Mike, you poor fool
I have trained you well
I broke ur spirit and caged ur soul
Watching the fear in ur eyes
Hiding
I luagh
You idiot
I have trained u well
You're still hiding
Slunking in the shadows
Afraid I'm coming for u again..no

before the sun had set upon the earth
before the fire reached the hearth
we sat alone out there
watching the world pass
catching the dreams that flew into our hands
lost dreams, no meaning
they asked for hope
i said no, you said no
when the world came to a crashing hault
stop, they said
i said no, you said no
and sometimes when the mountains rose above the sea
towering over you, seperating me
i said no, you said no
then the people told us we were lost
we just simply smiled saying no
and still we tread that path
not knowing which way or the aftermath
wondering if life will lead somewhere
but if you look carefully,
you'll see we're still walking there

fACE

yOU PUT ON YOUR FACE
bARE AND COLD
wHO ARE U AGAIN?
dESPERATE MISUNDERSTANDING OF THE WORLD
iT'S SO SAD TO SEE YOU TRY SO HARD
yET i LAUGH
yOU THOUGHT U MADE A FOOL OUT OF ME
bUT THE REAL FOOL IS SOMEONE ELSE
sOMEONE LAUGHING AT US
aLREADY GONE TO THE WORLD
sWEPT BY THE POMPOUS THOUGHTS THAT SWELL YOUR HEAD
bE HAPPY, BE CONTENT
yOU ARE WHO U MADE YOURSELF TO BE
dO U REGRET IT?
tOO BAD

remember the birds by: rose

remember the birds she said.
the ones that became dead.
the ones we fed.
before all this dead gone silliness about
non existing enterprises of capitalist ventures
and post modern surrealism.
and before this chris junk that I so possess
she says.
she says,
yeah, before your little hippy crossed dan
and i laugh.
I remember the birds I say and i laugh even some more,
the gut wrenching scene.
of two girls with bread.
all out alone.

Ode to Stupidity