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Daniel Coleman Mar 2011
I know why
You're always running scared
When God never shows,
And the Devil's always there.
I know why
You're always running scared
When it's easier not to know
And it's easier not to try
I know why
you're always running scared
When it's what you've always feared
But you've got no where to go
Daniel Coleman Mar 2011
I was walking through the jungle
When at once i saw a lion.
We each walked to the other
And he immediately roared
"Why aren't you afraid of me?"
But i misinterpretted it as
"Why? Aren't you afraid of me?"
So I responded "No way!"
Well, he looked at me incredulously
As if I were three shades of crazy
Whilst I turned my back
And walked away.
Indeed I thought I had won the day.

Well I got about five steps,
Before lo and behold,
Guess who was in front of me
Taking a long roar to say
"How dare you turn your back to me!
Be it brave or stupidity
I'll have my meal today!"
"Look a gazelle!" I point and say
Immediately running away.
I didn't get far,
No I didnt get far.
But it didn't take much
For the hunter to get his way.
Daniel Coleman Mar 2011
All plans set aside,
It’s fate that’s my guide.
A flip of the coin
Gives fate its way.
A flip of the coin
Gives chance its play.
As the illusion of control slips away
It’s fate that has come to rule the day.
Daniel Coleman Mar 2011
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Either/Or
by Daniel Coleman on Wednesday, October 21, 2009 at 4:38pm
You may call this your heaven,
But I call it my hell.
We’re of differing opinions
(In case you couldn’t tell)
You say I’m the whiskey
And you’re the zinfandel.
That I’m going sixty,
And you’re stuck at twelve.
Well, you be north
And I’ll be south.
You be first
And I’ll be last.
You can’t have one without the other,
You can’t have the son without the mother.
Daniel Coleman Mar 2011
I can't turn water into wine;
But i dont mind
I can still wash away the sorrow
Of yesterday's tomorrow

I cant walk on water;
But that doesn't mean
I shouldn't bother
To change the way
Of tomorrow's yesterday.

I can't turn one loaf into two;
Jesus' miracles I can't do,
But that is nothing new.
Just staying away
From the black and the gray,
Makes today a better day.
Daniel Coleman Mar 2011
When I woke up this morning
My stomach was churning
And I made my engine start burning.
And off I was on the road.
I put the petal to the metal
I took the fire off the kettle
For the places I had to go.

So here I am at the station
I’m told I’m supposed to be a waiting
But what for, I don’t know.
All the decisions I’m supposed to be making,
And all the lies that I’ve been faking
Make me just want to go.
So here I am at the station
On a train I’m supposed to be a waiting
For a girl I don’t know.
But I know my hearts been aching
And the pain hasn’t been fading.
But I’m not going to go.

Well, I’m tearing at the ridges
And I’m burning all the bridges
To find something new.
Well, I’m holding to my standards
And I’m hoping to get grander
So I’m hoping to not fall through.
Well, I’m going through the motions
But I’m failing in my notions,
Maybe higher hopes will do.

So here I am at the station
I’m told I’m supposed to be waiting
For a girl I once knew
All the choices I’ve had to make
And all the lies I’ve had to fake
Make me want to start over new.
So here I am at the station
On a train I’m supposed to be waiting
For a girl I know who
Caused my heart all the ache.
And made me feel like I was great,
But I don’t know what to do.
Daniel Coleman Mar 2011
hey ****** ******,
answer me this riddle
would a cat and a fiddle
make all the girls swoon?
jack can be nimble,
and jack can be quick,
but not even jack flash
would jump over this candle stick.
so it's all fine that
that the fork ran away
with the spoon,
as long as that cow
comes down from the moon.

And when Peter Piper
comes to pick his peck
of pickled pepper,
lets remember to count
how many pecks
of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked.
otherwise, we
may as well of
given them away for free.

So Humpty Dumpty,
you sit on your wall,
and Mr. Dumpty
when you take your big fall
take solace in the fact
that all the kings horses
and all the kings men
will scramble you up
instead of putting you
back together again
because living as
a broken shell
can only be
a new circle of hell.

And to you,
Old lady who lived
Inside of a shoe,
Why didn't you get together
with Old Mother Hubbard
who had nothing in her cupboard?
it seems to me
you both would benefit
from each other
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