neilsthepoet blog: January 2006

Friday, January 27, 2006



Oh you are so tough
All you are is talk
You ain't about nuthin
Especially walkin the walk

God you're a cry baby
You need to get a pair
You know damn well
You're not about bein fair

You got to wrangle and angle
You need a spiritual crutch
Only a break down clown would
Whine about being put upon so much

Is this all you've got
Is this really your very best
This lousy step and fetch it act
About constantly being oppressed

Grow up and face the truth
You get what you put out
Everybody's got their troubles
Everybody's got their fears and doubt


You don't get a hall pass
You don't get a free ride
Man you need to get some class
And quit hidin behind your pride

Because values only count
As much as we dare to live
And there's only as much understanding
As each of us dare to give

12:15 am
transcribed this time
11:47 am

Sunday, January 22, 2006

I know

I know
I’ll be everything
That’ll….solve it

I’ll be your peace maker and killer
I’ll be your hero and villain too
I’ll be the lover you’ve always wanted
But not have any idea what to do

I’ll be your famine and feast
The rain water and the drought
The maximum in self confidence
That aching nagging doubt

I’ll be the horror in your nightmares
The savior in your dreams
That quiet house on the side of the road
The master of every extreme

I’ll be your diplomat and warrior
I’ll be your suffering and pain
The psychiatrist who truly cares
But declares himself insane

I’ll be your writer and reader
I’ll be your knife and sheath
The hurricane that pounds the coast
That one small trembling leaf

I’ll be your mountain and sky
A breath taking expanded view
Or the humbleness of small rocks
If only to be at the feet of you

I’ll be what I have to be
I’ll fit in with everything
Or the only one in the choir
Who refuses to fake what he sings

I’ll be the soil for your flower
The encourager of the truth
The destroyer of all your enemies
The tornado that tears off their roof

about 1995
transcribed this time
11:58 am