That *** in the rickety ole chair over by the alley?
THAT'S ME
----
The kid leanin gainst the wall with his bicycle leanin gainst his leg?
THAT'S ME
------
The lady with the scared child secured in her arms?
THAT'S ME
----
I could go on and on
But....
No need

Look around

I'm always there

&

I
Think
You'll know
Which one
IS ME

(  (   X     •  )   )
(< > )

/  (  •  )  (   •  )  \

                  )  )

(            )

of course

The person VENTED at will never be able

To trust you again

( nor , really , will anyone else )

••

Of course

The SKILL of venting anger

Is easily transferred over to  venting love

So now nothing you say can be taken seriously again

//

SELF INDULGENCE !

//

with the world on the brink of WAR !

//

We can do better than SELF INDULGENCE

we MUST do better than self indulgence

:::::

Without TRUST

we are done for

••

Perhaps it's time to actually

TRANSFORM OURSELVES

()()
<>
|
(•) (•)

•

I reached into the cupboard and got
The RICE CRISPIES box

--

It was empty !

••

I turned to my son and said

I KNEW YOU'D BE A

CEREAL

KILLER

SOMEDAY !

///

Inspired by
BERYLDOV LEW !

( MR poetry )

simple Nuances
simply Shake

all Slumbering People
awake

come.....let us be more aware
of what we are unto eachother

all the death in war is...."real"
even as the reasons for them
are Fake

all the Starving Children
mar the scenery

and Religious Pretensions
don't help at all

without True Understanding
of
"the Law"

and we have
no "hiding Place!"

from our own begotten
Destiny

except within the Shelter
of
eachother's Heart

the wandering has only begun

death has won

the wandering has only begun

death has enslaved
the children

where are we ?
where are we?
where are we?
where are we?

the wandering shall go nowhere

we must learn courage

the wanderers ar the only heros

going nowhere

death has won
death has won has won has won

i am stronger than death

i have won

MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB
MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB!
MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB!!

                                                        ­      (come)

there are

MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB

(start with a little hill
if you must)

^^^^    //      //      //    ^^^^
(     <#>  <#>   )
//
::::

••

Tree of Life

( she loves ! )

//

We walk only in poverty

All wealth
Is

Perverted

All power

Is attained by ******

ALL !

==

If you'd live you must become

Fully human

Fully human is to love

Everyone

•••

Our romances !

They prepare us to be  Slaughtered

//////

( how we dream of being slaughtered ! )

••

Tomorrow shall be
Even uglier than Today !

//

Noble

Sacred

Pure

Simple

Loving

Caring

Kind

••

does anyone remember ?

••

We are standing as if at a funeral

Watching ourselves be lowered
Into the grave

••

Tree of Life

We are the water

We are the breath

We are the blood

.


In truth

Being BLACK has nothing to do with

Skin color or race

••

BLACK ------ Means socially non existent

And politically impotent

WHITE ---- means socially acceptable

But politically docile and compliant

//

Basically

WE ARE      ALL BLACK

( EXCEPT FOR A FEW ELITE ! )

;;

once we really accept this

We can unite and change things

BUT THEY WANT US TO DIVIDE

OURSELVES AND FIGHT

( NOT THEM )

BUT OURSELVES

AND WE DO !!

•

THINK

KNOW

REBEL

//:

okay ?

so careful the planting
each word a seed
each heart fertile
soil

we
elect presidents
and senators
with hardly a true thought at all

in the morning
rain and pain
mix with eachother

we are happy if they let us be
we die when they tell us

we write our poems so carefully
each word a seed

days go by
are you there?
if not
where are you?

Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/lifes-poem/#ixzz0yyqkDkjX

anyone and everyone

who is a True Human Being

is said to be a CULT MEMBER

//

to cherish LOVE

and to speak of the sacredness of human feelings

about other human beings

Is called

TAKING THE CHILDREN FROM

TRUE AMERICAN VALUES

//

To speak of

DYING TO KEEP AMERICA FREE

is proper

TO ACTUALLY LIVE FREELY

is evil degenerate communism

( unless / of course / by

FREEDOM

you mean

Unregulated financial markets

••

To read the bible and proclaim

BELIEF

is the highest you are allowed to go

//

to actually EXPERIENCE god is taboo

And is in fact considered a

SOCIAL CRIME

and is the bedrock of CULT activity

••

In this environment

Where does the concept of

PHYSICAL LOVE

fit in ?

