(Davy's room Micky follows Davy in)
Davy: Get out
Micky: I think you have something you want to talk about.
Davy: Like what?
Micky: Whatever it is that makes you miss Valleri, if you had a strong liking toward her why did you tell her to leave?
Davy: I don't like her. She represents everything that's holding me back
Micky: Your horniness?
Davy: No what's holding me back in the band. Fame means more to me than being in a band, until my mind woke up. Mike was right companionship and music matters. Sex isn't companionship if it's all about self-gratification....
Micky: (breaking fourth wall) Wow now we are trying to make a PG-13 family film.
Davy: Grow up no one under 30 even remembers us. Anyway if I try to break solo and get one night stands who is going to be there to recollect the good times when we are all 30.
Micky: Peter, Mike and me are all 30, Peter is 33 and Mike is 32 actually.
Davy: Yes I know but that's what I'm talking about, I need to get serious about the band but I also need a serious girlfriend.
Micky: Like a wife?
Davy: Yes, by the way how come you and Carole aren't married?
Micky: Besides the fact I can't afford to take care of her, a fear of becoming like Mike, so swallowed up by ambition he can't enjoy what he's already achieved. Marriage drives him to prove himself and I could never do that. (Song; Someday Man)
Some people always complain that their life is too short so they hurry it
along
Their worries drive them insane but they still go along for the ride
As for me
I have all the time in the world
I was born
A someday man
I'm a maybe child
I was born
A someday man
I was always wild
Tomorrow's a new day, baby
Anything can happen
Anything can happen at all
Some folks are working for reasons and waiting for answers they're never
gonna find
They keep on searching for pleasures and looking for what they can't see
But for me
Life can be a sweet holiday
I was born
A someday man
I'm a maybe child
I was born
A someday man
I was always wild
Tomorrow's a new day, baby
Anything can happen
Anything can happen at all
I was born
A someday man
I'm a maybe child
I was born
A someday man
I was always wild
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Poetry Post 88
Bigots II
Peter said "for a certainty God is not partial"
Also His Gospel is not martial
God sees equal as fair
Joint benefactors and heir
Whether man or woman
There is no ban
Whether Jew or Greek
God loves the meek
Whether slave or free
God looks at you with equality
Despite your selfish pride; the Negro, Woman and Jew
Are all equal to you
(for clarification I use the term Negro for rhythmic fitting and use it as a term of righteous pride as Martin Luther King used it not in the aforementioned selfish pride of a racist also I used Biblical passages from Acts 10 and Galatians 3)
Trickle Up Theory
Poor man works for a cheap government job
A fireman, teacher, librarian whatever just another working class slob
Goes in overdrive and over in debt
To let his children have what they want to get
For his daughters Gucci, Starbucks and Versace
Just to keep in fad and be the neighborhood hottie
And when the sons have some money to burn
It's music, movies and porn
The money disappears like evaporation
Rising back to some dog eat dog corporation
That won't buy anything from a local store or diner
They pay a slave owning top of the line fashion designer
And the rich sell more for more and buy more for less
Keeping the poor in distress
Intellectual Wisdom
The status quo
Is the intellect's foe
The more you ask the more you know
Don't let ignorance grow
Rules help us monitor and regulate
But first we must go investigate
See if we're planting seeds of love or of hate
Before it's too late
Caesar's things to Caesar but first God's things to God
Let He who's perfect use the rod
Judge and you shall be judged
Learn to love let go of your grudge
Peter said "for a certainty God is not partial"
Also His Gospel is not martial
God sees equal as fair
Joint benefactors and heir
Whether man or woman
There is no ban
Whether Jew or Greek
God loves the meek
Whether slave or free
God looks at you with equality
Despite your selfish pride; the Negro, Woman and Jew
Are all equal to you
(for clarification I use the term Negro for rhythmic fitting and use it as a term of righteous pride as Martin Luther King used it not in the aforementioned selfish pride of a racist also I used Biblical passages from Acts 10 and Galatians 3)
Trickle Up Theory
Poor man works for a cheap government job
A fireman, teacher, librarian whatever just another working class slob
Goes in overdrive and over in debt
To let his children have what they want to get
For his daughters Gucci, Starbucks and Versace
Just to keep in fad and be the neighborhood hottie
And when the sons have some money to burn
It's music, movies and porn
The money disappears like evaporation
Rising back to some dog eat dog corporation
That won't buy anything from a local store or diner
They pay a slave owning top of the line fashion designer
And the rich sell more for more and buy more for less
Keeping the poor in distress
Intellectual Wisdom
The status quo
Is the intellect's foe
The more you ask the more you know
Don't let ignorance grow
Rules help us monitor and regulate
But first we must go investigate
See if we're planting seeds of love or of hate
Before it's too late
Caesar's things to Caesar but first God's things to God
Let He who's perfect use the rod
Judge and you shall be judged
Learn to love let go of your grudge
Poetry Post 87
My Thoughts
I come with no casual indifference
I come with no political preference
I claim no creed except truth
And facts determined by proof
Each man's right to exist
Is an ideal that must persist
Only He that divinely make thee
Can take thee
It is not for man to choose
