Cherry red maple leaves
The peaceful brush of a breeze
Leaves gradually descending
Yellow orange red and green
Autumn feels are all around.

Wake up
get up
wash and brush up
make tea and drink up
dress up
and it's downhill
from hereon in.

You've got to play to
be in with a chance to win
or so they say
I'd sooner take a flyer
not buy a
ticket
tell them to stick it
where the sun
don't shine.

I think they manufactured me
in a factory
somewhere in little Italy
and put the wrong language
box in
See
no way on gods earth to win
when you can't even speak
the lingo
and so
wake up
get up
get ready to roll or
be rolled
work until you're old
and die

You've been told
don't ask why

rock bottom isn't so hard
rising above it is
a lot tougher.

Generations

There's no reasoning for what we have done
We beg for starvation whilst holding a gun
Like cattle we follow the morning sun
Scavangers only peck at the weakened one
In life it is the bullies that make us run and run
In death we can rest our souls amongst celestial drum
One day there will be nothing to be lost or won
A wasted line of many generation
I'm glad it will be over soon until then become .

i called up my momma
but she wouldn't answer
gettin' old but still feel like a child

i went to my doctor
but he just turned ninety
writes scripts with a wink and a smile

dialed the phone to my lawyer
she sent it to voicemail
debts piling up in my file

texted friends far and near
honesty is too sincere
alone i will walk this mile

eyes
don't wanna see
mediocrity

drivin' through the tunnels,
hold your breath but don't fall asleep

high eyes
wanna be free
like virginity

drivin' through the tunnels,
hold your breath but don't fall asleep

i can't be liable
for all of your pleas
the'll inseminate some
just like a bee
those falling crumbs
swept meticulously
in the long run
please incriminate me

i'm your foot off the brake
the gear's now in neutral
you can turn a deaf ear
although it will be futile
pry your hands off the wheel
while you try to escape
don't take your last breath
foreseen cannot forsake...

A sea of silver glass,
And a lady— a lovely lass.