//////

Well

It seems that if we keep it

Between

OURSELVES AND OUR CHOSEN LOVER

it is glorified and accepted

especially if it leads to the inevitable

BREAK UP

to the inevitable

BROKEN HEARTS !

and the weakened and even lost

SPIRITUAL POWER

that has decimated our entire generation

It is fine with the Authorities

///

But if it is seen

as a SOCIAL  PHENOMENON

a communally shared exaltation of the PEOPLE

of FAMILY

of BIRTH

of OUR COMMON FUTURE AND DESTINY

then it is called

A RETURN TO CULT-HIPPIE DAYS

//

In other words

HAPPINESS IS STRENGTH

and so the political powers want to discourage it

And distort what it really is

In order to keep us WEAK

//

Once we acknowledge this

We see the choices we have

And thus we can be REAL

and HAPPY

and TRULY SATISFIED

and TRULY FREE

(                   )
<<            ////  • ||              >>
<>  
/(\
/\
•

Everybody is free

//


Hence

Free to choose to be a slave

••

( which most of us have done )

//://

Making it difficult to know just what to say

•

( not wanting to hurt your feelings you know )

Beauty

At the
barricades
.
my love
......
Undresses Death of Wonder
And loves

The Devil as much
As jesus does!
/--/
We are so foolishly deceived
So purposefully naive
..
In colors
yellow brown and green

Harmonious in purity
--
Deliciously weak!
---

Beauty!

Behind the barricades!!!

We cannot lose
Cause
WE ARE

*the good

•     •
•     •      •
(((  )))
/•\
#
  •          /\            •

========

Wild !

She knows !!


Yes

Death

Is everywhere

••

It feels safe to let oneself die

//

( everyone is doing it ! )

//

And loneliness ?

Well ?

It's a long long journey to the other side

Of the River
Of the Sea

••

Still

Maybe it's best to give it a try

You might find some people you might want to know

and as images take shape......
but who am i?

fierce with pride
powerful in comprehension

(a little disappointed
sometimes, is all)

as images and their
"creators"
overwhelm

but who am i?

powerful in proud fierceness
demanding
"participation"

(if ya know what i mean)

i am only
"right here"

the here that doesn't need
"images"
and hence
no imagination

we are already defined
from the inside

knowing what to do

all i ask is that
you do it

i am

fiercely proud of
one's determination

to be powerfully

"right here"

i walk no more unto sunset...unto dawn
i see no more
of the world but the light glitter of the face
the grace of the child
all is unto fading far away
---------
only pure joy
and a gratitude
for the wondrousness
for the place
remain
------
still i say
"child i am so very very sorry
i tried to leave this a better world..."
it is not
............

footsteps that remain....remain
the power that is my love
remains
the light remains
i remain
you remain
and shall always
........
remain
......

remaking the seed
for tomorrow's sake

////  •  ||
<>
/        ( •)  ( • )       \
)
((            

(              )
my girlfriend's back gonna save my reputation
hey la di la
My girlfriend's back  !!

••

BROKEN HEARTS ON BROKEN STREETS

••

this is the title of a new T V  comedy sitcom on cable

///

Some HP people have been offered parts

WR KNOW THAT MOST OF YOU ARE QUALIFIED TO
PLAY THE WHINEY BANAL

BROKEN HEARTS

////

WE HAVE ALSO HEARD THAT

BERYL DOV

MAY HAVE BEEN OFFERED THE PART TO PLAY  OF

THE BROKEN STREET

BUT WE HAVE ALSO HEARD THAT HE IS IN
THE RUNNING FOR

THE NOBEL PEACE PRIZE
AND SO MAY BE COMMITTED
TO CAMPAIGNING FOR IT

//:

Well enough of this

Time to get to the poem you've all been so
Anxiously awaiting

OH NO !

I'VE GOT WRITER'S BLOCK !!

//// just kidding ! Just kidding ////
//
Well
Here it is
/:/

Along the path

Leads to the ancient bridge

Crosses the magic river
Leads to the mystic hills

///

Thru the slums and tenements

Gathering young children

••

Look

I know that no -one loves me

I don't take it personal

I just wonder of the deeper meaning

••

I mean

If you are still living in this world

And aren't wondering why you still are

Than we got some serious problem here

•

All truth is out there to found out easy

••

I'm still cool

///

//// • ||
<>
/         ( • )   ( • )    \    

especially since my girlfriend 's back !!

