Mystery Meat

You'll find it sometimes
in what you eat.
What it is, you might ask?
It's Mystery Meat!
Smells kinda weird,
and looks just like ****.
I don't want a dollop.
No, not even a scoop.
I don't even want it in Mystery Soup.

Mia Mine.
You are as sweet as wine.
I'll search until I find
my Mia Valentine.
Once we were kids
and all we knew was bliss.
Again to share a kiss,
with Mia Mine I miss.
I promise this;
though perilous,
I'll always persist.
I'll give you happiness again.

I am yours.
I'll follow for
all eternity,
to bring you back to me.
I would die
one-hundred million times.
It's ever not for I,
but all for Mia Mine.

We're for all time entwined.
Mia Mine.
For my heart it aches inside,
without you in my life.
Mia Mine.
You're the light that makes
this shine.
Without you, I'm lost.
I'm blind.
Mia Mine.
You are as sweet as wine.
I'll search until I find
my Mia Valentine.

Forever and ever
and ever and ever,
no matter what keeps us apart.
Where ever, which ever
road I take, never
will you ever be
out of my heart.

Lost my garden.
I don't know when.
Found myself
in this pit again.
Monsters eating at my mind,
'till scattered thoughts
are left behind.
Shadows sinking in their teeth.
My darkest thoughts
all stir beneath.
Gotta get these demons
outta my head.
Put 'em on paper.
Put 'em in pen.
That's my zen.

You said, "On the double!"
But I got in trouble,
because I did not get there in time.
Now I'm in my bubble.
In time-out I mumble,
"Someone pinched me,
so I started to wine."

Wasting away again in time-out until,
I've learned my lesson,
I forgot what about.
I tell mom and dad that there's
sister to blame!
But they say "No!"
That it's my own fault.

I want Lemonade.  Fresh squeezed Lemonade.
I don't want Minute Maid!
I only want real Lemonade!
Oh sweet Lemonade, I'll sit right here and serenade!
And sing songs all day of Lemonade.
Only songs of Lemonade!
And one day I might even trade
this song for fresh squeezed Lemonade.
There'll even be a big parade,
for the ice cold drink I always crave!
The sour sweet kick in the cooling shade.
I only want real Lemonade.
I don't want soda.  I don't want tea.
I only want my very own grown up tall lemon tree.

'Round down town it seeps into your heads.
Speeds up all your thoughts,
the demons all get fed!
And down, down down
as the curtain, it descends!
You see the clock countin down,
and the clowns all laughin.

See this show, the puppeteer is grand!
Watch them dance
by the flicking of his hand.
And drown, drown drown
drown yourself in the laughter!
And come and hear the songs
of the Mighty Puppet Master!

I left my wallet at home!
Oh No!
I left my wallet at home!
The meal is almost done,
and so,
any second will come the bill!
For real!  Uh-Oh!
I left my wallet at home!
The waiter doesn't seem impressed.
He's suddenly very annoyed.
"You left your wallet at home?" he asks.
"Then consider yourself employed."

Shadows reflected, fading into the glass.
To show what awaits us.  To reveal what has passed.
Salvage your soul, depart from your quest.
I shall detain you and you may find rest.
Distorted illusions.  Confusions and doubt.
The light once shown brightly, now suddenly out.
As the clouds roll ahead.  An unstoppable storm.
For the truth in the darkness is the truest in form.

Dark and heavy,
You make it lighter.
Cold and empty,
You are my fire.
Life is heartache,
You are laughter.
You forever,
My ever after.

Light that falls like dust.
Blown into particles of brilliant colors,
to show the beating of our booming hearts.
Like magic they sprinkle the world
with beauty and hope.
It's as if for one night the stars themselves
bring forth the wonders of our universe for
  only a few passing moments.
I stare at them as they burn their mark of memory,
and ponder the irony.
That something so virtuous could be used
  so violently.
That greed, distrust, and continuous fuss,
could one day leave this world in a crater of dust.
Danger!   Keep out of hands of children.
Yet children we are.  All of us.