Which life to lose
Treat your fellowman as the better man
Help each one as tragedy demands
We are all of the same Divine Origin and Salvation
Our neighbors aren't divided by nation
Come to each one's assistance
Help each one with undying persistence
Preserve the wonders of the Earth
Hold it sacred for all its worth
From its ground do not employ
Machines built that they can destroy
All the Earth of all its existence
Because all we have is this one chance
We are all given a mouth to preach
So shall we may never censor speech
Because of the diverse thoughts of diverse minds
Censorship comes in two kinds
Obsolete
Or complete
Seeing Hearts
When I look into your timid tender eyes
I see no need for a disguise
One vulnerable but welcoming grin
And I know I've been let in
The sincere interest I see in your face
And the loving attention of your embrace
Let me know I'm not mislead
With love the message is sent and read
Guilt Chains
I have no inhibition
I've lost my fiery ambition
I can't live on a good intention
Immobile but on a mission
If you can't walk what good is the vision
I'm a failure of a good decision
Now that the spirit is dead in me
I'm sponging off another's hospitality
And the guilt chains are the hardest to break free
I come with no casual indifference
I come with no political preference
I claim no creed except truth
And facts determined by proof
Each man's right to exist
Is an ideal that must persist
Only He that divinely make thee
Can take thee
It is not for man to choose
Which life to lose
Treat your fellowman as the better man
Help each one as tragedy demands
We are all of the same Divine Origin and Salvation
Our neighbors aren't divided by nation
Come to each one's assistance
Help each one with undying persistence
Preserve the wonders of the Earth
Hold it sacred for all its worth
From its ground do not employ
Machines built that they can destroy
All the Earth of all its existence
Because all we have is this one chance
We are all given a mouth to preach
So shall we may never censor speech
Because of the diverse thoughts of diverse minds
Censorship comes in two kinds
Obsolete
Or complete
Seeing Hearts
When I look into your timid tender eyes
I see no need for a disguise
One vulnerable but welcoming grin
And I know I've been let in
The sincere interest I see in your face
And the loving attention of your embrace
Let me know I'm not mislead
With love the message is sent and read
Guilt Chains
I have no inhibition
I've lost my fiery ambition
I can't live on a good intention
Immobile but on a mission
If you can't walk what good is the vision
I'm a failure of a good decision
Now that the spirit is dead in me
I'm sponging off another's hospitality
And the guilt chains are the hardest to break free
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Poetry Post 86
Mutual Lovers
I want a woman with marriage on her mind
But in this day and age it's getting hard to find
People just want to move ahead and leave their lovers behind
But solitude and independence wasn't meant for mankind
All our lives we find no man is an island
So mother to wife, father to husband
We all need someone to hold hand in hand
It's our mutual pleasure and our mutual command
Pollution Of Sin
Adam and Eve stole from Mother Earth
And didn't value what its worth
It seems like a high price took affect
From a little cause and effect
But there's no escaping our dire plight
If we can't turn wrong back into right
But we can't change time and space
Marking certain doom for our race
So our sins just accumulate
Faster than the pollution can disseminate
We need a new Force, a new Energy
With ever increasing urgency
Poverty Struck
Billions are poverty struck
Left out of luck
Cause the rich won't give a buck
So those billions are poverty stuck
I want a woman with marriage on her mind
But in this day and age it's getting hard to find
People just want to move ahead and leave their lovers behind
But solitude and independence wasn't meant for mankind
All our lives we find no man is an island
So mother to wife, father to husband
We all need someone to hold hand in hand
It's our mutual pleasure and our mutual command
Pollution Of Sin
Adam and Eve stole from Mother Earth
And didn't value what its worth
It seems like a high price took affect
From a little cause and effect
But there's no escaping our dire plight
If we can't turn wrong back into right
But we can't change time and space
Marking certain doom for our race
So our sins just accumulate
Faster than the pollution can disseminate
We need a new Force, a new Energy
With ever increasing urgency
Poverty Struck
Billions are poverty struck
Left out of luck
Cause the rich won't give a buck
So those billions are poverty stuck
Poetry Post 85
Disappointing Father
You look at me finding disappointment in what you see
I look at you but am blinded by the hypocrisy
A true father looks at his offspring as a treasure
Not something to be put against a measure
Not something graded
Then degraded
You are distant to the emotions you once have shown
You felt like me before you were grown
You thought your father had no affection
Always looking for defection
Now you're cold and hard like an island
Complaining about the seas but the shore is at your brutal command
You have the power you despised your father for
But controlling me you're always wishing for more
In your loving friendship I saw you as kindly and wise
But now as my father I'm trying to hold back my despise
The Path I've Taken
I stand alone at a dead end
The path I took I cannot amend
Either way the path I took I wouldn't forsaken
For the path I took was worth the taking
But no matter how fine a road you pick there will always be fears
There will be prices to pay in tears
But perseverance in righteousness and meekness shall secure
Your ability to endure
Failure
