Songs from 2018-2020-A
2018-2020 “Into the well”
These songs are quit a contrast to my early days
Now you find a writer of many subjects
I know the pain of having a love one perish from drugs
I’ve seen the struggle and the lengths that people will go to to get high
I see the world falling apart all around me and I’ve become very political and
And cynical still filled with hope and love and remorse.
I even write about Aliens from outer space
And what might lay beyond death.
Yes, I write about many things I’m proud of these songs they are flesh on the bones of my life.
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In this empty heart - I contemplate
I search my soul and argue
the motion to terminate
I weigh the pain against the joy
And pray for rain
To wash out and destroy
I Dance with the insane.
My tired mind
Got left behind
No legacy no trumpets play
No eulogy no one came
No tears were cried today
Just a thin wooden box
into the furnace of time
The elusive sands fell through my hands
No one will ever read my rhymes
They will toss my possessions
into a smoldering land fill
No one will ever l read
that I made time stand still
but for a fleeting moment
I stood tall on that hill
I made it through with holes in shoes
They could not break my will
And I walked down slowly with the sun at my back
Mirages appear - was it fiction or fact
Long shadows trick and tease
desperately fighting for more time..
Perhaps a better line?
The longer the life
the longer the shadow……….. like giants.,
MWL - 12-20-19
Long Shadow
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In the garden I was dreaming
As the morning dew was steaming
I feel into a lost memory
A boy
A bat and tree
The anger that flowed
So steadily
Enveloped me
But now I see
So, you wanna be big
So, you wanna be strong
Do your own dance
Sing your song
Punch your own clock
Make your own rules
Do what you like
To hell with the fools
Sounds to me like you want to be...
Sounds to me like you want to be...
Sounds to me like you want to be...
Blacksheep
Blacksheep
Have you any pull
Have your provocateurs
Deciphered all this bull.....
Blacksheep
Blacksheep
Have you any sack
You best be on your guard
No one’s got your back..
Your alone
Dead on the phone
Pants down. by your ankles
Dried shit on your ass
No one came
No one came
For days
............
What's it alllllllll for
Some sitcom
Gone wrong a
Devine torture game.
Live in shame
Does god no your name
Is dad to blame
Life so lame
Wind flickers flame
Body leaves a stain
Why this brain
What to gain
No more pain
No more pain
No more pain................VMV....
In the Garden
6-20-19
In the garden
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The struggle is the reward
To the quest of this accord
To quench the thirst
That passion pours
standing alone
Just you, once more.
What will this day
Lay at your feet
The finer things or
Easy meat
A billion souls
all compete
They face they snap
and They all tweet
To be that unique
grain of sand
On the endless shore
They Hopelessly stand.
The Heart beats
The mission unfolds
The journey
The struggle
The search for life’s gold
The fire burns
The flames dance in green
They share a long tail
Of all they have seen
A spring melts
A contemplating pause
The drip of the ice
All render its cause
The bud on the tree
Fights its way through the cold
To rejoice in its victory
So proud to be hold
A young man in summer
Running full speed
Unaware and uncaring
Of coming winter needs
A song is a book mark
A passage- in time
The passion, the glory
The prose and the rhyme
The bravado of young men
Share drinks and bond souls
For soon they’ll be old-men
Living in holes.
Soon they’ll be old men
Living in holes...
Living in holes
MWL 5-2018
Living in holes
So, I see you got a gun
Load your bullets one by one.
and you say it’s all so fun
you find your lovers on the run
she says boy, you’re not the one.
So, you fly down to Cancun
to drink the rum and fill your spoon.
Lazily sleeping under the moon
Last night’s cold pizza draws red raccoons.
It’s just another day
Better get out and play
Don’t let your sky turn gray
You’ll just need to find another way
You’ll just need to find another away...
Do you remember
Sunday mornings
Windows open
Warm Breeze blowing -
across you skin.
A sleepy grin.
Spring in all its glory
All in bloom,
Tells the story,
Wash away the sin
New life again
New life again
Begin again....
A new girl shares a tender smile.
