reflections

bethune at peace river

king of the beach

ruler of the sand

sitting in your throne

dug into the land

commanding all the billions

each individual piece

dealing with all the changes

and the changes never cease

governor of the shore

nature and all its turmoil

with all the barefoot followers

covered in coconut oil

eyes closed in your sandy throne

the sun shines over your kingdom

just another shitty day

in the land of sandy freedom

children in a sandbox

earth people

Frank

growing up

faith

unplug

you sit and watch

your guard let down

absorbing its influence

every bullet’s sound

it’s opinion

the way they dress

determines the demeanor

of everybody left

stuck in every home

a society staple

more fuel for the fire

with supercharged cable

more choices

more wasted time

sitting your life away

thinking everything is fine

you sit and watch

the evil plugged in

let the pictures go

to let you life begin.

doors

bang your head against the wall

try to leave

can’t find the cure

the medicine you thieve

think you’re trapped

creator of the net

woven with painful memories

hate and regret

blame on others

anyone but you

not my debt

or drugs you do

scratch at the wall

try to bring it down

but it always seems to grow

and reach all around

try to climb over the wall

it can’t be too high

but as low as you are

why even try

to beat the wall

to pain no more

the simple answer is within

with the key to the door.

G, f, a

I believe in

God

My family

This country

Most people do

But not in the same order.

That’s okay

It’s close enough

Something positive we can blog about.