The Medici

They were good, they were badA grip on globe, this family hadA legacy that lives todayBut may we ask: who were they? Patrons to the arts and craftsSo many deals, so many draftsFingerprints in canvas, domeAlways satiating Rome For their lifeblood? ‘Twas Pope’s accountAnd if you read any recountThe Holy coin held them afloatYet it … More The Medici

Karma

Good morning, love, how did you sleep? Such time I spent tidying my keep I made your bed, your candles lit Comfort comes, I made sure of it My bosom is but yours to use I only ask you don’t abuse I only ask that you take care For all my lands are yours to … More Karma

Sincerity

Local town hall, forum, debate The things they say will quell the hate The Senate’s fought since Rome, you know And what do we now have to show? They talk of change, they talk of new They say the things we all want to Yet when the hammer meets anvil They stand, complacent, they all … More Sincerity

This Autumn Leaf

Who are you? What’s your belief? How are you here On this Autumn leaf? Why did you choose to climb this tree? This single, silent, sad sapling What forces forced you through the leaves And left you sitting next to me? Was it because you knew the way? Thoughts say here’s where you belong? Or … More This Autumn Leaf

Priorities

Silence, eternal I idolize the thought of it I hear the sound Its all around I want so much to make it quit Doubts, they’re torture They twist the knife inside my heart They plague my mind They make me blind They tear my everything apart Why can’t I just simplify the things that keep … More Priorities

Beelzebub

Who resides up in my mind? There’s someone that’s a ghost to me I ask him to unlock the door but he looks, laughs, and flaunts the key Why will he not just open up and tell me who I’m s’posed to be? I hate the things he haunts me with and all the things … More Beelzebub

The Cheshire Cat

Don’t you call me crazy just because my mind is mad I would sacrifice my brain if it weren’t the only one I had I think in rhythm Speak in rhyme There’s darkness always darting through this shaded shattered mind Worlds are built with all the guilt and pain that plagues the thoughts I think … More The Cheshire Cat

Off the End

Most these words will fly right by the people who don’t read, yo The ones who do have understood them since their early teens, so Don’t criticize just recognize I say the words I mean I’ve been through hell so let me tell you all the things I’ve seen Society, it’s all a farce They … More Off the End

Prisons Profit

Prisons profit, peasants plea, but they don’t seem to listen, see Why should I abide by men when law can make me rich again? Tell me more about this thing, this concept carved into your ring Tell me of this thing you touch this, thing you claim that you call “justice” I’ve created all the … More Prisons Profit

Moonstruck

If you lived inside a padded tower and held all of the people’s power never sweating on your brow What would you do? Would you make the people cower, would you make them serve somehow, would you make the people bow? Or do you think that you would prove? Prove what? I’m glad you asked, … More Moonstruck

Hindsight

Come and help me hang this mast I’m moving out this house of glass I’m setting sail, here hold this nail To hammer out all my past No one is the someone that they knew themselves as yesterday People know that people grow and change the things they used to say Life is learned and … More Hindsight

Behind Bars

Things are changing for me lately, each day for me seems like a haze Ink in wells and all these spells that’s how I spend all of my days Conversations that don’t mean much. Shallow talk I won’t even touch. My hateful thoughts are so enflamed I saw one light up and combust. Don’t care … More Behind Bars

Morgan Le Fey

Recognize where my intentions lie by looking deep into my eyes, you will find I don’t disguise the things that others try to hide – I hate the lies, I hear the cries of all the lives they criticize while all they do is formalize and advertise how we should live and demonize the ones … More Morgan Le Fey

It’s Fickle, Fame

Samuel Jack was forty six In his first big gig: that flick Pulp Fix Martha Stewart was no name Till forties came, then she gained fame Guess who else was in their fours When striking gold: yup, Henry Ford There was another forty-man You might know him: Abraham McDonalds serves both me and you Ray … More It’s Fickle, Fame

My Sacred Psalm

You want to know what stands between The things they write, and what I mean? Not one word have I wrote and thought I hope this is something they bought The words I write aren’t things to sell They’re all just stories that I tell Art is not a craft of number Art is lightning, … More My Sacred Psalm

Proverb 23:7

Thoughts race through my mind, tonight. In darkness I am cursed to write for in my realm, there’s little light. No pattern plagues this black ink pen, it only bleeds what’s held within. Every evenings dear to me, for ‘tis the only time I’m free. Free of false facades by day, I cherish every night … More Proverb 23:7