Drop of Sanity

A single drop of water on my windshield was illumed
by early morning sunlight and a brilliant prism bloomed
the multicolored spectacle of vibrant promise loomed
which for the moment helped relieve the fear that we are doomed.

Killed Off

You can always adapt a role
but once the character's dead
you might as well dig a hole
and kiss respect goodbye
recalling fondly when instead
the script was cut and dry.

Brainwash Bop

In the days of my youth
there was beauty and truth
in the music they made
that's why it's still played

today it's all rote
with one single note:
how much will you buy
of this growing lie?

Gushing

The bolder sun
has now begun
to march across the creek
and soon will pelt
the icy belt
where it's innately weak
the wound will flow
with every blow
then roar as things get bleak.

Well?

It's good to love
and live the here and now
but when they shove
will you stand tall or bow?

Successful

My failure is most evident
to the least discerning eye
but still I feel somehow content
and I really don't know why

perhaps because I never rank
my joy upon the chart
of those who yank out every hank
to prove they have no heart.

Buying It

A crow was on the wire by the stop
sign where we turn each day to purchase smokes,
it perched there like a horror movie prop
as we continued cuddling our yokes;
we're tolerated if we just produce
and blindly go along like all the rest
but everything is filtered to reduce
the harshness of the toxins we ingest
which fosters the acceptance of their brand
a new improved behavioral device
provided in a handy dandy bag
that they expect to dominate the land
regardless of the ever rising price
does anybody want another drag?

Lifeline

You grasp every smile
as though it were rope
when drowning in vile
lies without hope

you cannot look past
what heaven supplies
a glimmer that's cast
in their loving eyes.

Humility

The need to be somebody
has ruined many a soul
they leave behind a bloody
trail of corpses as they roll
better a big nobody
than winding up in a hole.

Culmination

The omens are haunting if conscience is taunting foretelling a future ferociously daunting but most are so vapid they don't see the rapid approach of the suffering Satan finds sapid the risk with religion is being a pigeon (we all have misgivings, even a smidgen) but faith is specific and must be prolific to weather the judgment which will be horrific.

Stomp

The darkness is descending
and soon no one will see
the blackness that's contending
with hopes for what can be

how vulgar degradation
replaces wholesome trust
and love's alleviation
is trampled in the dust.

Double Take

Why's the world so damn intent
on ending that which we've been lent
a paradise where all can thrive
for decadence and detriment
and serving selfish sentiment
exhausting every resource to survive
but someday soon we may repent
when wondering where it all went.

Having a Heart

To me, it seems that it will know
when it is time for me to go
when that which I am here to do
is done and there is no more rue
for then at last I'll be at peace

I'm not sure how it may decide
I've failed at everything I've tried
and hopefully it's not the case
that all my unresolved disgrace
just simply causes it to cease.

Enabled

People make use
of any excuse
they feel will exonerate
their lack of will
so they can still
lie and procrastinate.

Suspended Animation

I feel like I am stuck between
my destiny and dull routine
but I don't get too much support
so my ambition's life is short
and thus I gander out this pane
where it's begun to snow again
a cartoon in a crystal cage
immobilized by this ice age.