of comfort from childhood
An early stirring rooster confused of the hour
But hear only a freight train
Crisscrossing well traveled tracks
Blaring horn sounding its approach
Perhaps the sound of a vigilant coyote
Howling its victory in finding a meal
A rabbit unaware of the danger until it is to late
but hear only hevay traffic
Engines reving across the concrete bridge overhead
Or the sound of my mysterious cat
Padding through pasture grass
Hunting I know not what
]But the din of my friend racheting snores
Fills my ears instead
Sleeping the uanware sleep of drunks
My comfort is finally found
In the crooning lullabies of the moon
I at last join the land of idylic cheese dreams
Through train traffic snores
Awaking only when mornings first light
Assaults my face with its greeting

Oh America! America!

The only home I have ever known
Your anguish is my anguish
To see your fall from grace!
I am weeping the tears of a mother who wishes to hold her only dear child
but cannot for they are lost
and there is no comfort to be found
Oh America, America!
Such is my shame that I can no longer proudly hoist your flag to the top
of the mast and salute
Oh America, America!]
Where freedom is for a chosen few
and I must stand desolate among the second class citizens
clothed in sackcloth and ashes mourning
Oh America, my mother!
How I long to be held to your breast
and suckle freedoms sweet milk
but you do not want me
Prodigal America!
I bessech thee
Let me know you as a loving parent
Let me be able to shout thy once glorious name to the very heavens
When will I-WE be able to ufurl your banner again
and sing in the words of our fore beares
"My country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty"
Why have you turned your back on your own people?
What have we done to provoke youtr disfavor?
Please turn your face towards us
That we might know the comfort our our motherland
Let us be FREE from your crushing embrace!
Oh America, America!

Life

The sea flows
The wind blows
The grass sways
The monk prays
The musician sound his horn
The squirrel gathers acorns
The rooster guards his flock
The artist dons his smock
The ant gathers
My mom watches Dan Rathers
The wise solemly meditates
The writer painstakingly creates
The acrobat practices tumbles
Mouse and Pippa do the jumble
Is it fate?
Or maybe life is just great

One in Three

One in three queer youth attempt suicide I've been told
Living in a world
Different is wrong
The bitter taste of bigotry in their mouth
Day in, and day out
Societys accusing finger points
You're corrupting 'Americas Family Values'
But I say blame is a shame game
and shame is a lit cigarette dropped in your lap
And not much use to us
Judgements no good either
How about listening?
One in three queer youth attempt suicide, you know

Fade away

Everything fades away
But love is here to stay
Listen to the the hippies wise words
For the pen is mighter than the sword
Peace the world unites
But hatred always leads to a fight
Learn to take care of each other
Stand brother to brother
You'll always have have a shoulder on which to lean
If we just keep smoking this green

Ink

Ink stains
On my hands
all the permanence
Of a freckle
Tell-tale marks reveal
What I do
For a living

Chess

If I were a chess piece
I would not be a pawn
A queen holds all the powerful moves
For then I would have a drag queens abilities
And put all the powerful moves on women
If I were a mobile piece on a chessboard

Clay

If I were clay
I'd be easily manipulated
but them hardened
against lifes adversity
in experiences kiln
Yet without a potter
How would my personality be sculpted?
I fI were a formless lump of clay