WHAT’S GOING ON

Why blame me for all the pain

Credit me for all the gains you’ve had

For years and years

Credit me for fame

Who wants the blame for what you said I did

That I didn’t do

I know your name

It’s ok for you to jump in my game

  

Stop acting like we’re Cain and Abel

Or like we’re both rebels on opposite sides

In line for the same resources

I’m your friend not your enemy

Don’t confuse me,

I won’t excuse you

Don’t play this game today

My name is your name

Let’s put us in a frame

It sounds a little lame

But it’s true not contrite

We’re staying tight

Don’t give up the fight

I’m trying to keep you alive

Finally saw the light

Left behind the blight

Left me in such a fright

Really not trite

I assure you

The value of my life depends on fame, on my name, my game and gain

Spread the word

Don’t blame me for the pain

For not seeing the way you claim

To see I can’t pretend to be or see what I don’t see

I’d like to play that game sometimes, would make life a little easier and I admit I took that turn several times – went down that path knowing the truth had left me there, alone and bereft

So I try again and again

Help, help me please

For The Thrill Of It All

Hugs and kisses, velvet wishes

Come to an end and what’s left

Change husbands, like changing an old pair of shoes for new

Like buying a new pair of shoes

Sudden change to my heart’s colder weather

Gets cold outside, feel blue, another breakthrough

Work to get through the next day

Everyone says they’re coming through

Can’t believe what anyone says

It’s a new day and I’m

one flew over the cuckoo’s nest

Hard pressed to think I messed up again

Trying my best to stay compressed, so distressed

My heart thumps in my chest

Please God let me be Mae West

Life’s work a contest, possessed by desire to conquest

Impressed by old things finessed, dressed to kill

Live in an all frills world

Cotton candy clouds

Are worth more than riches         

And more delicious too

Death gnaws at my life

Fret at changes in this body I no longer know like I used to

No longer own

This body betrays me and does whatever it wants to do

It’s not me just a shell, like a tortoise I will shed

My body like a garden hose, thrown around and carelessly mistreated till it grows holes

Neglected, abused, torn inside out, rife with strife

Can’t get away from myself

This body ages without grace

Thoughts seclude me

Nostalgia eludes me

Randomly search inside to know this body that is mine

Life’s burrs consume me

Soul is youthful, yearns to learn, to see the unseen

Physical pains don’t belong to me, only this body I am forced to carry

It can’t all be bad - We all get old

Some of life glows with rhythm like sudden golden shimmers of a glad song

Words are the answer to my body.

Return to my roots, go slow with the flow, my words – this body begins to control what I do

I swear this body is not me and struggle to see what I
truly am made of – sugar and spice, so nice

