After an exhausting day at work, I eagerly lie my restless head down
Plunge into my bed and put on my pillowed crown
Regardless of how soft and cool my pillow may be
The other side of the pillow, keeps beckoning me
And be one man, long I thought
For the previous night I had forgot
How the other side of the pillow feels?
What comfort the other side reveals?
Although, both sides equally lay
I contemplated flipping my pillow the other day
For in the morning I awoke in hot sweat
And wished I changed my previous bet
So tonight, I flipped my pillow over with ease
The coolness of the surface came over me like a breeze
Oh, how magical this side of the pillow can feel
Oh how happy am I? To have made this deal
I doubted if I should ever go back
Knowing what the other side may lack
Somewhere ages and ages hence, I’ll tell this story with a sigh
How overnight that side of the pillow grew warm and dry
Because in the morning my pillow was wet
For I had woken up in a hot sweat

I'm a man of little faith, but I often pray
I pray for health, I pray for wealth, I pray for these all day

I never worked hard, not at all
It was simply given, all I had to do, was call
I have a lovely life, and a lovely wife, I cannot ask for more
But still I yearn and try to earn the things that I adore

So I pray to the old gods, and pray to the new
Ill pray to Suez, if he gets me through
I shout and I shout, towards the skies aloud, even at the ground
I pray every day in every way, for riches to be found
One day my wife left me, and my son died in the war

But still i pray, I pray and pray, I always pray for more
One day I caught a disease, and it crippled me to the core
But still I pray, I pray and pray, I always pray for more
I'm a man of little faith with an empty safe, and I have nothing left now

I never did right, not one night, and it hangs upon my heavy brow

So I prayed again, to whoever listens, for what I should do

"Please god, please tell me, how to make my life a new

I want to be happy, please o please show me how
For the hole in my heart grew bigger and bigger, from once until now
"
As I expected, I heard no reply
So I carried on with my day, by and by
One day a man asked me to spare him some change
All I could do was look upon him estranged

Because he had a smile on his face and filled with delight
Though he hadn't had a position in sight
I asked him, "Dear fellow, how are you filled with such glee
"
He responded through "faith, faith in humanity
"
That good things will happen, you just have to wait
For we are all judged as equal at the heavenly gates.
So I gave my new friend all the possessions I had
And went on my way, slightly more glad

I am now a man of great faith, but rarely I pray,
Not for wealth nor health, nor to see the light of day
I pray for others, so they may be well

I pray for the moral, and I pray for those in a cell

I have no money, no clothes on my back

But my burden is lifted, I'm happy, on life's track
I sit on the corner, quit often, and beg for bread

And often I sing, different tunes that come in my head
I asked a bold man for some food one day
Hoping my kindness will be returned in some way
The man just stood there, then said, asking me to stay
"
People won't just give you things, poor man, I suggest that you pray"

I cannot help but glare into the vastness of the Sea
How it continuously keeps beckoning me
As the waves persist, crashing on bended knee
I ponder at all the possibilities that there can be

As each wave crests, one after the other
Making a path, no drop shall trudge back
But the wave moves forward, in a great pother
What a chaotic fate must await, as it crests past the horizon, black

And there are countless waves, all marching, stride for stride
Gliding through each other, as they change one another’s course of tide
There are endless possibilities, within my endless stare
For the whole sea is in front of me
The endless possibilities are all within my care

I like to visit it, every now and once again
Where the rich men lay, as there bodies decay, no need for mortal pain

For the wealthiest place on the earth that can be. Is a graveyard you see
For the dreams of the men, and the wishes and hopes
Lie buried below, trapped, in the forgotten minds of dopes

Like the one who's buried here
Abused his whole life by extinguishing fear.
Did you know he had the cure my dear?
The worlds sickness could've been gone and clear.

And the poor fellow buried over there.
Had the secret to a full head of hair,
Too bad he took it with him to the grave.
Lived a life of servitude, a modern slave.

But, not all died old, most left us quit young.
Kicking and screaming, to life they clung.

For these, are the men and women we remember most! Oh what a pleasure to host,
the ones who boast,
full of ideas utmost.
Compost of the greatest things that can be,
specifically tailored for you and for me,
well maybe not for me,
but you see
The possibilities of we.

Yet, these ideas and things,
Lay dormant and snuffed
Only pain it brings
To the ones who lived, cuffed

Cuffed to this mortal world, with their mortal lives,
Their mortal hopes, mortal beliefs, and mortal lies.