War serves a selfish desire to conquer,
or a righteous cause to defend.
For what good is blood spilt to gain more,
while blood is poured out to keep what's sacred?
War is sadness at its saddest.
With utter madness built up with complete hatred,
blinded from the differences of our kin.
History repeats itself again.

Anger eats the heart, blinds the mind,
Kills the soul, dulls our shine.
Founded from the dust of the ground,
our echoes' never are silenced.
Our minds can never be sound in hate.
We know we are slaves, for release we await..
Dealing with this grief that we bury,
Chained to the coffins we carry.
Voilence seems the only road.
War's the only way to change this world..
or so we've been told.
We like to think we're knocking on Heaven's Door,
but sadly I can see that we're not anymore..
Keeping our hopes impailed..
Hammering down our nails.
There's a light at the end of the long dark run.
A fire that's been since it all begun.
He made the worlds and stars,
with Love,
so hate is ours.

While love exists with hate, love cannot be at peace.
While hate exists with love, hate cannot be absolute.

Peter Pan.
They say you can't fly off your feet.
To grab a ticket and take a seat.
That we are not in Neverland.
But to them, Magic is just anything
that can be displayed on a screen.
They've forgotten everything.
We are not in Neverland.
I imagine once when I met my shadow,
I chased it endlessly.
Never to think that shadow
had always been sewn to me.

The scene opens with a single snowflake falling onto the top of a large sturdy tree.  The vast open valley spreads far and wide, as this beautiful tree stands on a hill next to a soft and quiet stream.  Surrounding its trunk and ground digging roots are twelve little saplings.  They sit next to their mother, as if listening to one of her tales of long ago,
of years long gone by of an earlier snow.

The snowflake just settles on a leaf at her top,
and followed by more so gently they drop.
There's an old house not far 'cross the stream's other side,
filled with music and lights and sweet fragrance inside.
The voices are carried with carols of joy.
As momma tells to her children of their history.
A seedling like them a long time ago,
loved and enriched, nourished to grow.
She told of the tales of their home's Christmas Tree,
on a hill where she stood.  Part of one big family.

"Momma, tell us that story again.
We'd love to hear it forever.
Cause truly this story, it hasn't an end,
'long as we remember eachother."

The Universe is constantly expanding.
We are here, in one spot, and they say that we've only
observed but 5% of all that's out there.
Planets to be discovered, wonders to be seen.
The Milky Way itself is a beauty more than dreams.
But what lies beyond the seams, of this magnificent night,
that goes on through days, passed the sun moon star light.
There at the end, who stands there all knowing,
loving and watching this Universe growing.

It's how I escape.
It's like a rollercoaster ride
that doesn't stop.
It's been getting higher.
It's getting ready to drop.
Now I'm stuck and I'm sittin,
I can only wait.
There's no escaping from escaping,
so just embrace the mistake.

The Water's been polluted and the Fire is high.
The Earth has been consumed and the Spirit is nigh.
The Temple Door is open, but no one is there,
with the source of Living Water with no one to share.
They'll say that the building is the only place,
to get a glimpse of perfection from the Ghost of His Face.
But the Truth of the matter is not easy to grasp,
with the Hissing of Lies like a Poisonous Asp.

Insanity and Vanity, every day.
For just a Whisper of Truth is all we can pray.

"Walk into the Desert, get closer to Me,
I'm not in a building if that's what you believe.
Sheltered in division is not what I will.
The First True Word was said atop of a Hill."

You're my kinda friend.
My kinda pal.
We've both been through suffering.
We've both been through hell.
We'll always have eachother,
now ain't that a fact.
I got yours if you got my back.

Her name, it starts with A
and N D I and E.
It's my favorite word to say,
it sounds like CANDY.
And L O V and E,
it sounds so lovely.
But it's nothing quite like A
and N D I and E.