••

Well

All I gotta do is go back up there
And slap on a title and I'm outta here

And

TRUE AS CAN BE

(We are)

••

there is ONLY PAIN
here

•

Hey!

Let's cut each other some slack

Okay?

••

Either a RICH KID or a POET?

!!!

(sure)

!!!

Come on!

EMERGE FROM THE

SELF CONTEMPT

EMERGE FROM THE

SELF DECEIT

••

(it's hard to think of you &

Write of beauty

All you tell me of is your pain

Or of the lover you wish to control and keep)

••
••

Yes!

Everything seems to be trying
To **** us!

••

Most of you are just little kids!

•

AND SO?

••

We walk so gingerly

We seek the Road to Real Hills

We know of the Gentlest
Most Enduring

POWER

••

today

(The PERPETUAL DAWN!)

•

you know that the path we are on leads only

To pain
Suffering

&
Death

(Real Death

NOT
Poetic death)

••

The TRUE MOUNTAIN

Is in your Heart

••

I will love you forever

&

Ever

••

What do you got to say ?

little child

//

Big eyes open

Oh so very wide ----

What does it take to keep

The world alive ?

What ya gotta do boy

To survive  ?

                                                 ••
                ••
••      

Lonely night /// the Rain

From out the soft hope

Emerging on the street

                                  ••

Thinking

AINT NOBODY

CARES ANYMORE

Seein the whole world

Preparing for War

•        •

Hey hey hey

Child from the song

Come on  !

Tiny Angel

( time to ride )

///

Perhaps she'll appear

And stay by your side

Perhaps she won't

( guess we ' ll just wait and see )

•

Everybody does decide on their own

That's the way it always has been

That's the way it always shall be

///

Hey hey hey

Little child

I see you there

I know I am seen

(                                      


•

                             )

^^^^^^^^^

Free

•

The song goes its own way

/////

The tiny child limps along


••

The young girl!

\\\

If I knew you

I still so

•

The anger growing on the fringes

Of the abandoned afternoon

••

On the edges the ugly death

Appears in the eyes that choose to see

^^   ^^^  ^^
(                                                 )
<               O               >
(   )
(      )
/----\

Weary

Weary                              
     (  But           We're a goin       HOME  )

////                

Enough of all

Of the           Violent Games

(    We       are
                         goin             HOME   )

••

Tell your love stories

In the Mountains
                                            to the          Wind

                                    /::::/
/::::/

We are weary

So            very
                              Weary

////

We gotta

Tell the TRIE STORY
before it is         Too Late !

////

Grant us the            SACRED SILENCE

let us simply gather  together

And

Change

Our

FATE

••••••

Death                has        Come

//

Little miss lovely
Won't YE rest for awhile

Til YE surely know
                          the          Way HOME

////

Weary

So very

                   Weary

We must let        TRUTH    
be         Known

.



if a girl

uses a broken beer bottle

( or it's psychological equivalent )

As a *****

::

She will experience pain

::

BUT

::

This does not lead logically

To the conclusion

That love is a painful experience

all form
gone

all faces
free

tell me now
your name
--

all the anger
all the ******
rage
and ****
--

gentle people
still remain
--

your  truth
live it
and be done
with maudlin sentimentality

your truth
tell me

(if you would)
--

nothing remains

tiny children

come home

child

we

(we?)

child

are lost and gone
where we never wanted to go

(dont follow
no
dont)

child

you must find god anew
ours died so very
long ago

we are buried in debt to debt
we are bought by the money
we thought we owned

we are quite stupid in a way
a very deep true way

child

i will die easily

i DID try
(i did)

we believed too much
and were betrayed

----

child
we

might be sorry
but we are too proud

we
are as the dead

treat us that way

i hold you up to the sun
your fertile grace
your beauty
your peace

i hold you up
for all to see

your courage
your wisdom
your "way"

i hold you
to what you are
to whom you know
to the turning sky
to the grace of stars

i hold you as close as
i dare
i would not break you
in your fragility

i trust myself
as i know
that you trust me

it is good
that we
are here

and the tiny ecstacy flowers
and the
"one more day to come"
appears

from out of the "mystery"
we know so well

--

we were killing eachother
trying to love

--

how could we love?

how could we call what we did "love?"

--

and then we simply let ourselves die
but we didnt die
and so we live
and now we love

--

tiny ecstatic flowering
our soul oneness
shines
within whoever

comes here

he walks the road

in any moment .....see

DEATH SEES

he walks along alone

IN YOUR HEART

you can see him walking

DEATH SEES

you may follow with your mind

DEATH FOLLOWS

who will find him first?

who truly loves him most?

