Wednesday, August 25, 2010

We’ll Manage Somehow

You can laugh

or you can cry,

You can learn

to say good bye,


We'll manage somehow.


You can scream

or you can shout,

You can try

to figure it out,


We’ll manage somehow.


You can ignore

or go quiet,

You can leave

for the Hyatt,


We’ll manage somehow.


You can criticize

or you can accuse,

You can blame

do what you choose,


We’ll manage somehow.


You can take

all the time

You think you need,


And you can test

all your theories,

ignore my plead.


You can think

all you want,

You can act

nonchalant.


You keep trying

to convince me

that I’m wrong.


You keep lying

to your own self,

normally so strong.


It’s okay.

It’s all

I can say.


We’ll manage somehow.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

No Winning

When you write from the heart
a heart gets broken.
When you write from the head
you leave things unspoken.

When you're quiet and listen
you hear problems being born.
When you speak out of turn
a new orifice is torn.

When you seek to bring humor
only scowls prevail.
And when you seek to clarify
your sequestered and jailed.

When you search for happiness
in a late summer breeze;
you find yourself stumbling
toward a swarm of angry bees.

When you advocate for your needs
your desires and wishes;
your accused of being selfish,
uncaring or malicious.

And when you close your mouth
and decide to turn the other way,
you're compelled by a force
that implores you to stay.

Fight all you want.
Deny what you must.
Such is the curse
found between true love and lust.

Superheroes Need Not Apply

No need for kings or angels or spirits
high with righteous zeal.
No need for magicians or wizards

or super men, who can turn on a heel.


No one asked for your help.

No one needs your saving.

No one cares if you can fly,

we got all that we need.

Superheroes need not apply.


It's not like there's no problems
that need to be solved.
Or broken things that need mending,
but we're all too self involved.

So it's great that you've got answers,
and awesome that you've got a plan,
but I didn't asked to be rescued,
I don't need no superman.

Frustrated hero
no one needs saving.
Lots are in agony,
and lots have a craving.

And there are things this hero
could do to ease the pain.
Just waiting for the hotline
to start ringing again.

It's not like people are living
the best that they could.
Not like a little hero help
couldn't do them some good.

But they're not crying for heroes
things aren't the same.
People don't like being rescued
they prefer finding someone to blame.

No one asked for your saving.
Sorry if it makes your plans go awry,
But we got all that we need.
Superheroes need not apply.

Monday, August 02, 2010

They Tell Me There Are Angels

So they tell me there are angels
devoted to me
charged with guidance
and peace and safety.

So maybe there’s a new crew
fresh with their young wings
because I’m not feeling guided
or peaceful, or any other things.

So welcome, dear rookies
I hope you enjoy your new post;
been challenging times
more troubling than most.

I’m a big talker
and will call on you often
with time I’m sure
my heart you will soften

It’s breaking right now
too much to bear
I trust you’ll help stitch it together
it’s due for repair.