I have this bag filled with something
I carry everywhere I go
In case I run into nothing
That's something you never know

To easily keep me entertained
Before boredom sets in
I have the attention span of an ant
That is until the drugs kick in

My bag used to have nothing
Till the day I scrimped and saved
Filling it with something
Making sure I gave nothing away

Like you heard me say at the top of the page
I have this bag filled with something
When asked what's inside, I humbly reply
Oh this?
It's really nothing...

She loves to puff
On clove cigarettes
The flavor she savors
In-between hacks

All the while chewing
Juicy Fruit gum
The one combination
That helps with doldrums

Daringly dangerous
This life on the edge
Chewing Juicy Fruit gum
While smoking Clove cigarettes

Love is Brave
Love is Strong
Awaits the day
Till you come along
Ready to get
The best of us
Love is great
At the ambush

Love is Strong
Love is Brave
Love gives the best
Of itself away
Any given night
Any given day
That's the way love is
Without say

Love is Brave
Love is Strong
But will not stay
Where it don't belong
Gravitates
To what it knows
Love will go
Where love will grow

Love is Strong
Love is Brave
Love will always have
The last say
Over what to give
Over what to take
Love is Strong
Love is Brave

I've got an idea
I'm pretty sure will work
Let's all pitch in together
And ruin everything we touch

We'll start off quite haphazardly
With the world we live in
Taking to task our best to trash
The air, the sea, the land

We'll take what nature's given us
In the finest we could eat
Then add chemicals at intervals
Nah, just pour it in quickly

We'll all choose sides to live by
And base it all on love
Then learn to hate those in our way
That do not think like us

We'll ruin our relationships
With technology of the day
Doing all we can with phone in hand
Instead of dealing face to face

We'll start murdering the innocent
And call it all a choice
It's much easier to do away with them
When they don't have a voice

We'll pick up guns and call it fun
Then start shooting everyone
Then complain whose to blame
Till again nothing gets done

We'll even give it a shot tossing in our lot
Being our own gods
Pull moral compass out point it due South
As we all get lost

Of course it's just an idea
Of ruining everything we touch
As long as we start with what we're good at
What could possibly go wrong

If there's a lie
To be told
I'll tell it by
This old fishing hole

About the size
Of my latest catch
And how it broke
My steel cast net

And how I jumped
In the water deep
To not let it
Get the best of me

Wrestling that fish
Up to the shore
About the size
Of a compact car

And then when
The whole town came out
Where I fed them all
Hand to mouth

They had their fill
And enough to save
Another meal
For another day

I insist
All this went on
The other day
By the fishing hole

Most everyday
It's what I do
To tell the truth
Would I lie to you

We take pills for this
Pills for that
To help us smile
Make us laugh

Pills we feel
We need desperately
To wake us up
To help us sleep

These we keep
Within easy reach
Pinks and Blues
Reds, Yellows, Greens

Some need pills
If you ask me
To help in the realm
Of personality

There're pills to battle
Hunger pangs
Raise and lower
Our heart rates

Pills we think
We think we need
To keep away
The latest disease  

Pills to counter
Sides effects
Until we have
No effects left

When did we
All come to be
A bunch of zombified
Pill popping freaks

Ever since I was a child
I've done nothing but collect and save
The problem now, I've found out
After a while it gets in the way

If you don't learn to toss
When in the task of take
You end up with much more than this
Then struggle with the give away

There's a difference with what you think
And what you truly need
This fine thin line has thickened over time
And now has me lost in the weeds

The hunger was innocent enough
Until hoarding ate me like its last meal
As the cherub on my shoulder stood up and took over
Saying that it's no big deal

It's good to have a hobby
After all we all collect
But when what you have gets out of hand
You then tend to land on regret

So, if you are much like me
And most others in this mix
Drop what you've got, like it's hot
And run like H.E. double hockey sticks