Beware of the Spider who crawls in your hair.
Better shave yourself bald 'till nothin is there.
Be scared of the Spider who creeps in your head.
He's there right beside you as you sleep in your bed.
He sneaks in your socks, he'll hop in your shoes.
He hides in the mops, and waits in the brooms.
So goodnight my friend, and sleep tight as you can.
You might just wake up with him in your hand.

The lady and the ladle,
if she sees you waste your food,
she'll raise her ladle way up high,
and then chase after you.
That lady with that ladle.
No don't you turn your back.
She'll creep right up behind you,
whenever you sneak a snack -
and WHACK!!
You'd almost think it's fatal,
that wooden spoon with stained tomato.
"Eat that at the table!"
yells the lady with the ladle.

Monday ****.  In the pits.  Weekends gone.
Now I've got this list of **** I've gotta fix.
Job *****.  Makin bucks.  Still I'm broke.
What the **** is this.
What a *****.  Boss is ******.  Speeding tickets up the ***.
I'm ****** late!  Gotta roll!  Cite that **** and let me go!  Hit the gas,
gotta get there quick!
Don't cut me off you ****** *****!
Get to work.  *** gets chewed.
Boss don't like my attitude.
Office **** don't like my lip.
"Open up your mouth and **** my ****!"
Sometimes I wish I said that ****.

If Santa Claus snuck up on you,
would you be ready?
Don't look so haughty,
cause if you get caught bein naughty
Santa's gonna get you good, buddy.
Better shorten that list sonny.
He ain't much for greed.
Ask for a **** pony,
might get the whole stampede.
What would you do
If he snuck up behind ya,
leaned into your ear and whispered,
"I GOTCHA!"?
Better be on your best behavior.
Bein good should be your goal.
Don't think your slick.  You best be careful,
unless you like bein given coal.
Look at you bein all ornery,
fussin and yellin, duckin and dodgin.
You ain't foolin no one but yourself by
sayin, "Santa ain't watchin."
You already know he's gonna write that one down.
Man, Santa's been watchin all year round.
But you did what you done, just know that he's knowin.
Welp, at least you'll be able to keep the fire goin.

Angels smile radiantly when this is true.
Tears are dried indefinitely when love shines through.
All the pains that life may bring might ******* you, yes they'll sting.
Together with your love you will mend eachother's wounds.
In happiness forever, 'till the day there ain't no more blues.
You'll always be together to keep alive both your "I do"s.

The walls are closing in.
The ceiling's falling down.
The room is growing thin within.
No exit can be found.
The bricks are piled high,
closing all around.
Crumbling grinding stones
make a loud and unpleasant sound.
Dreams are interrupted as
I spiral down a nightmare's hall.
Whispers hissing with their laughs,
mocking me as I fall.
Towards the bottom I'm recklessly sped
from the fluffy clouds of my cozy bed,
into the darkness glowing red,
where creeping shadows of utter dread
somehow creep into my head again.
Spinning frightful webs to wrap me,
these shadows fight to trap me.
They relentlessly attack me,
with the eyes and legs that grab me,
jabbing me, stabbing me, making a snack of me.
Scrambling desperately to untangle this snare,
I fall into the darkness's coldest dark air.
Towards the monsters I fear, they collect far beneath,
grinding up bones with the gnashing of their teeth.

No one ever means to do what they do.
They'll say they had no choice, that resistance is futile.
When you're no longer here, it won't matter what you knew,
cause the meaning is defined just by what you do, 'till
you're layin alone in the coffin you nailed.
When you're life is gone that ship has been sailed.

Safety Man with the steel-toe boots
had to walk into the water.
His hard hat fell when when he heard
someone yell,
"LOOK OUT AND TAKE COVER!!"
He dodged a falling heavy-*** cord
by four inches, maybe five..
Doesn't matter that much cause 'O My Lord,
that cable it was live.

