Lonesome Ranger
I'm traveling in this beat up pick up truck.
The back seat door doesn't even open up.
Each and every day I have no clue where I'm going.
But still I'm on my way.
To new air, new places, new faces.
How do you do stranger?
I feel like the lonesome ranger.
Working along the highway all day.
People driving by saying all kinds of things.
Asking the occasional amonish and farmer for one or two favors.
A place to park the trucks, a place to get up and start.
One, Two, Three, and it's ready set go.
I'm traveling in this beat up pick up truck.
The back seat door doesn't even open up.
Each and every day I have no clue where I'm going.
But still I'm on my way.
To new air, new places, no faces.
How do you do stranger?
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Dark Creatures
I'm calling to you
The creatures of the deep.
The creatures of the dark.
A creation of an ark.
Riding out the storm.
With only you as company.
The powerless feeling.
Watching all my friends and family drown.
Am I'm not able to save them.
One by one they disappear into the expansive blue ocean.
The doctor tells me it was only a dream.
But I know a nightmare when I have one.
Screaming out in the middle of the night.
Where is the shining light.
The heavenly delight.
Isn't that the way I'm suppose to feel?
I'm calling to you
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You Are My Faith
You have brought me here.
No time for fear, courage out of control.
Take on the world with nothing lining my pockets.
Living the life of a poor man.
Just scraping by looking for the better life.
The American dream.
And theirs millions of us so it seems.
And i know if i find it i must share it.
Will you do the same?
Will you stop the selfish claims?
What is yours is mine and mine yours.
You've taught me so much in so little time.
It reminds me of ours past.
Fast forward then rewind.
Dreams i thought to be dashed, by broken promises made so long ago.
I'm not that lawyer dressed in that fancy suit.
I don't own that castle.
But that was made without understanding, of things so simple yet very complex.
I was just a kid watching my mom struggle.
I needed something to hold onto as i do now.
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The Ghost Of Pain
Take your given credit and just shove it.
I'm sorry but that's murder with a pen my friend.
Like spilling a cup of coffee on a brand new page.
But that doesn't happen to often this day and age.
Instead it is all written through electronic foot prints.
Strokes of keys to infinity.
Claiming ownership of anything and everything.
A profit must be made.
If your the second to come up with it.
It is just too bad.
Their will be a wall you can't get past.
You crack the code and there will cuffs on the other end.
The hanging will happen without your notice.
An imagination pumping them out so fast.
Lets see if some of these monkeys are up for the task.
The thought process itself they will soon have.
A craving for a world full of slaves.
Naked and labouring among one another under one man.
Above them hangs a guillotine just waiting.
He will keeps the heads as his trophy to remind anyone who would even try and dare undermined his rule how they would die.
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The Struggle
The struggle.
Just to keep warm.
The back breaking work.
Just to keep a roof over my head.
The minimum wage slave.
Or get locked in a cage.
With choices so grim.
Sometimes one must think outside the box.
A trade illegal by any other means.
But when comes to necessities.
It goes right out the window.
With the knowledge and know how.
We would all do something of which we shouldn't be proud.
What the courts say isn't what you believe.
With money it can be bought, but your conscience can not.
Guilt never goes away, it just sits their an rots.
Becomes a poisonous apple inside you.
The struggle.
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The Competition Is To Live(Are You In?)
The complexities of living the simple life.
I guess no one ever said it going to be that easy, or that dreamy.
Would you like some sugar on the top?
The hard road taken.
Skin bleeding and bones breaking.
A sound that you can always forget.
Except when I mention it.
Pain sustained through the ages.
Still in all the years it hasn't changed.
Many methods of torture.
The body fully explored, and still their is still only more.
A scream into the mind.
Can you hear it?
It is letting know you are still alive.
For the moment you have survived.
In a death defying leap talk is cheap.
Mistakes create the causalities of this war.
Where everybody is against you.
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Self Sufficient
This is going to be rough.
Think you have it tough?
You are not even close enough to feel the fire.
Down to the wire.
Attempting to reclaim my spire.
Twist and turn all the way up the latter.
Please don't spit and sputter.
Out of breath and just so far to go.
I just don't know if I'll make it to the other side.
But I still have to try.
It's not as if I'm afraid die.
It's not as if I need to know.
A failure to succeed is a common breed.
Biologically screwed.
A government who needs to be sued.
A society who needs to get a clue.
What the hell is wrong with all of you.
Crying over luxury's you once had.
Your still alive be happy.
Or get angry.
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The Rocking Of A Cradle
I honestly wish my portrayals were always happy.
But as history show us.
That just can not be.
Some despise me for it.
Others dismiss it as being from a nut who knows of nothing.
As if truth was something evil I was just spewing from my mouth.
As the a fire flows its own way in a dance that is always different.
Still heat comes from it, just in a different direction.
It will continue with out any delay.
Some will be warm while others will be cold.
Some will die young while others will die old.
Fairness is not divided into portions of gold.
It is not something that can be just bought and sold.
The equals sign is hard to come by in life.
So many unknown variables, that the equation is almost always unsolvable,
The search continues on as I continue to ramble on.
Sometime the fruits on many years of labor are acquired.
But usually the these fruits are small in comparison to work it took to produce them.
We are but plowing the field, planting the seed, and tending to the hope that something will grow.
A uncertainty is but life from the foundation up.
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From Son To Father
Another past is gone.
Another breaking dawn.
Lifted even higher.
With all my heart I desire.
Inspired by generosity of a newly founded friend.
I know I will have him till the very end.
A person in which I can always depend.
Upon throwing my coins in the well I couldn't wish for anything better.
Accommodations in this letter are to you.
You have been like the father I've never had.
It is kinda sad.
Never before have I ever had a teacher teach me.
Not in this way.
Living my life with no guidance.
And now I have that mentor.
With the lords grace I embrace in everything I've been given with the utmost joy and happiness.
So much so, that the tears flow down my cheek.
Emphysema will take your life eventually.
And the thoughts of this bring so much sadness.
But in all matters of life and death we are still powerless.
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What Sits Before Me
Fighting just to breath.
Fighting just to see.
Fighting just to be.
Through these clouds.
A divided shroud.
And my heart pounds.
So scared of what it'll take to be free.
A unpredictable destiny.
With fortunes at the hands of no one.
A unmeasurable mercy.
I'm begging you please.
I'm tired of being stuck in the middle of the angels killing fields.
And I can do nothing to stop it.
A topic I just can't drop.
Fighting just to breath.
Fighting just to see.
Fighting just to be.
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