The greatness and potential of what was, they had, what not
Now forgotten, down they trot
Deep into the grave, their mind asleep
How the widow and the children weep,
Oh they weep, and weep together still
Till forgotten on a whim, or forgotten from the will.

All men die, but not all dreams live,
And this graveyard to which they give, those dreams, that never met hope,
The faith that never saw the scope
The belief down deep, never gripped a rope.

You must now forgive
The time has come for your life to come to an end
Don't struggle to live
Accept the pain
And in the ether you will give

Maybe the next generation will
Remember your ideals
But the one following, surely won't
So don't

For your dreams were always meant to die,
And here your body will lie
So, if you're looking for the agony to cease
Lay back and put your mind at peace

Guided by the starlit night
A new moons waning light
Painted colors of green and gray
Patiently wait till the break of day

And in the twilight, darkness breaks
Comprised of combative colored flakes
Golden sands mixed with amber gems
Light blue sky, and earthly stems

Sitting perched on mountain tops
As the light creeps and crops
Calm winds gently nudge
As the chorused birds sing and judge

Pathways brighten to twisted trails
Gypsies jumping from misaligned rails
Subtle lovers come and go
Timely teachings of passions show

And now, to stand amongst the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore.
Brave, because fear is ever present
Bold, because boring is not pleasant

Burdened by bi-polar thought
That the horizon cannot be caught
As if to capture a moment of a flame
That even the gods could not tame

No place to call home
To be infrequently alone
To sing and dance, with strangers still
To give love a chance, with serendipitous skill

The last trap of a wondering soul
To try and consume the world whole
When they corrected all the wrongs
That’s, when traveler finds where she belongs

And yet, she travels still
Looking for life’s thrills
One day, she’ll know peace
Maybe after travels cease

Wether being conscious or not
One day the flesh will rot.
And turn into Stardust once more
So she may guide others as they explore

Step outside in the world of the twilight hour
And distinguish between the sweet and sour
Look upon the streets no longer crimson bright
And not yet engulfed by the darkness of night
It’s a time where heroes wear no capes
And evil finds a way to escape
Where the TV sits still, paused from its flashing lights
And you finally experience the blood, sweat, and tears of real fights
It’s a time where the sun doesn’t blind from the truth
Yet every alley and corner is lit for the youth
So step outside and look after the summers shower
And witness the world, clearly, in its twilight hour

What a strange entangled web we weave
Where we lie and deceive
Lie and hide from really who
When who you’re lying to is really you
When the world shall be reborn and angels flap their wings
You’ll still be hidden away concerned with all your things
With all the partying and stuff you did
Was it worth it looking back, pretending to be another kid?
For true happiness does not lie in numbers
But loyalty when you experience your greatest blunders
Take off the mask and show your face
Let people see your true beauty inside this place
I hope what your looking for you’ll find
And finally reach your peace of mind
For we live in a world where we all deceive
What a strange entangled web we weave

What I want to be

If anything in the world I could be
I wish, I wish I were a tree
So little would be expected of me
To simply grow and sit patiently
To provide shade in the hot summer days
To let the birds perch and sing out praise
My mind no longer trapped in a haze
My purpose defined within this phase
No longer would I be asked to think outside the box
If I simply were a fox
Or better yet I could be an Ox
No longer trapped by time on clocks
I'll be free to roam
And call any sunny patch my home
No longer would I feel alone
Nor carry sins for which I must atone
Oh why, has the universe placed me in this physical form
For wandering eyes to scrutinize and scorn
Oh why can't I just be
Proud and sturdy like a tree
No questions would be asked of me
No expectations demanded by society
But what type of life is this
Deprived of both pain and bliss
For how do I know that I exist?
And after life, will my dreams persist?
Once blind, now I see
That my dreams could come effortlessly
And life is such a blessing to me
I can only wish I'll simply be

They love me when I sweat
Sweat pools of anguish onto the grass
And staining it with my blood

They love me when I push
Push for the extra inch breaking my back in immense pain
And screaming till my voice gives out

They love me when I give
Give everything I have for the team
And not ask for a drop in return

They love me as long as I work
As long as my legs work
And my heart beats

But, nobody knocks at the hospital door
When I can’t work no more
And have nothing else to give

When they burry me, remember my feet
Which trekked every step on broken streets
Felt the sands course through the toes in heat
Through the winters snow and the icy sleet
Tip toed at night, in the shadows, discrete
And in the day stomped to the beat
Carried me to a love so sweet
I beg of you, remember my feet