Destiny tugs at my heart’s strings
I sing my way through the valley of my soul

The Planet Completes One More Spin Around The Earth

A pleasant fresh chill fills the air

Evening sings, temperature drops

Season's preview, pull out winter socks

Dark at four thirty, tranquilized

Sun arrives at six forty five

Clocks schedule set back an hour

Quarter moon mesmerizes me

Fragrant mists flower

Bloom in autumn's last hurrah,

Sun salutations drive us, survive one

More rotation around our earth
One more round of death and birth

Show and Know - Kiss me now

Give me a little kiss will ya huh

I promise not to tell

No one will know

I won’t tell and show

Give me a little kiss will you huh

Don’t worry I won’t yell if you do what I tell you

Put your lips close to mine, Baby

I won’t let on, come a little bit closer

Put your lips right on mine Babe

Give me a little kiss, will you huh

Is a kiss love or desire

Put your hips close to mine

Feel the electricity flow

Through my fingertips when I touch you

Is it worth it? You decide

My love for you is deeper than the deepest sea

Softer than the softest breeze

Higher than the tallest tree

Don’t ask me why this prize was yours

Not mine to decide

Not what’s said but dread of unsaid

Written words make me become undone

Much more than spoken do

You don’t need this shit called love any more than I do

Move to the beat, broken souls reject

Healing, sift through broken bones

As though the answer lies in our wishes

We become lies we live

Buried in solitude, create a fortress

Make us prisoners

Of our own demise

Hearts like silver need polish

Troubled and cautious, need to demolish

Striving to forget unpunished deeds

Our souls create a fort for faith

Hide away, survive wounds, lost battles, day after day

Feel like I’m a rash or allergy, out of control

Think before you speak or

Forever hold your peace

Like shame from tarnished childhood

Secluded from the sun

There’s nothing won in fighting

Tell me give up

I’ll stop hoping

My love for you, stronger than a hurricane

More powerful than an angry storm at sea

Baby don’t make me explain

Feelings I have for you

My heart stuck on you like glue

Love like morning dew

FACTORY FARMING BLUES

Hear my song of woe

Look well; see the flow

Life’s lusting for survival

Rivals reaching for revival

In competition for resources

Desire to find recourses

Consumerism’s lust thrust upon us every step

Creates a schism in our humanity

Strive for sanity

Search for an end to succumbing

To become better before death comes …

Fame, riches, voices no one hears, too busy with wanting to get what they have  

Yet somehow never did

Passion and poetry flow in my veins, Poetry makes us see more than we want

Examine, consider anew

Like a sudden cloudburst, rain can’t be avoided

Get wet even if you didn’t want to

Hear my pleas, please, hear the crying of all factory-farmed animals scream, cry for help

Production methods for meat is a disgrace to humanity

Make conscious beings suffer in rounds from birth to death, lives unlived, shortened drastically, live in constant pain tragically

Brutality can’t possibly have redeeming qualities

Follow like the livestock we are, allow immorality to flourish

Need to be free from barbarity lest we become the suffering we imbibe

Our earth requires compassion

Consciousness and cruelty don’t get along

Pain sears through my brain

Soul Secrets rip through me

Stand outside my head observe

Bleak reality

Surrounded by pollution

Needing a solution

No absolution through brutal lives led to slaughter – is this nutrition

Who stands to explore alternatives to barbarous merciless sadistic tradition?

Create compassion, humanity –

Be the change we want to see …

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN

If one was well enough to do everything one needed to do, to get relief one sought,

then one wouldn’t need the help he needs in the first place, would he?

Life is Catch 22 of the universe

He said, “I don’t understand why you insist on helping him,”

“I want to,” I said, “It’s a feeling I have and want to.

What difference does it make to you?”

While we waste time on bullshit,

Epiphany strikes suddenly, a new sight, an oversight

The answer to the question to make evil disappear

warnings served years ago come into play with global warming

Ignoring criticism about forefathers back in the day of humanity

Helps me glimpse the truth that we’ll never get away

Now technology makes it impossible to hide away

Know our religion, know when we pray

Tracked by GPS, our cell phones, credit cards tracked, petition signing

Usage tallied and compiled daily

Threats to control humanity

Spread the word today

Trickle down abuse flourishes

Foster peace in a world of abuse

Propagate hope, knowledge widens the scope,

Many see trickle down abuse encompassing earth

Come see, you know whom I mean!

They ~ the big they, you know who they are,

They will not give us back this glorious great land.

They fight for coin and silver.

Slowly we go to slaughter, 

Like pigs, goats and cows,

We kill ourselves in their sham.

Forced to pay more than our share of taxes

It’s only paper you know, 

No more gold in Fort Knox.

All the gold owned privately

Who's in charge of our government?

Symbols lurk every place you see

Small, insidious, devious concerns surround us, 

Controlled by society, daily news, 

TV, our jobs families, forget our conscience

Our desires prevent our seeing

Facebook and twitter rule you can’t see

Enough to spin your head, dizzy,

Can’t comprehend why Facebook

Warns you not to add more friends,

You can only add so many each night

Isn’t adding friends a boon to Facebook?

Every day it becomes more difficult

to understand the world I’m living in

They are not going to give our land back

If we don’t fight for our rights,

if we don’t take earth back from the usurpers

who have stolen our planet,

We can’t inherit the earth by common assent,

agree our land is not sold for gold,

this land is god’s gift,

is not ours to give or buy,

but to love and care for 

like we do our children …

This land is your land,

This land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and Me.