Lame, Sappy, Poetry For the Masses

Ok, this is some more lame ass poetry that I wrote awile ago. Or "lyric verse" for the anal retentive. Found it in one of my notebooks. Thought that maybe I would share it. So I wrote it down for ya... here it go..

Working title.... Working poem...(i.e. not done, poem or title)

"That dumb bitch stole my heart, smashed it on the ground, swept it up in a dustpan, and then had the nerve to send it to me C.O.D."

Sound like a new country song?? Dammit I knew I should have put somethin' about a truck in there!!!...Anyway...Needless to say, Not quite an appropriate title!!

So.... how about you suggest a new one? Maybe I'll like it...maybe I won't.

(And yeah...I know... it sounds like that new NIN CD)



I felt I gave You all the Love in My World......

It looks as though My past is here to stay...

Hiding in the crowd I'm all alone...

Colors all looked brighter when You were here...

Now all of them are so very unclear...

How could You just up and leave Me there?

Standing in the cold and all alone...

Where did You last see my heart?..

Oh wait!..It's like You ripped it apart...

Now it's up to Me to piece it back again...

I just really don't know where to start...

I felt I gave You all the Love in My world...

That wasn't enough...but yet You took it all...

So where are You now...that I can't even crawl...

I don't even think that I can even care...

I'm in Love with a Dream...

I know She just has to be out there...

I felt I gave You all the Love in My World......

(Just to let you know all bold words can and do stand for many different people and things.)
(I know it sounds sappy and all.... but I am kinda Sappy and Lame at times, just bein' me.)

I Bet You Think This Blog Is About You?

Your so Vain...
I bet you think these posts were about you.
Your so Vain...
You probably think this one is about you..
Don't you...Don't you...

Well...it's not.
I blame myself for everything I have done.
I used to be Vain...
Now I hate Vain people.

(One more thing completely off the subject... Why did Blaine try and kill Batman? I always hated Blaine. Did he have some unpaid parking tickets or something? I really can't remember? Batman kicked his fucking ass in the end though, didn't he? Blaine was a stupid piece of shit. Fucking insane in the membrane ass motherfuc#er. Trying to kill Bruce Wayne..em Batman. Batman showed his dumb ass though. Good Old Batman. Always kickin' them bad dudes asses in the end. Always...)

Stupidity Must Run in My Family

It seems as though the more stupid I become, the less stupid I seem. Stupidity is all relevent to your enviorment. I actually thought that maybe I was just a little important. Happy I am to know that I was not, it is a lot less responsibility not being so important as I thought I once was.
I have come to realize that I am just a means to an end. That however I am viewed by others is a direct result of what I can do for them, especially in my family. I feel great about it. I actually could care less if I am non-important. Looking back on how I have carried myself in the past, damn was I stupid. Doing everything I could for others just becouse I could. Helping other people through this journey called life, while all along some were just along for the ride saying what they knew would make me carry them just a little further. I carry no more worries of others on my back, let them make it on their own, I have.
No one really sees me for who I actually am, their view of me is a direct result of how stupid I have been towards them in the past. Who cares? Not me. I am fine just like I am. Let the people who cared less for me care about themselves now. I have enough to worry about on my own and I don't need to be so tied up in the feelings of people who really "Don't Give A Fuck" about me.
There are a few good people left in the world amd I would have liked to think I was one of them. Guess I was wrong becouse everyone else kind of abandoned me in my time of need.
So here I sit, pondering that great question all of us ask ourselves at times, "What's Next?" I really don't know or care but I am as ready as I will ever be or, for that matter, more ready than I ever was.

Vote... We Can have a Voice

So register to vote.

We as a people, collectively, without regard for, nationality, political party or religion, need to stand united for what we, as a whole, believe in. How can we get anywhere if we do not stand as one? "One day we shall all be one". How long until that "day" comes? None of us know for sure. We have to start somewhere. We can all contribute to the new history of America, by voting.

Do we need to be so divided when we all basically stand for the same goal, equality, for all Americans? Equality in health care and employment, abolishing job discrimination and discrimination in general, fair wages for all employees, these are all "American Dreams." What is your own "American Dream?"

If we can stand, together, against the atrocities commited here in these United States of America. Against the discrimination in all aspects of life, lack of healthcare for America's poor, non-equal pay for equal work, regardless of age or national background, we can win this battle. The result would be equality for every man, woman and child.... regardless of income, national origin, who your mother or father was or is, for that matter who You are.

Be strong, stand up for your legal rights as Americans, after all, we are all citizens of this beautifull country of ours.

