The newspaper said: I must condense Be briefly sweet and less intense They offered I could pay to be heard Since they control the printed word Then they confided as if to confess They pay some writers who will say less! Less of what's true but more to buy These...
Preface And, for now, last but not least, is one the papers would not print for some "unknown" reason, as you'll now get to see many of those filed away: Rhapsody Of Addiction My cigarette was like a tortoise Who should have been named Rigor Mortis Slowly plodding for...
So the media can't get a true profile of the King? When they're poised and aimed at everything? He's killing your children while telling the Nations This is what's 'Right' for public relations He has murdered civilians in countries abroad And justified it in his...
The Buyer and the Guardian Climbed in bed together Talked over how to misinform The public for the better Edit, chop or delete Any writer that we hate Particularly dumb poets Who don't think we're so great Backstab gossip and classified We can't leave out the dead Or...
Father Winterling dresses in black A casket figure who can't relax With agonized face he preaches hope Holds up the chalice like a telescope But he can't see God this far below Cursing February as he mumbles low A congregation to stay intact Must hear the truthful...
Bully. Antagonistic Sadist. Troublemaker so Arrogant and Repulsive. Deviant Take him off the bus! Belligerent Imp, a Tease and Cunning Hussy Take her to the sty! Attuned. Never Insensitive to Man-unkind. Appreciative, Loyal and Simple. Take these for example: Who is...
The fractured vase now stands alone Once held the roses of this home Withered bouquet pastel and dry Painful memories that never die For beauty sweet is but a day To gaze upon then look away Ashamed to age then bend and fall Be less considered if seen at all Useless...
Tossing photographs Across the floor A suicide king His crazy whore Looking back Nothing changed much So in poverty and ruin We remain untouched It's twelve a.m. My daughter cries I fill her belly And dry her eyes My song is muted By this intense pain For tomorrow We...
Ratava was an Avatar Dog is Love you see? Starting lines are here This be your destiny. Knowledge is not power. Strength is never strong. Can't elect what is ordained. The rights can be so wrong. Privacy is for invasion. Speech is far from free. Money is the luminary:...
I am not an angel Unintentional in verse I never took the vow For better or for worse I am not an angel Your gun should not be drawn When did I offend you? What did I do wrong? O' yes, the one mistake Was complaining the condition But I am reinventing The purpose of...