Woke up early this morning
The sun shinning in without warning
How's depression to set in
Messing like this with my zen

Birds outside chirping have me worrying
Squirrels playfully hurrying in their scurrying
I have no idea of what to do
With all of these good feeling blues

With the grass green on both sides
There’s no need for a change of tide
I'm about to waste my day away
With this happy plastered all over my face

How can I be sad or even mad
When I'm loving this and liking that
Out here humming Disney Princess tunes
Clinging to these good feeling blues

A slice of pie a piece of cake
A good time vibe to start the day
Just as I have often dread
I woke up on the right side of bed

As it is I'm not into this
Too much happiness and bliss tossed into the mix
What in the world am I supposed to do
Smack dab in all of these good feeling blues

Try hard as you might to set yourself free
In this world of finders keep, losers will weep
One thing you're reminded of finding
Is that you are always crying

Grass grows greener on the other side
That's when you find the road is wide
Here's a fairly radical fact
You can be happy with where you are at

The birds that get up early
Never do go hungry
Unless you find you've been thrown a curve
And over time you've become the worm

Up the creek without a paddle
Seems to be a constant battle
Do your best to grab this fact
You can be happy with where you are at

The gift horse in the mouth
Bites you the moment you let it out
You can lead that horse to water
But it won't go any further

With all your eggs in one basket
You easily forget where you left it
Get it into your head this phenomenal fact
You can be happy with where you are at

I find myself plugged in
Into high anxiety
When I'm faced with next to nothing
On my lowering level of battery

Everything I think I need
Is tethered with a power cord
Electricity has control over me
A simple fact I find hard to ignore

I'll likely get the nervous jitters
When devices start running low
Well, you know I ain't no quitter
The man in me, aways on the go

I find myself plugged in
To the nearest socket that comforts me
To keep it all clearly running
I'm deathly afraid to even skip a beat

I get the major shivers and shakes
When the battery shows 50 or below
I only hope I didn't make a mistake
And leave my charger back home alone

Out of all the issues of the day
This one really gets to me
How many out there can relate
To Battery Anxiety

...and could you spare an extra plug for me

the color blue
has many shades to choose
on different days
in different moods
what does it all mean to you
this color we call blue

does it tend to make you sad
when you recollect the past
or collect your thoughts on what's ahead
count the cost of all that's left
and where it fits best
in that color's grip

or do you look beyond
the color scheme of the path you're on
deep ocean blue or bright sky morn
heightened colors to smile upon
does the blue comfort you
or make you feel alone

the color blue
has all the moods
that it cares to place on you
on what it takes to get you through
the pastel truth it has for you
this the color blue

In these days I often find
I pray all the time
When life is going well
Or standing at the gates of hell

You often will find me
Battered, down on my knees
Mind you, not knocked down
I'm kneeling there on solid ground

To make it through this life
I pray all the time
No use in worrying
Talking with The Risen King

You might see me, a lowly debtor
Forgiven, blessed, and delivered
One that's been set free
By The One who rescued me

That's why I have in mind
To pray all the time
It's in my plan to never cease
With Christ being my greatest need

Even if the walls are closing in
I don't waste time in worrying
The bible tells all I need to know
My God is in complete control

And that my friend is why
I pray all the time...

In the wake, who is to say
Mistakes we've made along the way
Aren't just life lessons on display
If we would only treat them that way

Who is to show, what we know
About them only helps us grow
It seems to be a needed hope
In these days of do's and don'ts

I'm afraid we've lost our way
In the wake of all the blame
Not a one of us could name
A single one of us are the same

Learn to accept the differences
In what we have more or less
Adds a level we might have missed
If we had not taken the chance

On mistakes along the way
In the wake of what we say
Life lessons in the make
Plainly here on display

This pain
In our lives makes its way
To stand up and have its say
In our every day to day

We complain
In conversations made
More often as of late
From the things we create

Where hate
Finds a way to take away
Love in its state of grace
In our every day to day

We maintain
That it's going to be okay
Justifying things, we do and say
Consequences never weighed

We say
We are ready for a change
But through it all we stay the same
In our every day to day

At this rate
If we remain this way, unchanged
There will be nothing left to save
I only hope we're not too late

It's not what you have
But what you don't
Not what you need
But what you want
That you think will make you happy
But it won't

It's not what you know
But what you see
Not what's going on
But what you tend to believe
That you think will make you happy
However brief