I have lost my nerve
Passing life's tests on a curve
I am not any better than I was before
There is no use in trying anymore
I am a failure and a fake
The only good I do is for my own sake
I have dozens of problems I can do nothing about
I can't ask for help when I don't give any out
You look at me finding disappointment in what you see
I look at you but am blinded by the hypocrisy
A true father looks at his offspring as a treasure
Not something to be put against a measure
Not something graded
Then degraded
You are distant to the emotions you once have shown
You felt like me before you were grown
You thought your father had no affection
Always looking for defection
Now you're cold and hard like an island
Complaining about the seas but the shore is at your brutal command
You have the power you despised your father for
But controlling me you're always wishing for more
In your loving friendship I saw you as kindly and wise
But now as my father I'm trying to hold back my despise
The Path I've Taken
I stand alone at a dead end
The path I took I cannot amend
Either way the path I took I wouldn't forsaken
For the path I took was worth the taking
But no matter how fine a road you pick there will always be fears
There will be prices to pay in tears
But perseverance in righteousness and meekness shall secure
Your ability to endure
Failure
I have lost my nerve
Passing life's tests on a curve
I am not any better than I was before
There is no use in trying anymore
I am a failure and a fake
The only good I do is for my own sake
I have dozens of problems I can do nothing about
I can't ask for help when I don't give any out
Poetry Post 84
Trapped Childhood IV
Sitting alone amongst an immense crowd
No one will listen though I scream so loud
I'm still stuck in my trapped childhood
I can't leave it for something good
I am stuck this way until I am finally grown
Then I'll find my mate and I won't be sad and alone
But for now I'm still stuck in isolation
And still no friend in all creation
I am stuck with all my depression
To wander in my isolation
To walk and think only about the sadness
But I still hope this will become gladness
Trapped Forever II
I've tried to break out of my misery
With every ounce of my courage I tried to break free
But I cannot escape my depression
Or am able to leave my isolation
I live alone inside my one man room
Surrounded by my own inner gloom
I wonder how I will cope
With just a thread left of hope
Trapped Forever III
As I start to see my end
I see my old friend
His carefree style brings me a sense of relief
He has made joy where once there was grief
It looks like I will always have you
For some one I can always talk to
So feel welcome here my old friend
Just don't leave me again
Sitting alone amongst an immense crowd
No one will listen though I scream so loud
I'm still stuck in my trapped childhood
I can't leave it for something good
I am stuck this way until I am finally grown
Then I'll find my mate and I won't be sad and alone
But for now I'm still stuck in isolation
And still no friend in all creation
I am stuck with all my depression
To wander in my isolation
To walk and think only about the sadness
But I still hope this will become gladness
Trapped Forever II
I've tried to break out of my misery
With every ounce of my courage I tried to break free
But I cannot escape my depression
Or am able to leave my isolation
I live alone inside my one man room
Surrounded by my own inner gloom
I wonder how I will cope
With just a thread left of hope
Trapped Forever III
As I start to see my end
I see my old friend
His carefree style brings me a sense of relief
He has made joy where once there was grief
It looks like I will always have you
For some one I can always talk to
So feel welcome here my old friend
Just don't leave me again
Poetry Post 83
Flower Beds
As I gently lay my head
Upon the flower bed
The world starts to disappear
And God's peace comes near
With the grass' soft feeling
As my pain starts healing
With the flowers cologne
Giving a joy I had never known
And ever so quietly
Comes a robin's symphony
To calm your heart
As the sun paints its art
Without a sense at waste
You can even taste
Any bush's berry
Or any apple from any tree
Homeland Security
Everybody's worried about the sign of the times
But looking out my window I don't have to worry about the crimes
Life is never quites as hard
When your life is in your backyard
It's easy to feel safe
When you're keeping the faith
When you are where you can be free
You feel an abundance of security
My Bike Ride
Riding along this bike trail
Going past the beauty without cease
The fresh oxygen is all I smell
Riding my bike along with peace
My bike ride goes along the track
This is my best time ever
Now I must go back
Now back home to stay forever
As I gently lay my head
Upon the flower bed
The world starts to disappear
And God's peace comes near
With the grass' soft feeling
As my pain starts healing
With the flowers cologne
Giving a joy I had never known
And ever so quietly
Comes a robin's symphony
To calm your heart
As the sun paints its art
Without a sense at waste
You can even taste
Any bush's berry
Or any apple from any tree
Homeland Security
Everybody's worried about the sign of the times
But looking out my window I don't have to worry about the crimes
Life is never quites as hard
When your life is in your backyard
It's easy to feel safe
When you're keeping the faith
When you are where you can be free
You feel an abundance of security
My Bike Ride
Riding along this bike trail
Going past the beauty without cease
The fresh oxygen is all I smell
Riding my bike along with peace
My bike ride goes along the track
This is my best time ever
Now I must go back
Now back home to stay forever
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