Reflection
Dejection
Introspection
Inflection
Now is not the time
To be quiet
Now is Not the Time
Reply
Bored with Peace
That’s is what the commentator said
Those three words I dread
Unbelievable
Untrue
I have feared this from every limb
These words settled so grim
How do we arrive at such uneasy emotions
A stirring in the depths of the sea
This is our new reality
The world is changing in front of our eyes
While we are staring eyelids wide
I hope this is not true
But I have a feeling the words are on to a clue
Buckle us up
I hope to be here
When the next 4 years are through
Upcoming Dreams
We head again due west
On a uncertain journey
Chasing the calendar
Of hope and upcoming dreams
Let’s head out now babe
Before it is too late
LA is sunny and people are happy
We have seen enough here
A Follow Up: Below Average Day
I am writing this well in advance
Hoping to cope with the reality
Of what is new
What is old
What is the new me
And how it all works
Works
Works
Barely
Working
A Below Average Day
Here we are in Washington D.C.
Watching the change of the guards
On guard
It is going to be a day
Not to be remembered
But just another day
Unfortunately not a great day
Just a below average day
It Might Rain
Bring the lawsuits
Pack the bags
Going to be a drag
Drama right on CSPAN
My thoughts don’t meander
They got up and ran
Maybe a calendar would be more encouraging
Let’s unfasten the winter
Unfasten the summer
Pack it up quick and move on
It’s going to start raining
Modern Culture
A poem of modern culture
Coffee clashing
Politically smashing
The words echoed from my mouth
How could we have known
Lies started it all of out
So the story begins
Of uncertainty
Burning me
Whole world in front of us
Rough
Words can fall hollow
But new words will fill my mouth
Modern culture devout
The Tranquil Giraffe Unkown
Vote for me
Vote for me
Vote for me and you will see
I am the savior of the problems
No problems will persists
The world is in peril
And I the only fix
Vote for me
Over here in the corner
I have my chest out to be the proudest
And what better but my voice be the loudest
Forget the sick and poor
This country has so much more
You can see in my gold gilded hallways
Make it rain when its already pouring
No tax return no ability to audit
Thank goodness no one caught it
Vote for me
Even though its over
I already won
The problems we face
Have begun
To be undone
There is no check and balance
Goodness no
Just silence
Silence
Where we go now
Deep into depths of regret and unknown
Transatlantic Split
The Transatlantic Split
Oceans divide
If we didn’t vote for this
Are we still on the wrong side
No tax returns
But we have a winner
“I won and that’s it”
Those statements don’t make my wonder
Any thinner
The President to all people
Not just your supporters and colleagues
C’mon Don this is not the minor leagues
Referendums and revolts
It seems we are coming loose at the bolts
A Transatlantic Split could arise
Good God
Good bye
Rebound Down
Rebound down
Not up and away
Stray a little from the fray
Relax stay composed
Where this will take us who knows
So jump in and stay a while
Bring it back with an easy smile
I rebound down and take a rest
Soon we will be put to the test
A Cup of Songwriting 