| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/1/2009 5:07:05 PM | be careful not to burn a fuse
or your life force you will lose
for how long will you wait since your last sin
to find the faith to start again
twenty three years without no dope
but i aint been sober that long
fearless and fuseless, hard wired for one last run
tomorrow is nuthin but one more passing bonus | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 3:49:30 AM | tomorrow is nuthin
but one more passing
bonus if your pass is lasting
course there's no guarantee
just pure will-power you carry
cuz addictions can be quite scary
losing control with nothing saying no
each day's a celebration when you finally let go | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 4:00:05 AM | Each day's a celebration when you finally let go
Of that which haunts - unseen and hidden
Friend or foe? Sometimes difficult to know
And whom had ordered their behaviour - bidden?
The mysteries of life are still ever internal
And the  's work always infernal
Faith will always allow to pave the way
For the courage to face and embrace each new day | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 4:38:28 AM | the courage to face and
embrace each new day
is an incredible blessing
taking you all the way
from your start to finish
and onto the next round
when you find your truth
then love of all can be found
course we each have our times
stress or strain brings you down
then is when you might wear a frown
just trying to figure out what's going on
and sometimes letting go can be real slow
but with each second there's also the chance
to remember the beauty of life's precious dance | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 5:50:21 AM | to remember the beauty of
life's precious dance
in the midst of ugliness
and poverty and greed
is a miracle indeed
streets are gritty
walking with the oppressed
offering my hand
so they understand
the dance of life
is for us all
not just the beautiful few
but for me and you
lost in our embrace forever | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 7:27:52 AM | Lost in our embrace forever
The souls who sought us out
The good, the bad and the ugly
Some seeking a kiss - others giving a clout!
Life's mysterious agenda versus divine power
People who follow who's taste turned sour
Divided they stand and divided they fall
Who'll win the ultimate battle on death's call?
Don't fear the reaper is the song playing
For those who oppose you will continue their slaying | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 10:09:40 AM | For those who oppose you will continue their slaying
my way or the highway is what you are saying
well forgive me or shiv me but I can't go there
I'll take my own road that leads nowhere
better aimless than aiming for blood
so you keep your sands and I'll play in mud
a change in your credo to one of let's share
and you can come with me on the road to nowhere | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 1:30:49 PM | and you can come with me on the road to nowhere
lead if you'd like although i'll go as i choose
following, trusting very few as roads diverge
weighing each route carefully
safe, calm easy road was never my style
with you trust isn't a hardship
feeling your hand slide over mine
protective...wrapping me in yours | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 4:26:47 PM | protective wrapping
me in yours
close the windows
bolt the doors
time has come
we find a way
guitars singing
we gently sway
peace and love
holding hands
touching lips
woman to man
fellow to gal
an angels touch
heart beating fast
its all too much
melding together
on the couch
heads resting firm
bodies slouch
nerve ending tingle
a hugging sigh
eylids mingle
so do thighs | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 7:30:09 PM | eyelids mingle
so do thighs
used to be single
but what a surprise
seems we're meant to be
strangely in our compatibility
found someone as crazy as me
who at the drop of our hats
doesn't mind siamese cats
and can love intuitively | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 8:42:37 PM | and can love intuitively
as one could
"All acts of love and beauty are my pleasure..."
I reach up, and aspire...
I perspire
With the effort, it takes to step out
"And there came the day,
when the effort it took to remain closer to the bud
became greater,
than the effort it would take to blossom"
I know that you understand
I know that you love intuitively
I know that you have reached out
For a life worth living... | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/2/2009 9:24:26 PM | For a life worth living
is hard to come upon
A life worth giving
is rare to lay eyes on
People are stupid, people are lazy
People are impatient, moronic, and greedy
I'd like to fix that, and make this place succeed
Nah, I'm too busy watching reality tv | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/3/2009 4:19:18 AM | Nah, I'm too busy watching reality tv
Big Brother's watching u! That's our society
Cameras here and cameras there
Watching daily lives while we're unaware
That it's all for some greater purpose and plan
The Truman Show, The Matrix; sealed in a can?
For our own safety - a culture of fear
Or propaganda and control? Believe what you hear?
Reality t.v. for cameras they 'know' are there
How real is that? And do we really care? | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/3/2009 9:41:07 AM | how real is that? And do we really care?
about other peoples emotions
can you frightened by a dare
can you kneel in devotion
can you sympathize with disaster
if you aren't the victim
can you be slave ,servant,master
the lights are dim
as the electric cosmos lights the way | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/3/2009 12:58:28 PM | as the electric cosmos lights the way
photon streams light years away
around black holes and back again
deja vu must happen then | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/3/2009 1:42:12 PM | deja vu must happen then
but when is 'then' gonna be?
that would be deja vu in reverse
being a profit's even worse of a curse
in a world of plausable deniability
(speaking of deja vu, good to see ya fission) | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/3/2009 10:41:04 PM | in a world of plausable deniability
we remain underground in the city
trust is no longer lives here
media has us living in fear
television is our new bible
and yet we wonder why we act so tribal
their truth is a lie
and our enemy our ally | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 3:27:52 AM | Their truth is a lie and our enemy our ally
All in reverse? A friend or a curse?
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer
The best advice on a roll of an invisible dice
For when they persist in their dealings and task
Who knows what truly lurks behind the mask? | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 5:05:32 AM | Who knows what truly lurks behind the mask?
Conformity is no longer a choice
while you were out working
they have stolen your voice.
Do as they say and not as they do
that's a privileged life for the few
to follow such logic turns my soul blue
I'll be me and you be you .... | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 5:19:28 AM | I'll be me and you be you ....
then we're gonna do a switcharoo
and try life in each other's shoe
see life through each other's eyes
this would be a soul opening exercise
gracing us with true empathy
for each of us holds a skeleton key
going all the way back through our ancestry.... | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 6:51:03 AM | Going all the way back through our ancestry....
Tracing - ever-embracing
All the elements which make up our genetics
A chemical****ail quite frenetic
They say "the apple never falls far from the tree"
I beg to differ for I am not them - I am simply me | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 9:21:03 AM | I beg to differ for I am not them-I am simply me
But I recognize that the fruit does fall from the tree
For in each interaction with another we decide what course of action we will do
Trees produce good and rotten fruit depending upon the conditions with which they are forced to endure
Same as the conditions we are all subject to
Love and hate
Kindness and scorn
Gentle or harsh
We decide what we will embrace or discard
Same as "one bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch" | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 2:47:03 PM | Same as "one bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch"
unless left in the air tight bag too long
every so often the hand has to offer fresh air
by opening the bag
pluck the diseased fruit and cut out the bad parts
consume the good and throw out the rest
before it's allowed to corrupt
the very best | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 3:07:47 PM | the very best
don't need a test
did it for fun
got to run
one is holding a gun
the other a target
need some amunition
charge it
in the end of the day
the rest will stray
stranger's arms
good or harm
depends on the roll of the dice
change is a strange kind of spice
arranged spontanaety
drains off much of the gaity
maybe we should just let it be
a slow ride into infinity | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/4/2009 4:13:53 PM | a slow ride into infinity
sharing a joke or two
endears my heart to you
some days we run
some days we skip
some days we never move a step
infinity is a long time | |
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