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Can’t Do Nothin’


I cannot write
And I can’t do no right
I can’t do much, at all, tonight
I run in circles
And stand in the rain
Out of the faucet drips a story
Of people and of pain
And the Morse code splashes all wash down the drain
I can’t do a cartwheel
And I cannot tell a lie
All these feelings that I feel
Provide no method to deny.
I cannot block out flashes
I can’t wave off the smoke
The ashes and fumes
Pummel my mind, and I choke.
The tears drip from my eyes
They tell a story, they improvise
A brand new method, a brand new way,
To brand my flesh with scars from broken days.
So I run in circles, and I sit in the rain,
And I pray to God that one day, things will change
Cuz I can’t do nothin’
No I can’t do nothin’
Nothin but wait, and run in circles, hyperventilate,
I can’t do nothin’
But to wait
For you
And me
To be
Together
Again


Sunshine Girl


We used to walk for hours on end.

Never going anywhere.

Wish I could be back there again.

We used to talk about

Anything.

I used to listen to you sing…

But “I used to” doesn’t bring much joy.

My Sunshine Girl.

Where did you go.

My Sunshine Girl,

You lit up my world.

But now you’re gone,

Guess I was wrong,

The sun will always set…

But I haven’t forgotten that sunshine yet.

Now I lay awake all night….

Just waiting for the coming morning.

Whatever cold it offers up,

I’ll take it,

It’s all I’ve got.

Because I know I’ll never hear you sing again.

My Sunshine Girl!

Where did you go!

You left me here!

I’m all alone!

Upon a shore of

memories of long before

the morning came,

and shadows were long,

But once again,

you’ve come and gone.

Guess I was wrong….

The sun will always just move on.


Anthem of a New World


To our anthem we march, we follow the beat

Rhythm in lines, feet fall on the street.

We rise up we go down, together as one.

All as one, raise the gun, we don’t buy your deceit.

I is we, they are me, that is all we believe,

Believe the worlds order depends on the street.

Even rows, even columns, equal movement of feet

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