Let the cat out of the bag then that **** cat runs off with the neighbors dog
Metaphors tell all
Wild jungle call
Bark like an arrogant dog?
Then cry like the wolf alone
Bragging rights are the fools wrongs
Left hand right hand rule
If youre late stay after school
Jinx cat strikes back
Shut up is the advice of the wise
Run your mouth then all turns into a sad surprise...
Jinx the cat then you regret that act...

David John Clare

You want her? You can have her!

Girls are dangerous
Girls are impetuous
Girls are smarter than men
No girl president?
Proves men are all *******
At the end of this life
We all go away...
Sirens wailing in the night
Some poor *** just got killed
No one cares a **** today
Dog eat dog is the contagion of hate
*******! I love you?
What more can I say?

D. Clare

Vultures are honest
They exist in the desert
Fly around to pick our bones
Wall street lawyers wear suits and ties
Waiting to sue us dry...
They can't fly
They only scam the innocent piggs
Ghettos growing with drugs
Thugs eat off the community trough
Cough in your face while picking our pockets the courtroom dockets billed
With derision and remiss
Snakes hiss at blood to bite your leg
Hide in the grass of the shade
Whilst the honest vulture remains...

D. Clare

Nothing can open a narrow mind if it's third eye blind
Knowledge is key that the fool despises
Disguises his face with hair
Beware of strangers
She can make up her face but can't make up her mind
Unkind to others
Are the third eye blind...

D. Clare

First you want me then you spit on me
Call me old and stuff
**** my baby duck
Make me cry tears of blood
So I get drunk on your sweet and sour memories
No home no nothing left but derision
Worked hard then it all goes up in smoke
Jokes on me
Regrets I collect attrition
Threats crash course up ahead
Gold stolen wasted by quack demon deacons
Suffering ******* is my fate
Isn't it Great?


D. Clare

That you tell me
you love me because
I am patient
and intelligent
and slow to anger
sacres me;
For what if one day
my patience runs out
and I become narrow-minded
and irrational
and irritable--
Will you still love me?

Will you still love me
if I change through time?

Indeed
One can't buy family
Or friendship
Or love
Or lasting happiness.
But to say that
The best things in life are free
Is to consider only
The absence of monetary value.

Sacrifices must be made
To keep a family intact.
Courage must be gathered
To sincerely apologize to a friend.
Acceptance is called for
To love unconditionally.
Leaps of faith are needed
To even have a shot at happiness.

Nothing is absolutely free
Especially the best things in life
For they demand
the greatest investment of all--
That is
Oneself
Without any reservation.

I'm in love
With the idea of us
And it scares
The **** out of me--

I always end up
Getting pointlessly hurt
When I let my mind
Stray from reality.

I write because I'm a whirlwind of emotions--
I'm happy, I'm sad
I'm carefree, I'm mad.

I write because I'm an eternal dreamer--
I wanna be this and that
And push myself to be this and that.

I write because I'm a believer--
I marvel at this world's beauty
Despite its irrationalities and craziness.

I write because I'm a living creature--
I strive to make my existence meaningful
By seeking the good amidst turmoil.

I write because I'm but a wandering soul
With a burning heart
In this world I can only pass once.




I write
Just because--
And that's more than enough.

You don't look for It
It looks for you.
And only when
It's finally with you
Will you realize
That you weren't
The one who found It.

It found you
In its own time
In its own pace.

And after all,
It found you
At the right time
At the right pace.

It knows when to put
Everything in place.