It's not in the moment
But the moment to come
Or how much you give
But the amount taken from
That you think will make you happy
But it won't

But the thing that will
Is the giving of self
When you focus on others
Being willing to help
That will make you happy
Above everything else

Do you know what time it is
Without a watch someone might ask

How much time do we have left
Asking those who have a task

Could you spare some time for me
One might plead who has a need

About what time should we leave
Question those with somewhere to be

How much time can be spent
We ask of those who know no end

When will you know the time is right
In this time of fight or flight

Time you'll find never hides
Plain as day, in plain sight

Time is always standing by
To makes its way, flip or fly

Time will also make demands
Hour, minute, second hands

If you keep the time in mind
It drags on till the end of time

Time in truth stares back at you
And there's not a thing that you can do

With the time that you have
In the end there's little left

you want to know what my wish is
to permanently burn my bridges
so, i never have to go back
to that

listening to the voices
of all of my bad choices
in thinking i was right
not quite

if you ask me i see no sense
in doing it all again
the results would be the same
what a shame

that's why i'm here with matches
in front of all my bridges
so, i never have to go back
to that again

With so much here to worry for
Where went the big I can
As opportunity closes another door
For The New Millennial Man

Promised this and that in the past
From the upper echelon
Only to have our hopes dashed
As the world outside rubs us wrong

Like a dooms day prophet preaching
After predictions fail to land
Holding tight the sliver of hope
For The New Millennial Man                

Are we done paying attention
To our needs not being met
With all the noise it's hard to listen
How many second chances will we get

Would you mind this time showing us a sign
Or at least a helping hand
As our kind dies on the vine
The New Millennial Man

Theodore Tooth
Refused to let loose
Like he was supposed to
Being long in the tooth

Although a part of the crowd
He would not go that route
Brushing often, up and down
Flossing himself where it counts

Staying ahead of the game
Sadly, his friends did not do the same
Ask him and he'd often say
What a doggone rotten shame

As they one by one fell out
Far too many now to count
Gone from the North, East, West and South
His friends no longer hang around

To tell you the honest truth
What is there for a lone tooth to do
But to change his name into
That of Snaggletooth

This isn't what I thought it was
We took a left and then got lost
Rumble, tumble, twisted, tossed
In this Modern World

Dorthy, there's no place like home
Take me back to sticks and stones
Please just leave me alone
In this Modern World

They said that we'd be flying cars
Vacationing on the Planet Mars
In the future near and far
In this Modern World

We've lost our thoughts in how to think
I mostly miss the sanity
Before this game of hide and seek
In this Modern World

Supposedly we'd all relax
As our robots did their best
Now we serve them at their bequest
In this Modern World

We find that time is running thin
Working more at worrying
Out of control in constant spin
In this Modern World

Cannibals love
To make dinner with friends
Until there are
None of their friends left
Although to them
It doesn't much matter
They'll even have
Dinner with strangers
And take-home doggy bags
To enjoy them later
From medium to rare
Well done to raw
Their Savoir-faire
Is they'll eat them all
Although there's one thing
Cannibals seldom eat
And that's vegetables
It leaves green in their teeth
Cannibals wash
It all down with Pepsi
They think Coke is a joke
Those backwoods Pygmy's
With so much going on
In todays does and don'ts
Everyone knows
Friends go better with Coke

i said what i said
believe it or not
ideas swirl round my head
long before they are caught

one might slip in its dip
making little sense
before you know, there you go
another follows it

flying through fiery hoops
skedaddle de do
this is as old as it is new
may the farce be with you

take it with a grain of salt
before you pepper it
with the thing you ought not
adding to the mix

are you ahead of the times
or do you tend to lag
be the string that holds the kite
to the tail that steady's it

jumping through fiery hoops
skedaddle de do
i think a ***** is coming loose
may the farce be with you

Like the time before this
And the time before that
Will we do it again
Don't make me laugh

Double or nothing
On the nothing we have
Want to hear something
Here we go again

You can lean to the left
Or rumba to the right
Doesn't much matter
In how you choose sides

You can dip your toe in
The slightest tidbit
If truth be known
Here we go again

There's nothing new
Still without a clue
Of what we have done
And are soon to do

We'll buy the whole farm
From beginning to end
Sound the alarm
Here we go again

There's a failure to acknowledge failure
In this prideful world of today
To admit you were wrong, change it up then move on
And not be stuck in that single mind state

