The 90's C
What about the world
I’ve got my cigarettes and my ball point pen
And a million ideas time to let them out again
I’ve got an empty soul and a weary mind
Blood shoot eyes and plenty of time
The coffee is strong and the lighting dim
Time to wrestle with the ghosts but were to begin
How about the world and the shape it’s in?
The world is on fire and gasoline is sin
How about sex and the misguided youth
Order more body bags they can’t handle the truth
What about religion what about god
To many teams with pretty bad odds
What about drugs and the great escape
Its way overrated is the tail of the tape
What about love what about greed
What about power and baby’s in need
What about solutions what about cost
What about teachers what about loss
What about money what about crime
What about illusions what about time
What about pain how about some remorse
Death and destruction and the rise in divorce
The misguided infidels the priest and the boys
The sun and the moon and the soldiers deployed
The sick and the dying the scared and the meek
The cowering failures the new circus geek
The flowers in autumn the last flash of hope
Winters cold gallows life hangs by a rope
My ashtray now full of memories past
My coffee is cold and my pens slowing fast
My thoughts become muddled my soul locks its cage
I rub my red eyes and pity this page
The lighting has brought on a migraine
My time now used up my ghosts feel my shame
This pointless endeavor I sometimes fall in
Of what about the world and the shape it’s in.
MWL 1-29-94
Keep going
There are roads
Less traveled
There are roads times forgot
The are paths and alleys
And streets traveled not
Were ever you’re going
Keep me in heart
Look to the stars
And make a new start
There are some paved with gold
Some drenched in blood
Some are dead ends
Some have turned to mud
There are some not to be taken
Some turns to avoid
And if you are mistaken
Don’t be annoyed
Keep your eyes open
Lets your heart be your guide
And the way will be shown
So enjoy the ride
MWL 96
Mrs. Frankenstein
Dear Mrs. Frankenstein
What did you do?
To that little boy who loved and worshiped you
Dear Mrs. Frankenstein you didn’t even blink
Filling the boys head with hatreds vile stink
Oh Mrs. Frankenstein
Making little Frankenstein’s
You got a diabolical plan
Gonna get even with every single man
What happened what made you this way
For all of your pain he must pay
Dear Mrs. Frankenstein
You’re in the ghetto
You’re on the hill
The demon living inside you
Moves in for the kill
Your making monsters
That thirst for the blood in the streets
You make the monsters
children at your feet
You devour their souls like scraps of meat
Their bodies you scratch you mame you beat
All the sex all the drugs all the hate
The baby needs a bottle He’ll have to wait
You’re a self-centered abusive demon whore
You turn is coming around you can be sure
Hell waits for you…
Oh Mrs. Frankenstein
Making little Frankenstein’s
Oh Mrs. Frankenstein
Making little Frankenstein’s
You got a diabolical plan
Gonna get even with every single man
What happened what made you this way
For all of your pain he must pay
Making little Frankenstein’s
Making little Frankenstein’s
Making little Frankenstein’s
Making little Frankenstein’s
Making little Frankenstein’s
Making little Frankenstein’s
MWL (95)
Lovestruck nine
Black cat don’t cross my path
don’t throw no stones my way
Stand clear I’m a man to fear
I’ll make you sunny sky…. turn gray
It’s Coming to get you
Sneaking up behind you
It’ll get you when you’re sleeping
Ain’t no sense in a weeping
It’s all part of the grand design
You’re slowly being poisoned…... by
Love stick 9
Beaten down love stricken and blue
My baby left me she-said were through
she set me up, and watched me fall
she left a note pinned to the wall
its all part of the grand design
you’re slowly being poisoned… by
Love stick 9
You love them you need them
On your knees you plead with them
Its all part of the grand design
It’s put up or shut up
-Its love -It’s a poison kiss
A Loss of sight is the first sign
Then comes loss of judgement
You start acting the fool
Next you lose your soul
You mumble and droll
The time is never right
No baby not tonight
Piss and moan she lives on the phone
No dammit not tonight
Take and take the orgasm fake
No baby not tonight
Bitch and bitch
Her words just shovels digging my ditch
NO baby not tonight
NO baby not tonight
Black cat don’t cross my path
don’t throw no stones my way
Stand clear I’m a man to fear
I’ll make you sunny sky…. turn gray
It’s Coming to get you
Sneaking up behind you
It’ll get you when you’re sleeping
Ain’t no sense in a weeping
It’s all part of the grand design
You’re slowly being poisoned…... by
Love stick 9
Beaten down love stricken and blue
My baby left me she-said were through
she set me up, and watched me fall
she left a note pinned to the wall
it’s all part of the grand design
you’re slowly being poisoned… by
Love stick 9 MWL 2-6-94/11-24-19 revised
It’s just me
The sun goes down just the same
Another 24
another frame
My mind’s eye
Doesn’t know sleep
It’s always spinning round
I can hear it creek
My desires
They won’t let me be
My mind’s eye
says there’s more to see
The silence has a music all its own
No tv’s no car’s no phone’s
Just me and the blanket of night
A billion stars over my head
Connect the dots in the sky
Ill make this field of grass my bed
Embrace the magic of the night
Feel the power feel the grace
The answers are hidden in the stars
I see the creators face
We talk for awhile
Then I fall to sleep
Cradled in his arms
Like a baby fast asleep
The sun awakes
Another day
Warming my face
as if to say
Good morning
It’s just me
It’s just me.
MWL 6-16-93
Walk away
Another conflict is at hand
Again, she doesn’t understand
Words start to fly
Arrows rain from the sky
Her anger grows teeth
anger boils beneath
another night of grief
never a sign of relief
I should just walk away
She’ll disagree anyways
Tomorrow maybe we’ll see
Things a little differently
When I get annoyed
It’s her I avoid
Quickly she can deploy
All her weapons to destroy
When push comes to shove
Anger never wears kids’ gloves
When pain brings on the tears
Confusion breeds fear
Walk away walk away
She’ll disagree anyways
Tomorrow maybe we’ll see
Things a little differently
Ill get in my car go visit a friend
At least ill be safe and not in battle again
I lay on his couch hands behind my head
Her words still ringing in my head
We can’t go on like lunatics
We need to really get this fixed
She’ll dis agree anyways
Tomorrow maybe we’ll see
Things a little differently
Walk away walk away
MWL 1994
Liar
You’re a servant of your own vanity
You’re a walking wound
Dripping with profanity
You’re just a selfish whore
The winds of caution you ignore
Is it hate? you adore.
Your cancerous to the core
If you lay bleeding dyeing on the floor
You’d think only of ways to get more
Your pathetic no soul behind your eyes
Your lips can’t speak without a lie
1993 MWL