many miles of life
etched in our faces
smiles and frowns
they all have traces
thinking of things that make me smile
and sometimes thinking some sad...
the people,
 the places,
 the times that pass....
cherished
foolish
some that I consider bad...
some I wished coud have lasted...
an eternity...
not  a flash...
in the pan......
there is no way of knowing
when and how......
to grasp.

Status Quo

a conversation between friends

middle class dreams
slippin' and sliding
impress me with art
spice up your life
gamble and be
what you
want to be
walkin' in the right door
at that moment
or the wrong
trying the radical
wounded and broke
nothing here
the last person
the past
filled with pleasuressss
excuses and blame
a fried con artist
using and used
putting a spin on the big
promise
we all still have our
body
ruled by the same
demons
the rich exploit
the mobsters and gangsters
losing faith the moment
you opened your eyes
at birth
the beginning of
some very funny stories
middle class promises
jump into a pool
on a hot summer's day
dive in
breath deep
go to sleep
all the little
sweet sheep....................................

the way things are...

Status Quo

Status quo...it's got to go
makes some men feel low

that status quo
makes everything slow
like
some things won't grow
and saying no
before a go
feels like a blow
too much control

  that status quo

the state of things, the way things are
as opposed to the way that they could be
the exsisting state affairs
seem unfair
to me!

Divided world

confused world reading...pulling from a deck of 78 cards, the Devil, twice.  Believing now that there was no mistake, as it was served it up both ways. Now is the time to believe that the world is full with hope of the realization of our reality.  Also I see no good from many souls...and now who shall win?