Your heart races,
You run for miles.
To the shore you stand knee deep,
In the ocean of love
heart shaped shell at your feet.
You listen to this magic shell
Your trapped in its haunting spell
Mesmerizing tales it tells
Now It’s time to ring the bell.
ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the bell...
I was pleasantly dreaming
Floating on a cloud.
Flying over the mountains
Away from the crowds
Embracing the freedom
Headed far out to sea.
Free is I. Free is Me... Free is I....
Now I’m swimming in the river the river of truth
The waves are getting hirer
results of a turbulent youth.
Ahead are the rapids
My mind needs proof
As my soul tortures and instigates.
Unkept and uncouth.
Your influenced mind
Bends to the easy meat.
The low hanging fruits
The TV always on repeat
Ambition long gone
Like stories of once upon
You cling to the bedside
Staining the sheets
Hang on for dear life
unkept and uncouth.
Just a product
Of a tumultuous youth
Hang on for dear life
Unkept and uncouth
Anger is the coat you wear
Your eyes tell the truth
You’ve been ridden hard
And put away wet
Even locked away
Sometimes they forget
That’s the boy with the stutter
Had a twin brother
And he coming to take you away
Out to play
Invisible whispers
Can we play
Yes, can we play..........
Unkept and uncouth
Dirty face
Reveals the tears
Of all the years
And like in a mad man’s dream
A piercing primal scream
You now stand in a homeless camp
near the tree
You once carved the name
Of the girl that smiled oh such a tender smile.
Your heart races,
You run for miles.
To the shore you stand knee deep,
In the ocean of love
heart shaped shell at your feet.
You listen to the magic shell
Your trapped in its haunting spell
Mesmerizing tales it always tells
Now It’s time to ring the bell.
A funeral march, Emotions swell
You have nothing left but your soul to sell
into darkness where regret dwells
a one-way ticket straight to hell……
MWL 2019
Magic shell
You gotten to a point
where you feel pain in every joint.
Like a shaman you anoint
That your doctor-is your God.
Let’s get to the point
Away from this beer joint
Make it past all check points
Paying homage to a fraud.
Your confused at the conjoint
Slogging now in Midpoint
Swallow hard at gun point
Old memories Pokes and prod.
And it’s all the same
in the end, My friend.
We fade in to the black.
And some do say.
we’ll find our way.
And relive life in the sparks....
The fire is dancing with resistance it only wants to climb....
The wind is right on this star filled night for a glory filled
Final scene.
So, walk on down to the water
Walk on down with me.
Walk on down to the water
Together we shall be free.
Oh, together we shall be free...
August’s end
Desire bends
Lay down your arms
To need to defend
The flesh is the cocoon
From which you shall escape and on the breath of angels
Your destiny awaits.
Inhale the water
Like a baby in the womb
Don’t fear the flesh
Your soul can not be entombed.
You gotten to a point
where you feel pain in every joint.
Like a shaman you anoint
That your doctor-is your God.
Let’s get to the point
Away from this beer joint
Make it past all check points
Paying homage to a fraud.
Your confused at the conjoint
Slogging now in midpoint
Swallow hard at gun point
Old memories Pokes and prod.
Let it go
Join the others
Become a star
Glowing in love and harmony
And all the magnificent clockwork
Is your soul
You are one
With All
5-19-19
Just let go
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You Enter alone
Not weighing a stone
What Will it be?
Gutter or throne
Into the maze you are shown
Into the maze-all alone....
Work your way through the pack
Learn when to run, or attack
See if you’ve got the knack
To scratch or stab your Enemy’s back.
Make some connections
Make endless corrections
heart fueled affections
soul trampled rejections
The body- tattered and torn
Helpless- like a new baby born
Now You lay there old and defeated
Your light fading fast
Nearly depleted
This journey almost completed
All hope exhausted and now retreated
It’s hard to have focus
When yesterday’s Memories fade
You hear in the distance
An old familiar song is played
The room is a haze
Of Yellows and grays
No longer a maze
No longer a maze
Down a corridor of blinding warm white light
It calls you....
