Older and wiser?
We grow old, we get wise, But still we join those who dies, We give direction to the young, don't sing a song so well sung, But if they agreed and followed suit, in the end we'd all be mute, For nothing would change, nothing be new, not for me
War!
Thunder roars and red sky flies and blinding lights and something dies when all that was has ceased to be the end of life how it used to be when loss and grieving become the norm looking for heaven and finding hell, is this real who can tell, a night
No guarantee!
Tomorrow will always come after today ends Tomorrow WILL be with or without you or me Today is where we are at right now No guarantee of tomorrow, no how So its strange to me and strange to see Such importance placed on what may never be.
Tomorrow?
Tomorrow becomes today and yesterday fades away, so the present is how we exist, there's no other way, there's nothing to resist, we can't bring back the past, and the future is not meant to last, for it suddenly becomes the.............. past. S
Really, it's only paper anyway!
I HATE when people tell me money does not grow on trees, its so annoying, I KNOW MONEY DOES NOT GROW ON TREES, I looked! But where does it grow?, not anywhere you or I know, tis in the coffers of the rich and powerful, in foolish hands, in fore
Are we i wonder?
Honesty and integrity are the ideal of what we should be, truthfulness and clarity are what we should see, are we a minus or a plus, we won't make a fuss, I think that minus may win the game, I don't know, are we all the same?
Memories
Memories are all we leave, of who we are, what we did believe. Memories our loved ones hold, maybe, fanciful thoughts that were never told. Wandering, thinking, seeing the light, knowing what is wrong, and what is right. Finding yourself be
Youthful
When I talked to the young, they had no reply, except to say, We are young, it's you that will die, I tried to explain life does not work that way, its all fun and games, until the day, the day that you pay, And no one does know, from day to day,
Where were you?
Where were you when Kennedy died? Where were you when Simpson lied? Where were you when you realised? Where were you?
Not alone!
And you found yourself within the crowd, woke up to see, you were me, not left alone or left to be, a part of all, that's you and me!
In constant motion
It seems to me we are not allowed to be constantly happy, Just when times look good, everything worked out as it should, suddenly the world, is clear as mud, No reason for it that I can see, just how it seems it is meant to be, Laugh today,
When! When! When!
When the flowers fail to bloom, when tomorrow comes to soon, When all that I could be was all that I could see, When yesterday is a memory, of what could or could not be, When today became the reality I thought I'd never see. When thoughts
Unafraid!
Be not afraid, for tomorrow will be, this is not the end, not for you, not for me, And if they close your eyes for you tonight, you have nothing to fear, you will still be here, in a new form, a shining light, an energy so bright, nothing can take a
Again!
And still we repeat, still we retreat, until we're backed into a corner, only then will the battle for survival become the host of a new revival, new wisdom to see, what things there could be, but twill only get lost in history. Again!
What's new!
Oh what is life?, poetry in motion? love? strife?, the beginning of a new life? when a baby cries, someone dies, the beginning and the end, the foe and the friend, and tomorrow will be................the same.........begin again ....same game!
NEW?
So, imagination IS creation, I imagined you, you imagined me and that is what we see, Simple at first, but complex over eternity!, constant imagination creates complication, And now, we find ourselves HERE, in constant fear, of life and new creat
The truth will prevail!
The lies of today will fall on the shoulders of the young tomorrow, look back in sorrow, record for posterity, the truth, the reality of how this came to be and what we saw, and what we see, should never again come to be!
No way back?
Flowers and trees, birds and bees these I know, but..... snow, on a summers day, this I don't know, what I see, is an anomaly, mother nature running free?, natural change? we can't rearrange or self design, have we crossed the line?
Tomorrow!
I think I have lost tomorrow, it was here yesterday, I have searched in everyway, it wont reappear come what may, So, I must adhere to what is here, so tomorrow is now, and this is what I see, what
Onward we go.
The art of communication has changed, rearranged, instead of "I said", its now, "I was like" instead of " I said back" it's "I turned around and said", so they are constantly turning around (for no reason) being like something (for no reason) and T
Older questions!
At twenty one and twenty five, you wonder who will be alive, at forty one and forty five, you just don't know who will thrive, at fifty one and sixty one, you wonder why you're not gone!