Not a soul here has their act together
If you must know the truth
Some just fake it better than others
Something I have yet learned how to do

But I do acknowledge when I've done something wrong
And try my best to learn from it
Every time that I fall, get up dust myself off
Then try not to do it again

Have we not seen throughout history
That failure can be a learning curve
When you see what went wrong, make a U-turn
Leaving it far behind in the dirt

Instead of having it on steady repeat
To do it over and over again
What do they say about insanity
Expecting it to work out in the end

I'm not saying to embrace the failure
Just acknowledge that it's there
When you slip from the trip quickly get over it
In this game we play of truth or dare
Failure is everywhere

Be who you want to be
Whoever you are
Say what you feel you need
Whoever you are
Follow along happily
Or gladly take the lead
Free to be free
Whoever you are

Be a part of society
Whatever you think
Voice your opinion out loudly
Whatever you think
But in fairness to the game
Allow others to do the same
At times show a little refrain
Whatever you think

Be a shining light
Wherever you are
A sign of the times
Wherever you are
Be someone who
Someone out there can turn to
Be the authentic you
Wherever you are

Try and get along
Whenever you can
Do your best to right the wrongs
Whenever you can
Hold compassion in your hand
Then shake as many hands as you can
Calling everyone your friend
Whenever you can

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
These are the three
I need the most
With them at the helm
I am able to cope
A smidgen of faith
A handful of hope
Throughout the day
I am never alone
With the three
I need the most
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Do you remember
Our younger days
We had so much
To give away
Now here we are
With little left
Do you my dear
Remember that
When we had
No secrets kept

Open to
What came of life
Not a one of us
Picked a side
Do you remember
What that was like
When we thought we lived
In paradise
Before the darkness
Came to light

Took ahold
The stories told
Knew that we
Could change the world
Where did it go
Where have we been
Do you my dear
Remember when
We were good
At remembering

Here one minute
Gone the next
From what you were
To nothing left
All except
The memory
That too soon
Will also leave

Every picture
Of you will fade
Until they're finally
Thrown away
No one remembers
Your look, your name
Gone out as fast
As you came in

Here one minute
Then out of sight
Thought you'd win it
Not this time
When you stood up
Life knocked you down
Better luck
Next go around

Some have a hard time in drawing
From the experience that life has given
Always in need of help whether bold or pastel
In interpreting the art of living

Being a sign of the times in grand design
Trying to hang the picture perfect life
As they're craving their niche or taking brush strokes to it
A happy medium they have yet to find

Not patient enough most just give up
At the opening of their life's museum
With empty frame that bares only a name
In interpreting the art of living

I find I need something new to write
Instead of the same old, same old
Lines I use from time to time
As stories told tend to unfold

Something with a tad of pizazz
Brilliance with a bite
Take a stand as I take a stab
At something new inside the rhyme

Dive deep into my psyche
Allow myself to splash about
See what I can stir up
Before I'm found down for the count

Something new to keep this going
New lines to help entice
Let go the old that I am holding
Something new to the way I write

Begin a new beginning
A new palate on the plate
In the flavor of mind bending
As something new makes its way,
in what I have to say today

When all is said
And all is done
All that will be left
Is the love of God

When restless hearts
Search for something new
I pray dear Lord
They find rest in you

When we tend to stray
From the narrow path
Your loving grace
Brings the sinner back

When we are met
By worldly obstacles
The promise kept
Hold tight to the Lord

When we seek
Forgiveness from the Lord
He sets us free
According to his word

When all is done
And all is said
The love of God
Will be all that's left

Oh Snap
The jig is up
Caught red handed
With an overdue book

There's nothing to sneeze
As the Library Police
Roughed little me up
And slap the cuffs on me

Said book was due
Back in '92
They don't play that game
Or whistle that tune

Paraded out front
In the Police lineup
As the Librarian screams
That's the crook, lock him up

Now crying I find
Myself doing hard time
As that overdue book
Lingers on in my mind

Slapped with 3 years
Ironing book marked dog ears
Time off with good behavior
If I obey while I’m here

But the hardest part
Like it or not
They stripped me of my dignity
And took my library card

I knew this house could use some work
Going in I'm afraid it's going to hurt
When I start removing all the rot
I've let fester in this heart

I spruced the outside up real nice
Knowing full well I should have started inside
Because with what you choose to decorate
About you has a lot to say

I'm far from ready with the finishing nails
From how they're placed to where it counts
If I'm not in the right frame of mine
This building will collapse in time

