WHILE THE OTHERS………….
People are traversing Kilimanjaro
Others have important things to borrow
Still others are rafting in Colorado
And all of them looking forward to tomorrow
There are groups of people going down the Grand Canyon on mules
They are all filled with the verve and penchant yet I dub them all a bunch of fools
Some men and women are swimming with sharks for experimentation
While still others stand up and enlist for his country and nation
I hear tell of people who do good deeds just for the sake of doing good
While they patrol, guard, take pride in and clean up their neighborhood
A friend of mine has a Piper Cub and flies it high in sky
Then with nylon, rope, confidence and bravery he bails out to fly
People who are sympathetic and have the expertise to save a child
And all the ones who have the inclination to just act childlike and wild
Someone in this world is helping a woman who had a bloody trauma to her head
And while these people are doing those exhilarating things I’m using a remote
control in a comfy vibrating bed
© 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
WHOOF!
We are not all chasing our tails in the very same way
We are not all praying for the same thing every day
We are all just hopeful that he or she will come along
And we will find the embrace in which we belong
She’s chasing her tail with cockiness and guile
He’s using his witticisms and cogent smile
Other people use some subliminal style
While that one over there uses her tail to defile
There are people chasing their tails all around
And it’s discouraging not being aware to where you are bound
So we spin in circles getting to a place called “nowhere” with speed
All trying to get the satisfaction from someone else to fill our need
Our needs are invisible inside us but you can still see our tails
And some even resort to lies and deception when all else fails
As for me I’ve stopped chasing my tail and now simply chase peace
and if you ask me the cyber-deception should be sequestered and cease
(c) 2011....~free cee!~
PLEASE CANCEL THAT MEET AND GREET
Instant insanity insinuates itself repeatedly but not on me
You know who they are because of their unconventional thinking
It’s the paranoid pathetic people as per that which I see
And those are the ones I blame for my drinking
Craziness comes crawling and calling too many times for me
And these people walk around saying “poor me-- this ain’t no fun”
Lunatics lay in wait for me to prove that which I see
Well these people ain’t sane so pour me, pour me, pour me another one
I cannot escape the inescapable
My time ain’t worth their’s or anyone
Especially not with the mentally incapable
And then these people try to get a license for a handgun
No, they want to argue to demonstrate what they are
In front of an audience on my home, the street
So I run to the nearest liquor store or bar
And these are the kind of folk you never want to meet
Phreepoetree
KNOCKER.B
Yes here we are in the great south land, (Australia)
right amongst the knockers be.
Don't stick your nose up or be grand,
they'll stomp yer like a flea.
In the land of knockers they take joy,
the newsmen shout it loud.
The business people they'll annoy,
if you died they'd steal yer shroud.
These up jumped yokels never were a cut above the rest,
the politicians know and hate the awful bloody pest.
But if you stand a little tall or stand out with the best,
they'll cut you down and paint you black put feathers in your vest.
Perhaps the country'd go ahead with out the knocker be.
if our monied people had the guts to back a prodigy.
Our inventors must go overseas to get a backer, gee?
no one to back the under dog, not cricket, do you see.
by D H Johnson
Now participate in the rage
We collaborate in the riot
We can break free from this cage
The revolution cant keep quiet
Lose the loss and in particular love
For there is no room for this is the cold
We are what the fire beneath is made of
Through the future its our message thats told
Get them to give in to our tremendous force
Let them retreat while we fight until we're dead
Because straight to the underground is our course
Its for the people behind us that we have bled
And the riot is only to speak for the unheard
A comfortable gathering for a similar cause
Its the prayers that my people have answered
The prayers of freedom from these oppressive laws
And we will bring this nation ultimately to its knees
We can make this oppression and corruption cease
And our word will travel to all lands over foreign seas
But that word is not of war because we speak of peace
People like you win people over with your smile & big brown eyes.
People like you know how to make people like me, fall in love.
People like you can’t stay in one spot too long.
People like you don’t wait around for people like me.
People like you don’t get their heart broken.
People like you just find someone new to win over.
People like you are too afraid to really let someone in
Liar, liar that no one likes,
Lie, lie thats what people do the most,
The reasons why, no one know.
This world is full of lies,
Why God people lie?
The answers that I cannot find,
I don't like this world,
With passion God.
I wish you would take me,
Some where were I can have peace.
People try to tell me how to talk and it's damn irritating.
They cram political correctness down my throat and it's aggravating.
Even preachers are getting politically correct when they preach.
I guess people have forgot that we have freedom of speech.
I'll talk the way I want because that's supposed to be the American way.
I know for a fact that the world has seen better days.
I don't say Native Americam or African American; I say Indian and black.
I will have freedom of speech so people better cut me some slack.
Talk any way you want and don't worry what people have to say.
You have the freedom of speech because it's the American way.
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