one needtry to imagineone need1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
beg, steal or borrow
to fulfill every
need of tomorrow
some would call madness
this impossible task
still we are faced
with a question to ask
if our resources
are better saved
or is this us
is there truth
in what I say
there is only one need
the need of today
Just a NumberGo and join the ranks, fall in line,Just a Number5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
work is life, life is work,
work makes you free reads the sign.
But don't you stray from the crowd,
because no one will help,
when the guns get hot and loud.
Your only a number, nothing more,
so wear the uniform, like everyone else.
Animal SenateMonkeys fighting for the banana to be grown their way,Animal Senate1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fighting for things that will never change.
Donkeys, elephants and their owners are just as messy.
It's all a big zoo, just push their cage and watch them get edgy.
We fed them and they became spoiled.
But taking away that food induces turmoil
Because dead animals don't keep the circus running.
Sometimes, I think that's even worse than having nothing.
The ground they're playing on is so dirty.
Guess that's what happens when they're kept awake.
One flickering spotlight louder than parked cars and birds chirping.
Two more minutes until they're driven insane.
Thoughts In An Election YearWritten in 2008.Thoughts In An Election Year3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thoughts In An Election Year
May I offer a suggestion
While you're reaching for perfection?
You could use some extra protection
Against the corporate infection.
Start by asking questions.
Don't let them answer you with silence.
They have a history of violence.
Profit distorts their priorities.
We can't outspend these "authorities".
The precious metal, what is it really worth?
Though I am a mere spectator
My respect could not be greater
For the average corporate traitor
Who refuses to cater
To the demands of the greedy hater.
The approval we crave
Can, at it's worst, dig logic a grave.
You reach for a relic soaked in history
To take the pulse of what will be.
How long can you hold a moment?
Please excuse me while I observe
That the lies keep growing more absurd
And while I'm certain that you've already heard,
I must admit it weighs upon the nerves