I am not the sham of slam I am not the crap of rap I am not art grant speakism And I'll never be any of that I am but a simple man With my blood and tears and sweat I don't compromise with seductive lies And I'm not too impressed with threats Give me truth and honesty Don't run it by slick and fast Face to face grace to grace Show me that love that'll last Neils 7:21 pm 10/26/2004
Let us gather our back packs and tools Let us hone our intelligence and skills Let us not be the useful idiot fools That as they lay in their beds are killed Let us rise up with the sun Let us stalk the night with the moon Let us our good works get done For soon we will be singing the Swords bloody tune Neils 4:53 am 06/15/2011
At the farm
There in the quiet of the evening
Beneath an Oklahoma sky
There was a moment of peace
And Relaxation between you and I
The geese were overhead
The goats were on the ground
The fire was the fire with
All it's light and crackling sounds
We were drinking coffee
And plotting to take over the world
But somehow got distracted
And started talkin about the girls
Neils
11:08 am
04/272010
posted by neilsthepoet @ 10:32 PM
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