Have a few bad nights of sleep,
for a good one maybe later.
Sleep with nose plugs if you sound
loud and deeper than Darth Vader.
And if someone sleeps next to you,
and you love 'em with all your heart,
then remember not to Number Two!
No, don't ya even ****!

Have a few bad nights of sleep
and a good one, it'll come.
We all have our crazy dreams,
and some that we can't wake from.
But if someone sleeps next to you
and you suddenly scream and shout,
maybe they'll comfort you.
They'll probably just kick you out!

Fire burns - Water absorbs.
Flames rise - Rain falls.
Earth turns - On waywards.
Flesh cries - and into dust dissolves.
Peace is lost to the innocent mind,
as one by one its demons confine
themselves to the eyes of the ones they blind.
Hear the cries of the shadows inside!

I'm not ready for the path that I've chosen to end.
Where I'm heading I'll have to descend to ascend.
No pretending to comprehend.
My heart understands,
even if I won't admit my consent.
I'll adapt to whatever happens,
and try to keep my balance.
Something shines at the goal.
An award it might be?
I'm alive im my souless soul within me.
What is it I want?  I ask endlessly.
I won't know 'till it's gone.
I won't have 'till I'm free.

Passion.  Just imagine you have some.
Try and fathom..
Light up a lantern to brighten the phantoms,
lest you fall into the grave of a
deep, dark, cold cavern.
When the torches are lit,
may the shadows be scattered.
If you're lost in the darkness,
may you break from these patterns.
The fire you need's been burning always.
Passion's the fire that guides all our ways.

The eyes just stare, those two black *****
from the fabricated sockets of a lifeless doll.
As if it sleeps entranced in place,
with an eerie glance from its porcelain face.
Shivers creep beneath the skin,
at this creepy toy's disturbing grin.
Hearts are stopped at the sudden shock,
when it blinks its eyes and starts to talk.

Escape from this busy life if for just one day.
Have some fun, do something good.
Go out and play.
Hit the pool 'till you've had enough.
Get some sun in a game of golf.
Just get out and take a breath of life,
it'll be okay.

An eagle calls on the dawn's sun rise.
As the living waken from their beddy-byes.
The hunter waits and sits and pries,
and sneaks to even skip surprise.
Feathers fall as the thunder strikes.
The crows, they caw at the bird's demise.

I can't fall asleep, I'm too wired.
Guess I will when I'm exhausted and expired.
As of now this choice I make,
I just want to stay awake.
I don't want to fall asleep.  I'm not tired.

Watching movies as I binge-watch constantly.
Staring glued, eyes wide and fixed to my tv.
And as I'm drawn into its screen,
I finally find myself a dream.
I don't want to be disturbed.  Just let me be.

My sleeping beauty, you'll someday wake
and see that I'm still here.
Your eyes are empty.  My heart it breaks.
I fear there is no cure.
To go through living with our eyes closed,
then somethings will be missed.
I too am dreaming, my sleeping ghost,
to wake you with a kiss.

The desperate heart in need of love,
to be loved by anyone.
It's a nightmare to be lost,
to believe it's loved by none.

One more minute.  One more hour.
Seconds, time, as sand is poured.
Days are shortened, seasons fast.
Though Winter months seem to last.
We wait and shiver out the cold,
for warmer days our spirits hold.
One more blizzard.  One more frost.
For in the Spring, those days are lost.
That clear rain's tapping keeps me in bed,
dreaming of Summer's fun ahead.
For three months walking on the sun,
will seem so long, until it's done.
An endless journey, time won't stall.
Seasons turning, returned to Fall.
Planting seeds forever growing.
Time is going, ever flowing.
We keep on going, never knowing
what we're owing till it's showing.
One more minute, for one more hour.
Time is what we pay.
And all that's in it, and all that's ours,
is only ours today.

I just hate bein a goomba, if you couldn't tell.
I get stepped on all the time and hit by koopa shells!
Bowser's always yellin at me and telling me to go,
but he can't even stop that Super Mario!

