Alone, afoot
With the world at my feet 
And my thoughts behind me. 
I part ways with life, and a dream 
Beyond my reach
And take to the open road.
The winding gravel,
Twists my own imagination,
And leads to where ever I wish to roam. 

For fortune, I have no desire 
I alone am desire. 
All a wanderer needs
Is the road,
And the stars to shield him at night. 
To where ever fate holds favor 
Is beyond me. 
I welcome with a complex mind
The events which are yet to come.

My mind, peaked with curiosity 
Overlaps and shrouds my own doubts.
For I alone, the father of my own creation
And the master of my own defeat. 
And the kind stranger who says Hello 
Is a parting friend who says Goodbye.

Once upon a time
In another song and rhyme
Lived the King's royal fool
Who couldn't seem to step in line

He was witty he was charming
Though he was mistook
Because while he tried to bring a smile
Others misplaced him for a schnook

He would sing his silly songs
He would play a little toot
And while others called him a brute
Their point was fairly moot

And they tossed him on the rocks
And they threw him to the dogs
He always made his way back
To do what he was taught

"Fool," said the King
As he gave a coin a fling
"Have you learned not a thing?
I pay you to sing!

Let this be a lesson
As you lie awake in bed
If I dont get my wishes
Its off with your head!"


To top it off
The King gave a scoff
He was always short tempered
Because he couldn't play Golf
But the fool had brushed it off

But he knew how to live
And he knew how to love
He was never looking down
Because his spirits were always above

He always tipped his hat
To the ladies and the Gents
"Bless you Gov," he said as he bowed
"Be sure to give the wife a kiss!"

I would be remiss
If I did not insist
That while I enjoyed his company
And though I loved his songs
He did one thing
I thought was very wrong
When he put his hand on a place
That didn't possibly belong

"Apologies Miss I wasn't
Trying to seem fresh!
Take it from me tales me mother
Always taught me best!"

But she sighed and she frowned
As she went about her way
"Give it a rest you blundering pest
I have no time to stop and play!"

So the moral of me rhyme
To the right person place and time
If you can't enjoy life
You better step in line

Because you can't love another
If you don't love yourself
Might as well keep your worries
Tucked away upon a shelf!

It's not that bad
Though it may seem cruel
If you can't see the beauty
Then you my friend are the fool!

Once upon a time
In another tale and rhyme
In a villiage far away
Lived the ignorant villiage fool
Who always loved to laugh and play
He would sing his silly songs
And play a little toot
And while other's dissagreed
And they called him a brute
Their point was fairly moot
And they tossed him to the dogs
And they tossed him on the rocks
Because other's forgot to learn
What he had already forgot
Because he knew how to live
And he knew how to love
He was never looking down
Because his spirits were always up above!
He always tipped his hat to the ladies and the gents
And he said "Bless you Gov, give the wife a kiss!"
And I protest because while I enjoyed his company
And though I enjoyed his songs
He did one thing I thought was very wrong
When he put his hand on a certain place that didn't possibly belong
He said "Apologies miss I wasn't trying to seem fresh!
Take it from me tales me mother always taught me best!"
And she sighed and she frowned and she went about her way
"Give it a rest you inconceiving pest!
I have no time to stop and play!"

I was just a boy
When my father
Took me to a funeral
Echos in my ear
I still can hear
What he said
Those many years ago
He said son theres no sense
Trying to wake the dead
The feelings in our hearts
Are better left unsaid
One day you'll be older
Soon you'll understand
Dont go chasing shadows
Trying to wake the dead"