A Chair, Table, And A window

I set in my self made prison
I saw in a vision 
All the cancer of the world 
In remision and the panzer tanks
Never left Germany 
And the world is free from 
It's sanity
I guess my 
Dreams are still my condition
just listen to the trees there
Calling out for mercy 
We've cut too many
As for me I will leave 
It to the killer bees and
Killing machines
I am powerless over the world scenes
How ironic; I still have time to pay the fee
For toxic killers thrill when they 
Find me a plot and build
Another parking lot
Send me the bill 
Send our boy's and girls to kill and die
We will roll over the world with our toys
Burn the flag and let it fry
We must accept the lie
Accept it with pride
As we all commit global suicide
But just outside there is someone 
To confide
So I guess its worthwhile
To go outside and take the ride
With God on our side















                 

 Unknown Name

I have to write this story
To end my worry 
I have to find a friend
Because I still find glory in war 
I guess I have to write 
My hand is sore 
The fuss of the next fight 
I will ignore
To fill this page with light 
I would still want more
But I still have the one I adore 
Her name is too pretty to speak 
I feel weak as I reach the peak
Maybe she'll be there but we
All know Jesus stands tall
And is not fair and there
Ain't nothing down there
But when I came around
I found she made me sane
I am bound
No price, no ground can be paid
For my maid and the men who 
Write thier stories over 
You and the lichens in the 
Water will have no
Comparison to you and my daughter
I can't wait to see you tomorrow 
There is no garasin
That can keep me from my true love
Because my sorrow swill fly away 
Like a dove 
God swill erase my sin 
Because my odd numbers will
Equal a win 
And I will be with you 












 Cousin

I had a poetic dream
So it would seem 
The blue berries are out
Just for a while 
I have been in the basement so long
I can count every tile
But I'm not doing anything
Wrong 
As a diamond ring
I miss those lush forgotten
Berry fields
I blush as 
A girl breaks through my
Shield emptiness like a 
Yield sign in the middle of
Nowhere 
Here's a walking stick 
Find a place
That knows your fears 
Next to the blueberries You and I will have no worries 
When we get back 
We will tell them our stories
Our adventures on the cliffs
I now found our beliefs
And lobster shells and
Together fought the seven 
Hells 
I may never see you
Again but brother I will
Be thinking of you in the
Morning rain








               

Freedom


All I see is death institutions 
Frustrations and a new consilation
My path is just a jailer's cage
So I write another page
To satisify my lust for a another page
A new phase of rage
I gaze into the window into my soul
I feel low
As they are digging my hole
I'm not ready yet
But I needed my remedy 
So I guess I lose the bet
Perhaps tomorrow I will go the NA way 
And avoid another relapse
And pay my debt to God
But even over landminds and sneers
I will be free
Even the devil's grip on your back tears
And he will know the fear of your higher power
You don't need church towers
Just go outside and smell the flowers
And take your bike for a ride
Because today you do not have to hide
So open the blinds turn on the light
Look for yhe treasures that you can find
You have made the right choice
Look up with pride and share your voice