Life is a campaign
Actually I would argue it is not
Not at all
It is a lot of work
Thankless tireless work
Not always in the public eye
Not with everyone at your side
Somehow I just don’t care
There is not enough money to be paid
For me to lift a finger in support of this mandate
Triad of confusion
When life gives you lemons you make steak
I guess
Cheap steak
I have never perfected that recipe through
I have a feeling neither have you
I have directly noted
That on the 23rd of February
I have witnesssed my first fight
Over the price of food
Politics and celebrities are all fun and games
When people can’t eat
That is worrying
It’s not a Facebook story
Fake news
It’s the truth
Lived out in real time
Words to fight
Over the rise in food costs
Unreal
Real
Happpenings right now
In our country
Isn’t it over
The ambush of noise and pageantry
Can we move on to the issues friends
What message does it send to continue
Down a trick path
Of rallied souls for nothing more than TV
When can we move on and talk about wages
Wars and other issues of the day
Rallies are not everything
People show up and make noise
But that resolves little
Little done in little time
We are all now forced to walk the line
Back on the road
48 hours in tow
Here we go
Another long haul
From the nights of deserts moons
To the Gypsies of Boulder
We will roll on down the highway
Tour
Perform
And do it again
Here it comes
A blazing infamous glory
From the tops of Washington
A news story
The pipeline will continue
My heart hangs on a line
People held in embrace
The dust settles for a difficult time
The hope was for some change of hands
The force of power
On sacred lands
But for now people head home
The risk of arrest to great to run
From that single act a stable life
Can be undone
I will research I will hope to understand more
The fields of dirt washed with northern snow
Where will the lonely hearts go
My heart goes out to the lovers
But the old train is going to roll along
Right after the last standing protester is gone
Gone
Tough apparel
Thin words
It’s all mixed up
But it’s all good
Tearing at the seems
But still holding on to the hood
Explorations of words
Heard from the sound
Of tearing clothes
What’s the news
News new about the blues
All around the doom and gloom
I guess it was coming
Whether it be now
Or sometime soon
I hope there is a better narrative offered
How can any feelings be not fraught with anxiety
Highly toxic situations playing out on TV
Grieving hard to find solutions
Not all caught in one place
Somehow I am out of place
Out of sync with the human race
Dark snow on a light morning
Somehow these days develop
With no warning
Rain falls
Snow to follow
Swallowed up in the lack of light
Untidier and unclean
Steering down the road
Coffee awakes the soul
Somehow I know that more is to come
More uncertainty
More long nights
And warm mornings
Crack the egg
Make the meal
The seal of a simple morning
As the lights come on
It all comes down to the wire
Unwired and unplugged
Unscrewed undone
Why are we all caught up in the glue
Of the everyday
Power is power
Love is love
What comes above
Is respect and dignity
Unbeknownst to me
How to relearn
Love and noise
Are separated at the inception
I hope we all separate the truth
From deception
Stars in the news
Youtube megamillions
Billions of views
PewDiePie
Honestly, what the hell
Is going on
Where did we get it all wrong
From one not to the next
This is a most horrendous song
You get what you pay for
But I didn’t pay for this
Bombshells like his
Goodness