DEATH SAYS.."ME"

he walks the road

some say "he is tiring"

some don't say a thing
they don't even know he's there

and the death that is always here

we are so afraid!

we try to hide!

we never escape!

------

the death of the day

the end of the sublime

the becoming
"mere slave!"

we never escape

_


we bow and kiss
the devil's feet

why?

because

we are simply

too afraid

to do otherwise

Within the deep ******* of  our ungentleness
MAN!
In such inhuman form!
--
Describing  ourselves
So intellectually!
--
Our words are the language
Of the Dead
Of the Brainwahed
Of  Fools!
---
STOP!
----
be still
.
be stiller than the heavens in coldest night

....than your heart when true Love appears

....than with
God---face to face!

As still as your soul is meant to be
-----

AND STAY THAT WAY!
---

In basic language :

" get a grip on please!"
--

What to do cant be rehearsed

But we must do it certainly

And we can

Certainly

hey, cold mountain man!

time and space
no longer bind
anyone anymore

waters pure run
oops!!!!!!!!!!!!

ain't none no more

corporate ******

keep them off the mountain!

Saw her yesterday
(The woods)
and the child never born
.
Pain was drifting all around
Could not penetrate her smile
(Which could not nullify the years)
--
Somewhere I have never been
The full truth and reality
Lives a million lives as one
Self contained human being
-
Let forgiveness rule the world
(The power of love's empathy)

Die unto it if you must
Walk the darkness fearlessly

.

We must learn to trust  
See me in pure humble form

Children cry out to be born
They care not for our ugliness

They would meet in sacred wood
Like we did once long ago
Like we are meeting now

.





(                              
•            
)



                                           ( once more )

##

and something there is won't go away

//

//

and well

I guess that is why we're here

••


••

Oh love

YOU

on the road thru the countryside

Of war torn streets

And abandoned children

And **** like that

//

And all this        poetry

And **** like that

//

Waiting for a human being to appear

""""""

On the road thru the countryside

and the love torn faces

Born of deceit and lies

•

my love

Be YE ever so
Kind

As to remain

On the war torn streets

Let us find

All lost souls and let us guide them

To where they can live free

||

Oh

It is that day !

and we've been called

And we are here

Walking the lighted road again

We the legend

Of the countryside

//

Bringing the people

Back to life

GENUINE
----

The -----------real deal

---

We
        Follow

Into the Night

•

(Hearts break)

•

SEE
    Who it is Emerging

from the Shadows where Children play

•

The--------real deal

--------

REALITY

(it's what is at Stake)

•

Footsteps
                Moving

Voices
                         Whispering

•

Lo!

I am Here At Last

and as love is kind
and we kindly, too

and it all comes true
everything we say

we do, if we may
rest a while in peace

for the wars are real
and the dying done

in vain, for freedom's
is our only strength

in the horror of
this  loveless charade

unless we do chose
not to love in vain

(                                 )
)(                 ^                 )(
<  ^  >
^
/////  • |||
<>
/  ( • ) ( • ) \
v
/ \
                                                     •                      Sainted Goddess
•   •

& after all the games are played

//                     •
•

& after death

|||

We are so very ugly when dead

••
•       •

Our poetry suffers greatly when we are dead

||

( well
For SOME of us )

••

We die when we become indifferent

We die when we just get       INTO IT !

( you know )

••

We die when we allow ourselves

To lose our moral restraint

//
                     //

•

The rain // hard rain

The reign of kings
The reign of death

The reign of terror
Of drone airplanes

The reign of wealth
And godlessness

//

The reign of ego / pride / and shame

••

The reign of lovelessness

//://

//://

//://

Do I still love you

YES I DO

But this means nothing anymore

No one knocks upon the door

No one walks the beach at dawn

No one guards each child  new born

Or vows to keep them free from harm

// • //
( • )
// • //

Here we are !

Walking corpses

See us fade

Into the realm of shame

Soon the pain

Of insatiable remorse

We could of done things differently

We could of done so many things

And loved each other all the while

And lived our lives with pride and grace

in the shadows
(                              )
the girl got ******* I' ll have you know

(                             ••                         )

In the shadows death is  lurking
•                                                    ­                   •

( the ***** got a razor  blade in her hand !! )

YA OUGHTA SEE WHAT SHE GOT IN HER HEART !!!!!

