I sit here at my desk, trying to find some
inspiration. I read the news and watch TV.
I see the entire world up close. Now tell me
again about inspiration. How can I write a
heart warming story with all the ugliness
I see.
Actors and ball players make all that money
while people's children go to bed hungry.
All the greedy politics that go on, while
death tallies abroad on foreign soil.
Let me get this straight, I write a line or
two and make it all go away. If I could do
all that, man hold on to something. But I
just sit here at my desk looking at all this
crap, of reality shows and all the millions
some punk rocker makes while he rolls.
Life's title is; "Give me all I can take".
There you have it, my inspiration for today.
i sit here thinking of things to write,
looks like it could be another long night,
i write of love, and i write of hope,
i write about drink, and i write about dope,
i write about things that come into my head,
and i write about things , that i have not said,
a lot of things, i just lock away,
but they are not away, away to stay,
things keep flashing at the back of my head,
so i write them down and free them instead,
theres so many words that run through my mind,
but peace is the thing, i am trying to find
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