Couple Poems..

I see a story in my second hand belt
There’s stars euphoric in the hand I’m dealt
With shoes of my thoughts I’ll dance on the harbor
The people on the ferry see and it fills them with laughter
Like the green lazer that climbs into the night
I’ll dance in my blazer when I’m well out of sight
Don’t talk about this, when that could have been
The difference from reality and dream, is yet to be seen
Don’t let them hold our heads, while we stare at their tongue
The fork is almost healed, it’s a clever web they’ve spun
“Truth’ll come back when you let it go,
Seems complicated cause it’s really so simple”
A man once had this inscribed on his tomb:
‘Don’t have fallen asleep, in life’s waiting room’

Hey it’s us in the shop window,
All dressed up, that’s all that we now know
Paper or plastic, how bout an upsize?
Your lips are fantastic, want some of my fries?
Fuck all this greed, Fuck those who look down
Fuck my robot face, that now bares a frown
We fear our enemy, residing inside
Inside is our lives, that we face filled with pride
As we merge today, time’s ongoing march
It’s this I say, from the depths of my heart
Tanglible wars are now left behind
The new battlefield is the one in your mind
Thankfully ours, is a war we can win
If we strengthen that, which lies under the skin
From the power of peace, a self god will form
Far beyond reach, for a radical new norm
Driven by money, technology can too
So here is the question, I give now to you
Do you trust in yourself, to explore which is hidden
Or trust in the devil, where bliss is forbidden?

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I’ve seen the big fields that the martyrs call ironic
They’re all empty and full and fear the disdain
They move as one although there are many
And when all is gone still something remains

Upon my return all eyes on my notes
The masses unwilling to clearly support
Attention to what is greater than them
And so I walk by no thing to report

Hey Gobbo, really like the second one…tried the link but mabye its busted…points to self as though fault lies within

It’s fixed now.