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“Should I be reviled?”
He asked me, then smiled,
“For telling folks what they must know?”
His eyes had the glint
Of deceit, and a hint
Of arrogance, which made distrust grow.

When on my TV
This guy seemed to be
Professional and somewhat sincere
But here, face to face
There wasn’t a trace
Of kindness beneath the veneer

As is my way
I bid him “Good day.”
He said, “Can’t go until we agree.”
Then continued to glare
His petulant stare
I laughed and said “That’s news to me!”

Cosmology

Last night Mars stood beneath
The moon, his visage fierce
As though his sword had left the sheath
The blade poised to pierce—
Why do the otherworldly sort
Like to spar for sport?

Wishful

Occasionally I have no snafus
And think did my luck finally turn?
Two minutes later chaos ensues
You’d think by now I’d learn.

In Orbit

Venus was under the weather
And beneath the moon as well
But the glow when they’re together
Made it hard to tell

Mars was dimly lurking
Planning his next attack
The moon just kept on smirking
Its heart so cold and black.

Compound

The synthesis of conformity
Is when the vast majority
Seem anxious to deny
The right to question why.

Exult

When life’s nonstop
And you’re ready to drop
Here’s your choice:
You can flip or flop

Either sink with the drowned
Or reach solid ground
The buoyant rejoice
So let it resound.

Stimuli

The buzzz of a bee
The wooosh of a tree
The trilll of birds near
Will tickle my ear

Some red clouds at dawn
Green grass on the lawn
A brilliant blue sky
All capture my eye

The heat of the sun
A breeze softly spun
That tingles my skin
Can touch me within.

Going Places

The faker you are
The farther you go
You ask me how far?
I really don’t know

Such tripe is abhorred
By those who won’t heel
Existing ignored
In the land of the real

It may sound bizarre
But seems to be so
The faker you are
The farther you go.

Cooked

I know that one can’t pick and choose
But it seems my only good reviews
Are for the food I loathe to cook
Not my nonexistent book
But such has been my path thus far
A little hope, a lot of scar
Now tell me what you want to eat
So my life can be complete.

Inertia

How people lie
To get their way.
How people lie?
It’s tough to say.

How people cheat
So they can win.
How people cheat?
They bow to sin.

How people steal
To feed their lust.
How people steal?
When others trust.

How people learn
By being hurt.
How people learn?
With pride inert.

Quantify

How much regret can one feel in a day,
In week, or a life, when it won’t go away?
I never have measured, but all I can say:
even a shred is too much, okay?

Timbre

Be like a tree and grow
Stretch your limbs towards the sky
Grab all the light you can stow
For darkness is ever nearby

Remember to always stand strong
For those that need somewhere to lean
And let the wind whisper its song
Through you to fight the machine.

Break the Internet

Everybody wants to be somebody
I just wanna be me
I don’t have me too much money
Or an ivy league degree
I’m happy when the skies are sunny
As I just live and let be
Everybody wants to be somebody
I just wanna be me

Everyone is so obsessed
With who’s the worst and who’s the best
And how many likes they can generate
If only they could learn to care
When someone else feels deep despair
Then love would be the content they create.

Outlier

You watch your own decline
Like a downward trending line
And mutter Everything’s fine

While trying to restart
Desire in your heart
Before you’re off the chart.

Backstroke

When the person that should pull for you
Is constantly pushing you down
There isn’t much that you can do
But swim away before you drown.