Why is it that, a cuckoo
Is locked up in a clock
While lunatics with guns
Are left, to run amuck
WIZDUMBs BY JA 221

To give up on life
Would be a bereavement
But to live it, to the fullest
Would be, an achievement
WIZDUMBs BY JA 127

I stared out the window
My brain, completely disengaged
No thoughts, no emotions
But a war was being waged

I could not move or even think
Stood lifeless, as I gazed
But, inside my brain
This awful darkness blazed

Outside the window, light
It seemed so warm and pure
Still, inside my head
A madness did me lure

I could not raise my voice
Could not, say a word
That evil’s lock on me
Seemed to be assured

But then an angel’s voice
So sweetly to me said
Come with me my dear
And let us go to bed
BOEMS BY JA 583      
FOR MY WIFE

It’s not the essence
                                    of his speeches
That all this
                      uproar brought

But the ignorance
                                 of his words
Which he expressed
                          before he thought
WIZDUMBs BY JA 227

When sunshine hits my window
Its beams dispense their plume
Just like you, light up my heart
By entering the room
BOEMS BY JA 622

If you see
A poor old man
Sitting on the street

Then pick him up
Dust him off
And put him on his feet

But if he starts
To complain
By giving you some lip

Then sit his ***
Right back down
And don’t leave him a tip
WIZDUMBs BY JA 268

It’s not on “WHAT” you believe
That all your hopes, you should pin
But rather on those things
That you, “BELIEVE IN”

It’s like this, “WHAT” I believe
Is the chicken first, not the egg
But, I “BELIEVE IN” you
I know you’ll make the grade
WIZDUMBs BY JA 15

The only real true loser
As we can all surmise
Is one, who just complains
But never really tries
WIZDUMBs BY JA 17

Each day I ****, on a Whiskey bottle
As my life, also does **** on me
My worth on earth, about as much
As my **** is, to the sea

Inside this swashing jug, a raging sea
Sets me adrift, atop a cresting wave
Then pulls me under to such depths
That my soul, I can no longer save

With each gulp, I stir the bowels
Arouse the sediment and silt
And as it settles, I hope it hides
Or at least, obscures my gilt

Every mouthful, flays my throat
Like waves, they break into the rocks
Smashing, spraying, then dissipating
Where the Devil stands and mocks

I drink until, my mind goes blank
Then plunge into the floor
At last, a drunken blissful peace
Until I wake, once more

So as I lay here, on this deck
Inebriated, dying in this flask
I think of you and what we had
If forgiveness, I could only ask
BOEMS BY JA 614

If
There is life after death
I
Will gladly take
My
Last breathe
But
If it’s going to be
Just
Suffering and pain
From
Which only
The
Devil will gain
Then
I’ll accept on earth
What
I have wrought
And
By all my peers
Just
Be forgot
For
There is no use
In
Going on
If
There will not
Be
Some fun
WIZDUMBs BY JA 691