Show Me

Show me a man not afraid
But is.
Let me stand by him.
Show me a man by any other name
Before me.
I will stand by him.
Show me the man not afraid
To die.
Let me stand by him.
Show me I am
Whose breath became mine.
Let me stand by him.
Show me a jester.
And I’ll show you a clown.
Let me stand by him.
The curtain was lifted.
Long before you missed it.
Everyone stand with me.
The South has risen.
Before your eyes. We now own everything
Important. Say hello to the Tide.
Stand and fight with us.
Sweet home knows the way.
Straight thru hell.
Let’s ride.
You’re here because you want the real thing.


The Ultimate Revenge

Did you ever pray to your God for answers.

Have you ever listened after the prayer for answers He gives.

Have you ever hit rock bottom.

And had that moment of clarity.

Have you ever been so depressed, down, beaten by life and saw no hope.

So low you considered suicide as you only option.

But you were gutless and couldn’t do it.

Have you ever felt like the last person on earth, alone.

Have you ever been so in love with a person that you believed they were too good to be true.

And they were.  But you stayed just to get the three days out of the month when they treated you perfectly.

This same person who was jealous of you, but you laughed and said I’ve met someone (you) who I would never ever disappoint.

Because  you knew you had found what you had been looking for and didn’t want anyone else.

But they did and you just let that slide. 

Yet, they renewed your hope in the human race.

There’s actually a person like this!  Who loves everyone even you sometimes.

Have you ever been told I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you.

And you thought this person is out there.

And then suddenly they proved their love for you.

By walking away from everything for you and said I can’t live without you.

Then after falling madly in love found out everything this person said was a lie.

And to come to the realization it wasn’t you it just the fact you “new” to them that they actually treated everyone like that, especially those that didn’t come on to them.

And realize so what I still love them. They make me feel like no one ever has.

Have you ever had someone hurt you so bad, you cried, cried, and prayed to die.

And didn’t tell a sole about it because you wanted to remember that pain.

Not because they disappointed you. But because they somehow renewed your hope in love.

And you loved them unconditionally. Somehow and thought what the fuck is wrong with me.

And then they crushed your soul as only true love and can do.

And you somehow survived the survivable.

And you looked in the mirror at your reflection and smiled and said out loud.

God how I love you.  If I could only go back and live that pain again. Just to see her smile.

Just to feel that touch only she had one more fucking time.

And realize darling you may hate me I’ll always love you.

The ultimate revenge.

I still love you.

Your loss.

And there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.

Thanks for the memories.

I know you remember too.

Just  thinking out loud dear.

Don’t be bitter. lol

I told you, you’ll always have a special place in my heart.

Reserved only for you.

You said you’d love me forever. 

Did you fib my love.

I didn’t.



Sing With Me

I’m always paying dues it seems.4
For you. For me. For the tears.
For the fears at the rear.
It sears my heart.
Parts my stark heart.
Just like a lark.
I want to fly away.
So I continue to dream.
Of a dream beyond your comprehension.
A dream of songs and tunes softly playing.
Around and around it goes, take my hand.
Sing with me.



*Five Trick Kings*

Five trick kings.  With a ring on a wing of an eagle prayer flies through the window of the doors of perception. And the mirror of illusion that leads to a Kingdom of Kings. Forty years and 20 spears lead to one King.  A King with two rings for the second time around. He circles an eight of five lives. Then drives and arrives alive to a valley on a mountain in the dells of things unknown.  But once shown alone will shake the universe to the bone.  The tone of the telephone scathed with barbed wire scratches the ears they ease drop.  The Czar awaits revulsion. But the compulsion of grit sit upon the throne of the Sought.  Measurements are attached to the latch of the coffins.  Play for blood,  that’s just my game. And so, it begins again. The Sand of the hour, counts, then pronounces the end of the time and beginning of  being the circle love. As the five kings duplicate the zero of Nero.




Groovy Situation

Lights arise and delight and fly

We are going to change the world.

Starting tonight

Right now.  With one word.

One little groovy word.

I’m tired of feeling hollow.

Groovy that’s the word.

But we’re just going to cut to chase.

Just name everyone Groovy.

No numbers except a Groovy one.

 Is that Groovy or what?

Nice to meet you Groovy.

This is so weird.

And you  won’t believe me.

But my name is Groovy.

Isn’t that Scooby Doobie Super Groovy.

And this are my  kids Groovy, Groovier  and Grooviest.

This little one here’s just newborn and his name is no name groovy.

That is so Groovy. 

Peace, love and chicken grease groovy.

Nice to meet you.

My pleasure Groovy.

Heaven really is Groovy.



A Match Book

A match book of lies.

Snapped one by one and lit.

To  burn my heart and soul.

Each little lie. Ignites another.

Burns endlessly back to you and me.

Until a ring of fire closes in around.

Surrounds the Spirit.

Holds hostage those we touch.

A match book of honesty frees.

Unleashes more honesty.

Finally, a river of honesty bursts through the dam.

Rolling to acceptance, peace, and love.

A match book of the Kingdom.

Do they still make match books?

I collect match books.

Except the top one.

It’s not a match book.

It’s a flamethrower.



Peace of Mind

Expand My Consciousness

I sit here and wonder if I’ll ever find peace of mind.

For this moment I have found it.

The calm is complete.

A masterpiece of peace of mind.

All my life I’ve been waiting and wishing.

For peace.

Peace of mind.

Do you understand.

If I could somehow bottle this feeling.

As my head whirls.

The calm is complete.

Completely breathing and alive. And I feel high.

Stoned on a peaceful calm mind.

My head and my heart one.

And my body  in sync and linked.

To peace.  At peace with me, you, life, a Higher Self.

I sit alone.  To atone, no phone,  and in the zone.

Alone calm and at peace.

Sublime peace of mind.



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It’s What You Leave Behind

It’s what you leave behind.

I’ll leave behind some words.

Words from my mind.

Words from my thoughts.

Words for you to know my thoughts.

About life.

About death.

About mysteries of both.

You never really know someone.

You just think you do.

I’ll tell you all the bad things.

I’ll tell you about some good things.

I’ll be perfectly honest, so you can see me.

The real me. The thinking-feeling me.

The words might be jumbled.

But I hope my words will click a tumbler.

And the safe will magically open for you.

Open to the treasures of a magical life.

Treasures that I missed.

The treasures you missed.

And when you find them.

I hope that you look into the sun.

And smile.