King Koopa's laughin high up in his tower,
as he's pointin down at me.
Here they come with Fire Power!
Super Mario and Luigi!

I could'a been a man eater,
or even a koopa troopa.
Might'a  been a bottom sea feeder.
I just hate bein a goomba.

Let me shimmer
Let me brighten
Let me shine
Like a star let me show in my own way.
It gets dimmer
I get frightened
Give a sign
My soul enlighten till the day it spreads its wings and flies away.

I get hungry
I get thirsty
I get tired
But till the day I am at peace my mind is wired.
As my heart is opened wide
With an appetite for pride
My soul just whispers quietly inside.

May these shadows not envelope who we are.
We all share a common likeness from afar.
We might have come from dust, but in each and all of us,
There's a night light that is shining in the dark.

I worked Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday and Sunday.
I'll hopefully be off come someday -
Wait?  What you mean I gotta work again on Monday?
I gotta make it all the way to Saturday?
Okay.  At least let it be for just a half a day.
Half a day to you's a full one anyways.

Wrong Way Andrew and Wrong Way Mike,
will misunderstand you but that's alright.
You have a great big chasm you wanna get across.
They'll get you over it, but they'll also get you lost.
Got you on a boat, but that's okay.
This time they said they know a faster way.
Guess these two are finally on the ball-
Whoops!  They led you down a waterfall!
Splish Splish Splashin!  You fight with all your might!
An alligator's comin as you stare at it in fright!
But Wrong Way Andrew and Wrong Way Mike,
split before the gator even got its first bite.

"**** stupid raccoons!"
An angry man, ****** at everything in the moment
fiercely kicked his dumped-over trash can into the street, as he stared enraged at the mess of thrown out crap that laid open
for all to see.
A neighbor seeing his crazy fit of rage jested,
"You know, trash cans have feelings too."

To which the angry man replied,
"Yeah!  And they should feel like garbage!"

I've sailed over the oceans,
under the storm clouds I've been.
To prevail should be your first intention.
Don't give up, but try it again.

The waves come and push you all over,
and there's nothing you can do but wait.
Time tells of false and true lovers.
Sometimes the hour is late.

I wanted to shut myself off from reality.
To escape from myself most definately.
But be careful you don't end up like me,
or bill collectors will sue you eventually.

Glory's who you are.
It's not what I'll achieve.
To be close to you, not far.
Will I ever find you finally?
Though you know what it is to be.
I'll only have one destiny.
Will I keep on walkin blindy,
till time takes hold of me?

Fear lives in my heart.
For my mind sees a coming dread.
My soul still prays to you
through the thoughts of my crowded head.
Please forgive all the bad I've done,
and the things I said.

If one man stands that can't be defeated,
it's Um Pow!  Um Pow!
Even with his hands tied to both his feet,
it's Um Pow!  Um Pow -
He battled many men in a great big war,
and now he's even stronger than ever before!
If one man stands that can't be beaten,
it's Um Pow!  Um Pow!

CRASH  BAM  BOOM  SPLAT  BING  BANG  WOW!!
It's Um Pow!  Um Pow!
Smasin bashin everything he can,
it's Um Pow!  Um Pow, right now!
He'll take you down with a flyin punch!
Karate kick you in the stomach,
make you lose your lunch!
O My holy cow!  Look out -
It's Um Pow!

"Um?"   POW!!!

Sometimes bad jokes can make a big smile.
Sometimes the tears don't come for a while.
Some seek to find.  Some strive to give.
Some idly hide.  Some try to live.
As gravity pulls us down to the earth,
we're all connected in some way from birth.
Some of us find this to be beautiful.
We all lose our minds eventually, though.
Long while this world's problems are piled,
sometime's small things can make a big smile.

Not a fantasy.
It's reality.
Is it really
as we think it to be?
To me, what I see
and perceive,
isn't enough to
make me believe,
there's somethin' else
that's happening.
In my own world.
My own everything.
It's my own fantasy,
in my reality.