Don't Look Back

How could he go on

life was too much

the days of his past

had left a cruel touch

It was never that others

had been abusive

it was what he had done

he could not forgive

When he was young

he'd not answered the call

folks were left wanting

now he felt guilty and small

As he looked back

his pain became great

he was stopped in his tracks

that feeling “TOO LATE”

Guilt had taken him down

depression set in

he'd played the game of life

he just couldn't win

Was it time to give up

cash in his chips

then the strangest thing happened

words came from his lips

Quit looking back

or you'll never move on

life still has purpose

don't sit here withdrawn

Cast your eyes forward

move on, up ahead

there's another who needs you

your life is their bread

Looking back only delays

all the good you can do

stop regretting your past

before it kills you

How I Wish I had the Answer to the Question "HOW?"

We all have a purpose

that should be practiced in boldness

on this journey we know as our life

Individuals all

with our own given call

to relieve another from strife

In many ways we're all equals

and can often be sequels

continuing the work of another

As they've made a great start

it's been a work from their heart

now it's our turn to lift up a brother

Our hearts will be gifted

as from gutters they're lifted

even if all that can be offered is hope

If for a moment they're able

to see life as stable

it's the one thing that might help them to cope

You see there once was a day

they were working class people

who could afford to live

incomes never this feeble

but the way things have changed

they can't supply for their need

that's been caused by a sickness

known as corporate greed

This life in the gutter

is no way to live

it's the spirit of man

leaking out through a sieve

an end

must be found

homelessness

bound

if from the street

they're to vanish

it's the cause

we must banish

There Is Freedom Within The Fence

Within the fence

chihuahuas are huge

as they bark at the pit bull

it's their turf, a refuge

Free to do as he pleases

after all in his yard

he becomes the fiercest of warriors

and that fence is his guard

While in the fence it doesn't matter

the size of his foe

his bravery comes forth

and he puts on a great show

Yes this little dog knows

he's got enough common sense

that his freedom exists

inside of the fence

A Lifelong Childhood

Somebody once said

“You only have one childhood,

make it last a lifetime”

Responsibility truly has its place

but is it necessary to never have fun

we let life get too damn serious

seems as we're always on the run

Have we forgot how to play

is that what we've done

made life nothing but toil

how dull Jack has become

For a moment think back

to when you were a boy

playin' ball with the guys

how it brought you great joy

you girls had your hop-scotch

and skipping of rope

do you remember that feeling

that joy brought us hope

Life then was grand

yes, oh so good

during those wonderful days

of our childhood

We could find that hope once again

if for an hour each day

we'd turn away from the rat race

and take time out to play

Lies, Ya Gotta Love 'em

How people love lies

as they hide from their eyes

those ugly old truths

they so often despise

But these lies they devise

create a life of disguise

and more often than not

will bring their demise

Their lives downward spiral

as an act of reprisal

keeping all they say straight

for lies need revival

How perfectly vile

the reward for denial

of the facts of the matter

they've ignored all the while

I must then surmise

that it's totally unwise

to harbor untruths

as they bring a terrible prize

I see no surprise

how life simplifies

when it's the truth that is told

instead of the lies

Sure Could Use A Little Good News

The news of today

has taken its toll

of so many men

who had thought themselves whole

Their spirits have waned

and that is no way to live

yet we continue to be

so self destructive

Torn down

ripped apart

inundated with filth

this world does impart

Living as shadows

of who they once were

while the death tolls rise

and politicians keep score

Not only the wars

but famine as well

as many a people

are already in Hell

The murders and rapes

adding up every day

no longer safe for children

to just go out and play

Where the hell are we headed

is there no way to fall back

to those days filled with love

it seems its that which we lack

It's time to take a step back

away from this madness

and hopefully put to an end

these days filled with sadness

Return to those days

when people respected each other

and once again treat folks

as if all were their brother

The Hypocrite

Stop, that's mine

I'm throwin' it away

no you can't have it

just go away

Keep your dirty hands off

you know that it ain't yours

just get outta my trash

or this'll become war

I had to pay for all of that

see that stuff it wasn't free

am I gonna have to call the cops

get up from off of your knee

Feed your children

not from my can

get a job

be a man

Your clothes are filthy

you know you stink

I ain't runnin' no charity

if that's what you think

You better get to movin'

leave that tent there alone

get your hands off that bedroll

let that bridge be you home

I don't care if they're hungry

so what if they're cold

even if I were to help

they'd still grow up in your mold

Always wantin' somethin'

is how you folks are

how about you work for stuff

you really are bizarre

I'm gonna have to leave now

yeah, I'll leave you in the lurch

but my neighbors they'll be watchin' you

while I'm away at church