We must vote into office the persons that we, collectivly, want to be in them. You won't have a voice if you don't vote. We must also voice our cause as a whole, not as a divided union. We must support those who speak our beliefs, whatever they may be. Support those who will be able to "do something" about it. You, as an individual, may not be able to say much but you can start by voting. We do have a voice. We just need to use it.

I apoligize for all the "bitchyness" of all my last postings. I have no right to bitch, lifes been allright' for me. Seeing how people in the poor regions of this country are treated, seeing those that have lost so much in the "Fight for Freedom". The families of those who served to protect our rights and paid the ultimate price. Those families who will have to care for those individuals who were wounded. Those families who lost so much in these recent national disasters, a lot of them losing everything. Shows me that I have a lot to be gratefull for. I am greatfull for all those at the forefront in the new cival rights movement that will unite us all, eventually. We can help all of "them", the people who need help the most, by voting.

I walked through some shit in my life, cleaned off my shoes, and I ain't gonna walk through the same shit again. But, that was about ME, this is about WE. Lets all do somethin'. "Let's Vote." Who is with me?

(I may have thrown in some old rap lyrics for those hardcore fans. See if you can find them.)

I won't listen to their words...

I won't look at the rocket launch...
Or the trophy wives of the Astronaughts..
And I won't listen to their words...
'cause I like...birds...
EEls(Daisies of the Galaxy)

I personally like... a nice blonde pale ale at times... or any nice girl.. em...beer... birds chirp too damn much....trophy wives... damn birds... Anyways...

I listened to a wide variety of music last night, my brothers and sista's, through all the ridicule and harassment I recieved in my outing certain "phrases" struck out at me. I thought of you, my constituants, and guessed that you may care to know. I have been wrong before but, before I cared, now I could care less. But wait, allow me to explain the demeanor of my posting.

Dark bodies floating in darkness...
No sign of light ever given...
I tried to touch the sun,
but the darkness burnt my eyes...
Fear Factory (Digimortal)

Didn't their mothers teach them not to look directly into the sun?... Again, I shall continue...

Now don't get me wrong, I do indeed care of my cohorts, followers, bretheren, for the lack of better words. I cared less for those who did indeed ridicule me, a fellow of good standing, a "shining star" on the billboard of life, a watcher of all, see-er of more. I could write a series of novels on how less I cared about them, the toliet bowl scum of the universe. They with their spoken flatulence of hate and envy. Yes, dare I say envy, of my "care-less" attitude towards their "jolly ridicule". Let them be, those who hate and dispise me, for they are the "mo fo's", instigators, intimidators, problem makers, playa' hatas'(I ain't even a playa, but I play the hata's like they should be played), golgothans, if ye will, of shite and hatred. Yes, believe it or not hate towards me, a great man, as some of you may know.

The Horsemen are drawing nearer...
They've come to take your life!!!!
Metallica (Kill em All)

Horsemen...drawing nearer...What the Fuck?!?...Metallica Rules!!!

In my quest for the "holy grail", Known to some as the meaning of life, I have came across many "golgothans". The best advice I can give you is to "boycott" them, by boycott I mean ignore. Do not feed their hatred with a reaction. Do not waste your hate on them, rather keep it for youself. Plant it in a garden and watch it grow. My "garden of hate" has grown into quite a large forrest, brothers and sisters, and it seems to get fed new saplings daily. (some more sappy than otha's)

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam...
Sunbeams are not made like me..

Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the Angels fly.
They go to a lake of fire and fry.

Underneath the bridge,
Top has sprung a leak
and the...
Animals I've trapped,
have all become my pets,
and I'm...
Livin' off of grass,
and the...
Drippins' from the ceiling,
Its Ok to eat fish,
cause they...
Don't have any feelings,
Something in the way,
yeah ...
move...
Nirvana


Kurt Kobain had a way with words. Let's just keep it at that.

"Maybe you should cut some of those damn trees down!!", you may say. But why?? They are now so tall and lovely. There are so many types that I could not bear to bring a chainsaw to nay a one of the trees, much less a sapling that has yet grown to it's full greatness. So thanks, but no thanks.

Dont take any wooden nickels when you sell your soul.
A Devil of a time awaits...
When the parties over...
Your on your own.
EEls (Dasies of the Galaxy)

I don't have any idea how that feels at all...really...none at all.

This may indeed be a larger posting than usual. May not make sense to anyone, but at least it made me laugh while writing it. That is what life is all about, laughter or the lack thereof. If "ya'll" remember anything about me remember this, at least he made me laugh, if not with him then at least at him. Damn I'm laughin' now. I could really care less either way. Laugh on if ya wanna. If you do then I am glad I had a little to do with it. Oh yeah and Fuck da hata's like they should be fucked...