Renewal makes a difference
When you are all in
Cast out the doubts
But undoubtedly
Not perfection
Because mistakes
Are the way forward
Don’t overestimate
The destination
When the first step
Is forward
Renewal makes a difference
When you are all in
Cast out the doubts
But undoubtedly
Not perfection
Because mistakes
Are the way forward
Don’t overestimate
The destination
When the first step
Is forward
Need anything
New or old
Bring in the bold
New ideas
People
Now is the time
For change
I want to know
But I don’t want to understand
How the smoke
Falls from the land
Where I grew up
On the southern shore
Michigan heart
Felt never more
So the gamblers gamble
And the steel men work
The street are empty
The money gone
From a crook
Where I grew up
I want to know
But I will never understand
Rev the day
everything you have
A little you don’t
Go all the way
Even if you think
You won’t
Don’t back down
On easy premise
Test the limits
Impress
Slow down town
Summer heat
Bearing down
All around on a Saturday
Today we need a bit of a relinquish
Relish in a heat
Beyond the hot ground
Around this town
Be right
Be arrogant
Belligerent
Cognoscente
Of the words
Used
Be opaque
With answers
Of abuse
Make the proper
Joke
At the proper time
What has happened
Stays behind the line
Be right
Demagogue of sport
Be right
Today
Tonight
Those high bar days
When the grey won’t quite
Fade away
The rain falls
Into the next day
The finish line moves
Back a few miles
When you feel you can’t accomplish
Anything for a while
But the rain will clear
The grey will
Pass
I just have to get up everyday
And off my ass
Heated streets
Dense air clasped
Onto the nape of the neck
Settling down
As the sunlight reigns down
An easy breeze
Of of Lake Michigan’s
Sleeve
Sunglasses in tote
While the darkness
Of winters now quite
Remote
Long breaks
Is what it takes
To reconnect
With the words
That can be off
Or correct
Up in the woods
Or down flat on the deck
Taking these breaks
Is what makes
Me keep coming back
A studio in the shore ditch of
London
A fresh sea
On the coast of Chicago
As the summer rolls up
Its sleeves
Bringing more heat tomorrow
On a ledge
Cut from fresh grasses
And hedges
The summer rolls on
And wrinkles my shirts
Edges