A rotten destiny
Filled with blasphemy
Blaming infamy
Of tyranny
On the everyday man
And woman
Even
And odd
But when people die
Not even the truth can imply
That responsibility is ours
Behind these bars
I scream
A Rotten Destiny
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Ticking Clocks in the Restaurant
Ticking clocks in the restaurant
Subtle feelings exposed
In the wee hours
Of the night and morning
The ticking clock
Stays on time
As the time flies by
Goodbye tonight
Goodbye sweet place
Sweet trace of all that is good
Is in that old restaurant
Christmas Morning
A special day
With special meaning
From the New York State
To the lands of Indiana
Hold on while the meanings grow
Strange traditions create
Bittersweet and new
The morning is light
The days filled with love
Mourning Morning
We will mourn the past
When we see our future
I have no idea what lies
Beyond the bend
But from the lines I read
All over the net
There is a distinctive message being sent
Beware of the future
It seems
Beware
Hourglass Test
Would you care to explain
Why the wind blows
Why the clouds rain
In times of trouble
In times of success
Sometimes the simplest of words
Helps to explain it the best
The world will dredge on
Day after day
Enjoy the moments
Take one to play
I can’t explain
What I don’t understand
Why even bother
When life falls through
Like the hourglass full of sand
Unconstitutional Emoluments
Take the pay
Leave the people
Who is taking the stubs
When the president wins
Paid in advance
With taxes due
Who would have knew
What one man can do
With unfettered desires
To light a blazing fire
While a waining night fades
The ultimate game has been
Played
The Old Night
The old night lets go
Moving forwards
Growing old
While the fall winds
Begin to blow
In a storm from the west
Summer being laid to rest
I take a moment and remember
As the eyes of December
Begin to focus on us
The old night lets go
I to can’t hold on to the past
I must move forward
Into the unknown
To grow
To go
Turn to Each Other
Clear skies
Open nights
Feeling autumn
Calling out
While summers still alive
Hold on hope
While the world turns
Against each other
We turn to each other
Sleep Mantra
Goodnight lights
Off to bed
Stories of the day
Drift off in my head
Waltz away from worry
And into the night
Five deep breathes
Everything will be alright
Why Do This
What sense is it all to keep going
When the darkest seems to lie ahead
No way to get ahead
When my best just comes up short
When words fall in the wrong order
Or when I have no order at all
Why keep pushing on
Why keep writing
It helps deal with the overbearing burden
Of my own expectation
My own internal complications
Not for you
Not for pleasure
At most times just for my own good measure
So when I lay down
I can out gain my own expectations
That is the one hope I have
And giving up has no place in my heart
Life is short
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