When they burry me, remember my knees
Which cushioned the flips and falls of the trapeze
Held up my frame with the greatest ease
And never knelt to anything in displease
Sprang up in the summer’s breeze
Survived through the winters freeze
And only bent to the love I wished to please
I beg of you, remember my knees

When they burry me, remember my hips
That were there for all my trips
Danced and shook for tips
Witness the beauty of an eclipse
Helped me stay balanced in all my slips
Swung side to side on moonlit strips
My love, who so tenderly grips
I beg of you, remember my hips

When they burry me, remember my hands
Which toiled and worked in foreign lands
Saluted in honorable commands
Showed knowledge that still expands
Gestured my souls demands
Conveyed a message that understands
Maintained a love that stands
I beg of you, remember my hands

When they burry me, remember my chest
Where my heart beat without rest
Gave me bravery in every quest
Allowed me to pass every test
Grew for those oppressed
Out front when I progressed
Where my love, became expressed
I beg of you, remember my chest

When they burry me, remember my head
Smart enough to help me earn my bread
Heard in passing, everything said
Looked upon the horizon spread
Felt the pain, when my body bled
Kept my body fed
Laid next to my love in bed
I beg of you, remember my head

When they burry me, remember my soul
How it took others on an emotional stroll
Made me conscious of my body toll
Gave me purpose, a position role
Appreciated everything in its whole
The spirit world where it patrolled
My love, whose heart it stole
Above all, I beg of you, remember my soul

To the left of the television
Beyond the gold and black rug
Across the couch in the living room
Lives a memory

Enclosed in a silver frame behind the glass
Sits a naive little boy playing with his new toy
In the arms of his father
Both gazing the same gaze

The flash was too bright
And the background is faded black
But the father and son are in perfect focus

They’re wearing grey sweaters
It’s cold, probably winter in the photo
The boy is resting on his father’s chest, loving him very much

In my living room
Behind the glass
Lives a memory

Let me take you to the place where the lights are dim
Where there are no smiles, though nobody’s grim
Where the faces and colors are not what they appear
Nevertheless, the sight is perfectly clear
Where the kind little waitress knows perfectly well
The wonders and details of heaven and hell
Where she sits you at the regular bench
With that odd somehow familiar stench
Where friends dwell, though you’ve never seen their face
And the band plays your life while you drift into space
Where the drink is nectar only held by the gods
But, only attained after overcoming the greatest of odds
For the cool, they mark, and the old men, they know
Where the walk is slighted and slow
So take the plunge, and go for a swim
And follow me to the place where the lights are dim

As I put on the sandals made of red
I embark on a journey where the past I’ve shed
I follow the yellow brick road

It twists and turns, windless and winds
Around the bend and toward the skies
Over the seas and into a new land
With my family hand in hand
I follow the yellow brick road

And on this road I find a ball
That entertains me through it all
I share and play with those around
Through the air or on the ground
Kicking, hitting, bouncing, throwing it up and down
I follow the yellow brick road

As I walk I meet a fork
And don’t know which way to go
But which ever way I go
I know I’ll find
The place I want to end in space and time
So I take a left and keep my course
As I follow the yellow brick road

I encounter on my voyage there
People that can help me bear
The burden that I care
Of all the deaths I’ve seen
On the path that I have been
I follow the yellow brick road

I reach a high and reach and low
Nevertheless I know where I shall go
I hit some bumps and fall right down
But always get up and never frown
I follow the yellow brick road

As I see the road comes to an end
I look at myself as an old man
Searching this whole time
To find my place, to find my life
To do what’s right, to claim what’s mine
I’ve been on the road this whole time
On the road of my life

And on this road I have found
The person I am on this humble ground
And as I dig my grave so deep
I know I cannot go to sleep
All the unfinished things I still have to do
The questions, answers, and all things new

So I put on the sandals made of red
As a new road appears where the past I’ve shed
The sins I’ve gathered
I follow the yellow brick road

I have climbed the highest mountain tops, yet you were their peak

I have trekked the vastness of the deserts, yet you were their oasis

I have foraged in the deepest of forests, yet you were their smell

I have swam in the bluest of oceans, yet you were their melody

I have explored the grandest of cities, yet you were their light

I have designed the most decorative of art, yet you were their purpose.

I have conceived the craftiest of culinary plates, yet you were their taste

I have engineered the most complex of structures, yet you were their hearth

I have lived a hollow life, and you filled it.