You leave tonight
A ticket for one sir
Yes, a ticket for one...
MWL 9-19
Ticket for one
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Sir good morning
today we see,
the agony the ecstasy,
Piles of body’s
Piled high,
through the roof into the sky.
a clairvoyant clarinet.”
Plays new old songs you won’t forget
A dream coat puddles in full throat,
Begins its struggle
Choking on hope.
The demon with his twitter feed,
Has got bitches crying on their knees,
All his anger has been freed,
shake the hands of
Brother greed,
Republicans we shall fall,
To the end we shall crawl.
mindless heartless old men plead out,
Will someone please cure my gout,
I hear a baby
Softly coo,
Some day she will learn of Jews,
Will she hate or will she love,
Will she push or will she shove?
Through the rain drops
Filled with ash
Lies are covered up with cash,
The mistress caught a nasty rash,
Through the wall
Of hell we crash....
The world is tripping on its
Dick.
Can’t kill them with a bloody stick
You need weapons of mass destruction
You need whores with good ole suction
We need to start over
Re do This production
But we’ve been here-before it a reproduction.
Ya we’ve been here before
It’s a reproduction...
MWL 8-18
Repoduction
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Floating around like a carnival balloon
you’ll be the death of me way too soon.
Running through the woods
To avoid the cops
Junkies in high tops
Junkies in high tops
When I was young
they scared the hell out of me
Don’t do heroin
Skull’s and crossbones plead
You’ll wind up in a box
Headed to hell
Were the devil- will cut you in parts- to sell
There are demons waiting for a meal
On your knees you- make a deal
And they’ll twist and tease
And lie like fuck Just to trip you up
While your down on your luck
Bleeding you for every ounce
Of pain
Welcome aboard
The junkie train
Yahhh
Welcome aboard
The junkie train
Running through the woods
To avoid the cops
Junkies in high tops
Junkies in high tops
Running through the woods
To avoid the cops
Junkies in high tops
Junkies in high tops
There are demons waiting for a meal
MWL 2019
Junkies in high tops
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Down here
At the bottom,
Looking up,
The silence screams,
The darkest dreams,
No strength to run
You just give up.
The liquid is your only friend
All your life you could depend
On it,
Now it’s all turned to shit.
And your still here,
My liquid pear.
No time for beer
Kick it into gear,
Ahhhhhh there....
Ahhhhh there you are my dear.
You are my mind-numbing Star,
Take me away to a place we’re I know no face.
I know no trace of love.
Love is the pain that hurts the most.
Take me far and deep
Into coma sleep,
And dance on my tongue, make my mind young,
if not for a stuttering silent mime
A tear drop in the shitter of time,
A lost requiem a blatant crime,
You are. You are...
As I’m falling down in spiral conjecture
I’m suspended in hate and confusing rough texture.
Liquid. Oh please
Please cover me,
Liquid please
Oh please, cover me.
cover me in a warm blanket
Of regret,
MWL 2018
My liquid peer
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Is it clean?
Like a pristine guillotine
Like a silent running limb taring machine
Is it clean?
Like the stains on my unforgiving mind
Is it you?
In a moment of weakness
Turning coats and clearing throats
Is it me a wide-eyed sailors blind to the sea?
Is it me?
Wake up and run
To the place of promises and endless fun
Dodge the bullets hide behind the dumpster and pray
If they get you today
They get you clean
Not a crippled lump of fool crying behind the morphine drip drowning in drool
Turn to the shadow that hides in the bush
Hear the foot steps of giant spiders crawling creeping
Over fences in your back yard
The fire has a strong pull on you tonight
You fall into day dream quite easy
Sparks dance spiraling skyward then freely
Meshing into the starry night.
Off you go
Off you go
Is this all
Is there anything else to see?
Why does man destroy such a beautiful tapestry?
Under sea a world not yet fully known
In the air
I call the wind my home
On the ground wear everything meets
Blown up once again
Rinse repeat
Off you go…
MWL 12-19-19
Rinse repeat