••

••

In the shadows visions of

The reality we try pretend

Just isn't there

••

She got such nice ******* and a cute *** !

What else might she need ?

/////////////////
///////                            ///////
?

we are

So sorry

For the inconvenience

That our massively unenlightened existence

Is having on those still young at heart

••

In the shadows death is lurking

It doesn't seem to be a subject of our poetry

So I guess it doesn't matter

the omni-invisible TRUTH

omni-powerlessly

falls down

AND
A CHILD
IS BORN

and we too
we too

Lying

..  

Alive or dead
...

She lies on the *****'s bed
..

Posing for
***** POETRY
----
---

Forgetting who she truly is

_

Everybody comes to see

Everyone wants to AWAKEN

whatever SACREDNESS is left
-----
No one is quite sure WHY
-----

Some just walk all over her
And take

Whatever they can

---
Like a stroll thru the high school corridor

Like a stroll
Thru an empty street

A STROLL down
MEMORY LANE
..


(Visions of love

And PURITY)
....

On the *****'s bed

She LIES!

Neither alive nor dead

..

Lost in futile fantacy
..
Rags of infantile rage
....
The winds blow thru our days

..

Our lives are scattered everywhere
---
Gentle lovers appear

Gentle lovers
And their Love

old and tired

where do "old men" go?

seasoned by the very scents that season the real world!

(ah, so then these you speak of
must have money and power or at least some peace?)

NO! NO!!

that is not necessary

THE NEW WORLD ORDERING
OF THE
NEW EARTH!

a real!
REALITY!

the old and the tired

WHY ARE THEY TIRED AND NOT EXALTED?

because they have no money?
what is this .......money?
TELL ME....PLEASE!

no no

ASK TOO MANY QUESTIONS AND YOU ARE DEAD

it is the simple
new explanation
of
the NEW WORLD ORDERING
of
THE NEW EARTH!

you may be allowed to be here
if

YOU BEHAVE
as you should

o
0         0
-
||~||

•

She was broken hearted !

I seen it

Reality T. V.

••

She loved !

I knew it

Reality

••

The wild free beach
Midnight til dawn

Every  night

••

Every night
A poem in the sand !

Every day -- erased

Every night
A poem in the sand

••

Meditation
Eyes on the light

Heart meditates

:•\ /•:
()
---

In the neon city
I
See you

(I been watchin)
-/-

Me and the Police

We been watchin

••

The cool night evening the alleyways

The high rise buildings ----THAT certain feelin

That somehow a mistake has been made

•

I been watchin yeah

(Me and the Police)

••

The cool night breezes the stars so bright

It feels better - - if not ALL right

Hope the revolution starts tonight

I think you're ready --- don't you agree ?

I know you love eachother and all humanity

--

I know

Cause I been watchin

I been watchin

I know what I see

inside and outside "the mad rush of days"

the pathway always leads
'tween the
towers

of
..................good and evil

thru the darkness

unto OUR LOVE

------------

oil oil everywhere!

in the waters
in the marshes

but no gasoline for me!

-------------

over the last few weeks!

i didn't think i could hear so many lies at once

OUR GOVERNMENT!

dedicated to BIG BUSINESS

and not to you and me

-----------

one day at a time
and love

emerges

-----------------

song

there is one plays constantly
thru the noise and thru the grief

i love to hear you singing

i love to see you standing there
dedicated

to being free



-------

)
        )
                )
                       )
() ()
/
<>
\\

REAL ?

•

what ?

Nothin I see

••

If you won't stand up and fight

at least have the decency to shut up

••

If you won't shut up
At least have the decency to talk to yourself
In a padded room somewhere

••

HONESTY

••

Little Tutsi goodboob is all the rage

Lets somebody touch her ****
And calls herself -- free

•

Days and days and more misery

••

Unwanted children

---

My god !

--

Who the **** are we ?

••

REAL ?

Yes !

But

Only in the essence of our suffering

(        
                                                       ­         •                                                  
             ­                                                              )                                                                                                     
             ­                               
    



^^  ^^^ ^ ^^ ^^^                                                              ­    
      
Gentleness

-----       Sincere.     -----

Soft the child
He come here

Lookin for you

                                                      He is love
                                         And he is here    

••

It's too hard to stay crazy

Ain't YE caught on by now ?

YE don't hafta keep feelin so sorry

Ain't YE caught on by now ?