I've tried several times to hire it out
But this project is a do it yourself
It helps in building character
A permit that's lacking in this world

I spend most my time trying to scrape
Away all of the old worthless paint
Before I try covering up the grime
With a coat of...out of sight, out of mind

I knew coming in, this house needed work
And that it was going to really hurt
Through it all I see I must concede
It's easier to work on wants than it is on needs

I said the word out loud
Then wrote it down
Put it in my pocket
Took it to town
Where I decided
To spread it around
Since the jest of it
Can hardly be found

I showed it to the old
Showed it to the young
The man on the corner
In tie and cummerbund
I'll go to the moon
And even beyond
For there's not a one
I will not show love

I asked of the crowd
To spread it around
One side take it up
The other side down
We'll start a movement
The likes haven't been found
When we open our mouths
And live love out loud

As I ready myself to leave
Pull the sheets tight over me
Have the priest read my last rights
Say a prayer and say goodbye

Let’s reminisce on what we had
Treasure the little we have left
Lean on the strength of what we believe
We shall meet again in eternity

As the lights in my eyes quickly dim
And our voices like whispers on the wind
Giving God full control of the helm
To steer this vessel into another realm

Just so you know, I won’t leave you alone
In your heart of hearts I will make my home
Living on in thought and deed
As sweet as any memory can be

As for now I’ll take my final bow
Going down for the last count
From death there’s no more need to hide
Say a prayer and say goodbye

I wish I may
I wish I might
I wish it all
Would turn out right
When I see the shape
This world is in
I can't help
But to keep praying

I wish I might
I wish I may
I wish it all
Would go away
The fall of man
The rise of sin
I can't help
But to keep praying

I wish I may and might
All I like
But only prayer
Can change a life
From this wretched
Man I am
I can't help
But to keep praying

Since this is my life
You would think by now I'd know
Just how much over time
That I've let myself go

When I was brand spanking new
Sealed right, packed extra tight
Seeing no expiration date
Ready to take on this life

But overtime I seem to find
I let things eat at me
Without the washing of hands from it
The rot can run fairly deep

I've tried at times to self-improve
Put myself back on top shelf
But I seem to lack the ingredients
When it comes to motivational skills

Or do my best to keep myself
Out of the discount isle
Being half the man I once was
When all of this first started out

If I could just make it to
What is clearly my sell by date
Without giving too much
Of myself away, then I might just be okay

...but who's to really say

Who are we trying to kid, life to men
Is like a massive refrigerator
Where every time we try, we struggle to find
Enter stage left, the moderator

To show us the way through this giant mind maze
That daily gets out of hand
Where all that we need we can't seem to see
Without the help of a good woman

When the look on our face is a far-off gaze
They know just when to step in
To help a fella out, deep seated in doubt
To exactly where the item is

Where lo and behold wouldn't you know
It appears right in front of us
Within arm's reach and easy to see
Where would we be without a woman to trust

...to find everything for us

Lord only knows
What I am feeling
Deep down inside
What I'm going through
My head is reeling
With the dealings I'm dealing
In need of spiritual healing
Ain't it the truth

Lord only knows
Which way the wind blows
Why when I'm told
I don't follow through
Still hold to the hope
As my faith grows
With his help I cope
Ain't it the truth

Lord only knows
What's coming next
In him there is rest
He's the living proof
On him I am making
The firmest foundation
There is no time wasted
Ain't it the truth

Looking down from the stars up above
We look like a farm full of ants on the run
Moving here and there at a frantic pace
Not a one of us projected to win this race

You would think we would think after awhile
This nonsense of happenstance is wearing us down
Constant chaos in and out of our ranks
As we take the bait on who next to hate

Not a one of us here seems to care
As we hither and thither in this heated affair
Every last one like ants on the run
As seen looking down from the stars up above

He held her close
Cheek to cheek
As it was meant to be

The lights were dim
But they could see
By the flame of love that burned between

They gently swayed
As the music played
Inside their aging minds

Taking a chance
At the last dance
Before the end of time

Holding tight to the love
That pulled at the seams
Of their memories

Unsurpassed
By anything
They even dared to dream

She was the first to go
But only by a minute or so
From their shared hospital bed

He kissed her soft
Then came along
In this, their final dance

A band of frogs
In a ***
Of cooking oil
Not yet hot

Turn the heat
Up slowly
Not a single one
Suspects a thing

Before they know
What's going on
You've got a ***
Of boiled toads

If you start the ***
Off real hot
And toss in the toad
Away he'll hop

And the moral to the story is...

