Deposit Note

Posted on June 5, 2013 by acupofsongwriting

Banks and deposit notes
Pulled up to the curb
Tire scratching the cement shoulder
Reaching and barely hitting the keys
This is just the way it has to be
On a Wednesday
Have to make sure the bills are on time
Lord knows if I am short one dime
It might be the end
Or possibly
The beginning of something new
For now
Just make my deposit
Pray nothing reads Past Due

Honorable Craft

Posted on April 5, 2013 by acupofsongwriting

I love what I do. But even love does not make the everyday grind easier. I still have to push myself to go further, work harder, and recreate myself constantly. These may seem like easy challenges but 3-4 hours of practice a day in addition to physical fitness and running a company -d the challenges are always daunting. However, all of this has really taught me to appreciate the time and effort that people take, whatever they may do or create, in creating food, cars, chocolate, coffee, anything. On the contrary it really gets me when people do not have any respect for craft and simply take your money. It is sad, especially when you are scrapping by in the beginning of your life trying to make ends meat. So I wrote a poem about how the creation of value is something that can not be taken for granted. Take pride in what you do and I will do the same – that way we can make this whole world better. Cheers and enjoy!

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What is value

What is value worth to you

Is it cheap or expensive

Speaking of this

My thoughts seem quite extensive

I work everyday for little to no pay

I am happy with my decisions

I work independently no supervision

Grinding out every single dollar

Learning to hustle

With guitar in hand a singing bustle

I expect when I do receive a dollar

That it be spent on something of value

Wasting money on temporary happiness

Ain’t quite my thing

For I work and work and work

Hoping to just break through

No complaints to me

I am just trying to explain it to you

That if you cheat me of my money

When I finally get paid

It cuts to the heart

The words have been said

Some people do not value quality

Crafting, carving, and caressing to being

These arts are not of pertinent dreams

Some value a tax return

Others a good meal

Whatever you enjoy

Just make sure you get a good deal

Cause working hard for your nickels and dimes

Make’s one realize you trade dollar for time

All done in real time

Working hard day and night

Don’t let people get away stealing

Taking what you work hard for everyday

Food companies making higher margins

Clothes companies exporting jobs

This is robbery to you and me

We work hard for our money

So we can not just let it be

Take pride in what you support

Love what you support

Vote with what you support

Because in the end

Life is way to short

Net Worth

Posted on January 21, 2013 by acupofsongwriting

What is your net worth

Go you! Proclaim it throughout the earth

Ring it on high

Ring it on low

Bring a receipt

Wherever you go

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Remind your friends with cash in hand

Even pay for them to see your favorite band

“I wonder how much they are worth”

Surely not as much as me

I am sure my banker would agree

Ring the registers from on high

It’s like pie falling from the sky

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I will stand with my hands ready

To grab what is mine

Might just take one of yours

But hey who is keeping score

Now get my car and call me lady

You know this part of town can get quite shady

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Maybe I should not be quite so loud

I mean I do not want to attract a crowd

Who knows what that will mean

It was my pie I found,

I thought I caught it

But please don’t bring those fellows

Who want to conduct the audit

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If leverage is leverage

And bottom line true

The bell rings cold

When the receipt reads past due

Extend me some credit

Just a little more

I just want to settle the score

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But the banker looked confused

This analogy he used

“The way I see it

To make this all easy for me and you

Upon every mans head it should be written

Two decades and a half after their birth

So he may proclaim it throughout the earth

But for now I must ask you again

What is your net worth?”