////

Thru the ancient graveyard

••

Same ole psychopaths

Paedophiles  and  ******

Same ole people

Dyin in their wars

••

Same ole truth

Lingering in the same shadows

Same ole saints

Talking bout what really matters

// ::O:: ||
        •
<>

Goin my way ?

It's
The
Only way to escape

The pain -- of our ----        
                                 Indifference

( and the shame )

••

I

Will go it alone if you

Are too afraid

But it just

Won't be the same

••

You in the shadows

Pretending to be in Love !

///

With what ?

( you just never say )

::::

Goin my way !

Where ?

DON 'T KNOW

We'll know what to do when we get there

& we'll know Love

Yes we will

We'll know Love

••

Goin my way ?

I do hope so

Without your Love

                            It just won't be the same .............

dance!

dance ye  free girl
dance,  free boy

speak totally
with every
bit of your body
self
soul mind
and heart

--

look and see!

DEMONS IN THE SIGHT

look and see!

THE WAY TO THE HILLS!

--

when THE DEMONS
speak of love

in is only to decieve you

--

the truth is speaking constantly

learn to listen!

and after "listening"

SPEAK!

--

dance!

free child
free children
setting free

every BODY

every SOUL

MIND

and HEART

.




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(        )


//

everybody leavin but there nowhere to go

Everybody leavin
But
There's nowhere  to go

Ain't nowhere to go

()
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/\

we done been doin
Everything wrong

If you think you can
Just up and walk away

You be gettin
Another thing comin

)(

Another thing comin


:/:


We talk about LOVIN
Without any love

We enter tomorrow
Without growin up

//

We say we are livin
Cause we feelin such pain

But the pain we be feeling
Is killing us straight

•

Ain't nowhere to go
Ain't nowhere to go

Guess we best figure out what it means
To
Stay

Ancient cities!
--
(Who?)

What were they?

(Really)

-------

We are so ------raw
( so naked)

So nakedly NEW

so unbelievably NOT HERE!

••

We carry our ***** and ******* around

Like mere baggage!

So aggravating

Such trouble!

Even while ignoring

The CREATING!

••

We hide from the power

We disguise the power with words like GOD!

We hate the power that is our lives!

We say we love because ******* makes us numb to the pain

••

Foreign places called OUR BODIES

alien bodies taken over

by alien bodies!

-------

Ah DEATH!

PU--LEEZE!

At least pretend you really know me!

••

Pretend I really have a NAME!

••

Ancient this prison

And the futile Song!

Simple it would be if we'd nurture COURAGE!

We just ***** foot along

We are mere **** heads with a knack for lying

We are so simply ----GONE!

••

Still I love you

This is certain

WHY!

I only hope some day you know

the
"another day is upon us"
song

lingers

fitfully

--

we arise in lovers' hearts

we die in isolation

--

we dare gather against the tide
of indifference
and manipulation

we can pretend to fall in love

but we can't really

(unless we are strong)

--

"i love you"
the song need not be sung

it is always here

--

are you awake and on the
"one street?"

if you are
i shall see you

--

do not fade or die

--

dare to be strong

--

and love

Sittin by the side a the road
The young lovers!

Drunk with scorn
***** by

Giggling and laughing
So stupidly
----

God!

Don't let them ****!
I pray they don't breed!

The human race!
It's already a mess!
----
Cuttin themselves
Hurt without cease

Down--on life
High---on death
----
God
Won't you please
Heal if you can
But don't let them ****
Don't let them breed

That they say they're in love
Is a **** disgrace
---

I don't mean to judge
I'm just trying to face

The death of a world
And the whole Human Race
----
Whatever I do just don't seem enough
I cannot really tell just what they want

--
---
---
--
Sittin by the side a the road
The young lovers !

Drunk with scorn
***** by

Giggling and laughing
So stupidly

Walkin in the rain

Sure

You can do what ever you want

••

Cut yourself
Starve yourself

It's  okay

You'll be useless whatever you do

••

And who wants to be the only one sane?

It's so
Lonesome already

You know what I mean?

••

So pretend you had a lover who broke your heart

Everybody does it why not you!

Pretend you were
loyal
faithful

True

Pretend you are a human being

--
•
--

Forget that death is knocking at your door

Or invite him in for somethin to eat

Or spread your legs open and give him a treat

Whatever you do it's okay by me

••

Just do what you wanna as long as you can

And when you can't ?

Well sure

It's another thing


--

And when you can't?

Sure

It's another ballgame

••

Walkin in the rain

Sure

You can do what ever feels fine

Except to stop walkin

And to come inside