Gardeners Dilemma!
Marigolds in June can thrive, its Cosmos that do survive, in April and May, who knows what to say, but certain roses bloom all year round, Chantilly Lace shows its grace, but Cinnamon Snow is the way to go. I think, well, it's swim or sink!
Short and sweet!
I'd like to present this award from the Academy Of Hell, To Mr Putin, for his contribution, he has done so well, the world can tell, he has superseded all expectation, in his efforts to wipe out a peaceful nation, he can now join OUR ranks, no ne
The end game
We live in captivity because we believe this is reality, nothing new, we can't see, the real you or the real me, it will always be the same, until we end this game, but then it starts anew, never a whole new me and never a whole new you.
Well, this is the plan!
I hear of this plan of "the creator" can it be?, seems very strange to me, a creator who can create such misery?, and all for what? and why should this be?, is there something I've missed? that I cannot see? What does the "creator" want to create
Those
When you view this world through a speckled lens, there's those that resist, there's those that have missed, those with a bucket list, those that live in fear, those who refuse to hear, there's those that know, those that grow, and those that will ne
Suicidal Games
I wrote this 4-20-2011. This was written within the same time frame of when I wrote What I've Done and Rock n Roll Star, within hours I mean. This is one I played around with "shock rock" but it seemed more laid back and mellow; for it sounded better!
Just enjoy the ride!
I have seen tomorrow, I know, how it will go, firstly it ends, all will cease to exist, in the blink of an eye, this world will die, then a new creation, a whole new population, starts anew, from Jurassic world to space exploration, we failed in our
Wait to see!
I don't have a vision for the future, I don't know where we will end, I'm aware of where we are now, are you a foe or are you a friend? Complications of life are immense, what is lie, what is true, what makes sense? "Fake news" is all that I
The Point
What's the point? Is there a point? Can anyone show me the point? There is no point, we exist through a revolving door, no less and no more!
No Regrets!
If tomorrow is only a whisper, how we live, no guarantee that I'll be here for you, or you'll be here for me, So I miss you everyday, even though you're here with me, won't miss this chance to say, "I love you, come what may".
Game On
Well, I've read the papers and I've watched the news, decided this is all a ruse, we're in constant motion, nothing we can change, or rearrange, what's going to be is what's going to be, But we still think that we can change the you and the me, and
I know,,,,,part 2
I know that you know what I do and where I go, I know that you know my schemes and my dreams, I know that you know who I am inside, I know that you know when I laughed and when I cried, I know that you know just what tomorrow will be,
I know?
I know there's something more, I know that we go on, perchance in a different form, I know there's those that trust, in a God, and they feel they must, I know that their belief, helps them in their life, brings them relief, I know that some
One and only one
A strange light enveloped me, mystically, whimsically, suddenly, and all that was and all that could be, was there for me, for me to see, But it was not just for me, and not just personally, it was the whole world laid bare, and it was in my ca
Innocently alive!
I wrote those words to reflect how I feel
Understanding it all
I think that life does change you, Turn you into something new, It can be good, it can be bad, It can be happy, it can be sad, But in retrospect as we look back, It was always going to be, Growing into the you, growing into the me.
Let's start over
WAR!!!!! is not the way, yet it's in our history, from tribes of old, to modern day, it seems to be that we cannot see, a new design, its always the same time after time, civilizations have ended before, probably thousands, we are destined to be jus
Who likes swans?
There is not a song or a voice that's right, that can help you along or show you the light, unless you want to believe that it's true, that there's a God who loves you, So, it really does not matter, religion or race, the troubles and strife that yo
We actually mean nothing!
Working out a solution, I've come to the conclusion tomorrow will be, There's no need for discussion, I'll just kill you or you just kill me, Either way tomorrow will be, just open your eyes so you can see, When we are gone, won't be that long, th
The young!
The young, what can you say? naive and innocent, and damm frustrating, no sense of life, always rushing in, and they know it all, until they fall, and then they ask for assistance, they show (this time) no resistance, so we help them up, (again) and
But it was fun while it lasted!
And tomorrow will be, oh yes, with or without you or me, its strange to see, such continuity, but that is the way, come what may, when playtime ends, it's goodbye my friends.