Fool you, fool me
With a little heat
Before you know
We're in too deep

Without a thought
Of just how hot
We've found ourselves
In this boiling ***

Where went the good old days
That crazy once upon a time
When I respected your ways
And you let me live mine

Are we only now just finding out
It’s all about having control
No more you do you the way you want to
While you leave me alone

If what I have to say and do
Has nothing new to do with you
Why do you try your best to
Get me to jump through all the hoops

Like this is some sort of circus act
An attempt at slight of hand
We’ll let these fools make up the rules
Until there’s nothing left

Of the Que Sera Sera
What will be will be
When you did you the way you wanted to
And left the rest up to me

You gave me your hand
I gave you mine
We took our fingers
And intertwined
How can something so simple
Simply feel right
As we walk hand in hand
This journey called life

We picked up the pace
About mid-way
Stepped on the gas
Foot off the brakes
As we slid past
The life that we made
Into these golden years
With touches of gray

Comfortable in
Each other’s hand
How ever long, we’re given left
From the first intertwine
Of fingers we had
We knew it was right
The perfect life
Both hand in hand

How many folk you meet
are one step from the street
One paycheck away
from nada in the bank
Today's society
could give a hill of beans
Stuck on the same roundabout
with no one to let you out
Broke Down

Families that are forced
to live out of their cars
Can't afford the gasoline
to keep the running heat
In these times of lean
deemed mean on the streets
Too little too late you find this out
you are the faceless face in the crowd
Broke Down

Another day another find
Confronted by a bold-faced sign
Doors padlocked with no one there
Fine print reads, closed beyond repair
Pay no heed
As strong men weep
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
All around a hurtful sound
Broke Down

I have got this rebel heart
That rebels against the one I love
You'd think I'd try and do what's right
But find that it's a constant fight

I know who's loving hand to hold
But always try to go solo
Running thin in the thick of things
By all accounts, by any means

This rebel heart from the start
Has tried its best to pull apart
Rears its head time and again
Barking back at Gods plans

Knows what's right in the eyes of God
Jumps at the chance to do the opposite
Quick to quote both line and verse
Yet still can steer itself off course

Born into war, this rebel heart
Years of callused battle scars
With talk of surrender along the way
The temptation of sin keeps it in the game

In the moment of truth knows what to do
But in the time of lies does what it wants to
In this heavy handed tug of war
Daily living with this rebel heart

I go out of my way
To help those in need
You may question why
It's the Jesus in me

What else can I do
For who set me free
Than to honor and serve
The Jesus I need

I try best I can
To live in harmony
Though I know that I
Can make Jesus weep

Life is a struggle
Troubles are deep
And that is the case
Why on Jesus I lean

From early to rise
Into late evening
And all points between
I need Jesus in me

I find my mind goes to the times
And those times make me sad
When someone arrives at their prime
But never makes it past

The circumstance and reason at
Isn’t always clear
I just know those left alone
Wish they were still here

They hang around a minute
And in a second gone
Some might say they got in the way
When death sang its swan song

Life isn’t always easy
In fact it’s most times cruel
In the way it tends to play
When making its own rules

You never know the way things go
With the roll of the dice
Or who is next to play the hand
Of cut down in their prime

People spend a lifetime
Searching for the truth
Still along the way they're afraid to face
The choices they must choose

It's easier to sit for a lie
Than to stand for your convictions
While over time they tend to find
There's always something missing

They follow along with this fallen world
Down the pathway of destruction
Whatever they hear that tickles their ears
In the moment of deception

If it feels right, they cling on tight
Without a second thought
Too hurried to even worry
How it will all work out

In the spending of a lifetime
Searching for the truth
Where along the way they're afraid to change
With the choices they must choose

Some view the world
As a math equation
Where nothing seems to ever add up
Or a nursery rhyme
With child misbehaving
Fresh out of the stories of love

Some view the world
Like a picture puzzle
That seems to be missing a piece
Or a night on the town
When drinking doubles
Brings no relief to the daily heat

Some view the world
Like they're stock car racing
An endless going of round and round
Or a lost treasure of gold
That finds men craving
Where the degree of greed is never in doubt

This seems to be what the world is about...

