It makes no sense, at least to me Strings are pulled haphazardly Never knowing why, or when A tale to tell, but there’s no pen Rhyme and reason, both absent And yet the cruelty won’t relent Overstaying welcomes Like letters that are never sent A dictator, yes it’s true It controls me, and controls you … More Marionette
Squares in squares, circles sit, triangles are full of it They all know just what they are; defined, described, a shooting star They all have a place to be A place that holds them, place that keeps Keeps the hardened world outside The high, the low, the any tide Normalcy is what they’re fed Waking … More Fitting In
Nobody wants to admit truth They dodge this old Confession Booth They say just what we want to hear Instead of what is true, and dear The fake facades they cast about Are nothing more than fear, and doubt “I wonder if they will judge me” “What will they say? I disagree” I do not … More We Are We
Why’d you eat that?! “Just bepaws” I told you not to! “It was my jaws” I know, but still! “Well they aren’t me” Oh my friggin god… “My B” “What, you no love me?” My heart is palp… “It’s k, come here” “Come here, I halp” Palpitating! “Wait wassat mean?” You drive me crazy “I’m … More Dog Rhymes
Majestic Mr. Baxter He’s back, oh yes that’s right He’s so cool that this one fool Thought day had turned to night Majestic Mr. Baxter Wassat? The puppy park? Okay I guess but don’t forget No bites. Just only barks Majestic Mr. Baxter I know, you never bite But still my bro you never know … More Majestic Mr. Baxter, cont’d
Some may not like this Though it’s true So blame, don’t cast on me It is something Needed saying Please listen, carefully Many things of late Are awful This, we all agree Yet we must realize That these things Are isolated, see All throughout the world There’s lived The prejudiced, sadly Though that does not … More America the Beautiful
Never have I ever longed for cold and bleak December, no, that month is writhe with all my plight, it holds the worst things I remember There is but one day I yearn, it is on the twenty-third, ‘tis a day when children pray and do things that which they all learn But underneath that … More The Book of Job
Hey there you, what a day The sun is out and children play Care for naught, and naught a care If only Life could pause and stay A gleeful sight Until midnight When all dark thoughts Turn on a light Making me remember That sad month before September All hope was lost, the greatest cost … More Loss of the Loved
What comes next I want to know My mind needs mending Madly so Fear is part of everything The why behind the why behind The good, the bad, the greatest deed Fear is there with its own kind Madness, Anger, Lust, Contempt They’re all part of its posse, see And if it isn’t held at … More After Life
Little dogs, they puzzle me They think they are so tough They say all day that “I don’t bark!” “No I don’t bark, I ruff!” Hmm, okay, if so you say I guess you sure are tough But when that German Shepherd howls I bet you’ve had enough “Yeah right! Watch this!” “I’ll out-bark him!” … More Little Dogs
How the World Should Work 