Have we become a Nation
That has suddenly gone blind
With the handouts we keep taking
Every bitter bite
Of their excuses
Mixed with half-truths and lies
Where went our senses
And the sight to our eyes

Have we become a Nation
That can no longer hear
The many words of warning
Coming in so clear
Is it the boy who cried wolf
Or chicken little far off somewhere
Have we heard it so many times
That we no longer care

Have we become a Nation
That has lost the ability to taste
The trash they are feeding
Straight to our face
Whether it is fried
Raw, broiled, or baked
A lie is still a lie
Now matter where on the plate it's placed

Have we become a Nation
That has lost our touch
We used to know pure evil
And called it out as such
Now the best we can do
Is put on a good front
Then wash our hands of the problems
While we all stay out to lunch

Have we become a Nation
That has lost our sense of smell
Something here is rotten
As we struggle to tell
What in the world could it be
And how can we be helped
To come to our senses
Before it all goes to hell

These are the days
Of the Great Divide
One says they're wrong
While the other says they're right
With a passion that burns
Hot on both sides
On this hill they've made the deal
Where they're all willing to die

To turn a few heads
They lay out the facts
On what they are fed
What others have said
All hurried along
With not much time left
Before this game of craps
Loses all bets

The Great Divide
Moves right along
Both can't be right
But both could be wrong
May not have our backs
But put on a good front
What both sides are missing
Is brotherly love

I've made it past adolescence
Years and then beyond
Into a personal goal of mine
Far too old now to die young

Not one to admit that I'd ever go back
And relive it all again
No need to think twice, not on your life
Once around the block is plenty my friend

Would I want to change the mistakes I made
That made me out the man I am
No second thought to whether or not
I've earned every scar I have, good or bad

On the outside of me they're quite easy to see
It's the ones deep beneath I guard
Hang around long enough they'll eventually show up
Giving glimpses of life's old school yard

From beginning to end can't say that I've been
Always on my best behavior
But one thing I can say that I'll take to my grave
Along the way I can thank my Maker

From here I'll just stick with the chances I get
Until I'm met with the great beyond
And be thankful with the days I have left
Being too old now to die young

Like a dog that returns to his *****
I continue in my sin
How badly I must want it
Time and time and time again

I hate I'm that way more often than not
Shackled like a runaway slave
I want what I don't, and I'll take the whole lot
Straight down with me into the grave

With little hope I too often go it alone
Desiring that which I lack
Chilled to the bone by a heart that's grown cold
The devil must get a good laugh over that

As I once again eat from the dumpster of sin
Not realizing what it does to my pallet
When every excuse I dare care to use
Is at its worst a word salad

I try and clean myself up then jump back in the mud
At the height of this worthless endeavor
Continuing on, getting it totally wrong
In a world, missing rungs on its ladder

I won't find the cure if not deep in the word
There simply is no doubt about it
This acceptance of sin in its own sour time will do me in
Like a dog that returns to his *****

Who’s out there these days
Not taking something
For mood enhancement
No worries, it’s prescription

Who is counting the ways
People don’t listen
All second guessing
On what they are missing

Who’s too confused to say
What they are thinking
Not good at crowd reading
Believe what they’re seeing

Who always craves
At needing a reason
Prideful chest beating
A man for all seasons

Who’s giving away
Their soul in searching
A lifetime of flirting
To come up with nothing

Seventeen without a clue
With no idea of what to do
You just do what they say to
But what are they really telling you

You have a full life that's ahead
And don't need this to hold you back
It's easy to remove this mess
Never mentioning once, the regret

As you're wheeled into the room
Behind the masks a smile or two
The speakers play an unfamiliar tune
With no one here to comfort you

Who's in control of this life
As you perceive what's wrong and right
You've heard how justice can be blind
Could this be one of those times

You had the truth in front of you
To help you choose what you should do
When in the end you had no clue
And now somehow it bothers you

When poetry grabs ahold of you
It latches on real tight
Takes you to a place of rhythm
On up into rhyme

Maneuvering its many moves
Through the maze inside your mind
Ninety nine percent loose as a goose
With one percent, hold on tight  

Soon enough is when you find out
Imaginations running wild
Like a feral stallion in open field
Or an up too late unruly child

Flashes its ideas up in lights
Like a Broadway night out on the town
Just as easily lifts you up
As quickly as it throws you down

The moment that it grabs you
And holds on for dear life
Poetry is all you think about
Most all of the time

Being a blessing or a curse
Is all in how you read the signs
Along with how far you've crossed
Over poetry's high-wire