Monday, 12 November 2012

right now

you're lacking motivation
too early to drink your wine
you're overlooking disaster
it's looming in your mind
so take a minute
breathe
forget about tomorrow
fu to the past
concentrate on this moment
and nail that tiny task

Friday, 9 November 2012

robbed

i once had a dollar
that rode in my pocket
but the man with the collar
demanded i docket
the taxes i give
are never enough
i live in a sive
with a huff and a puff

tired

they say
parenting is the most rewarding job in the world
they lie
in truth, it is endlessly demanding
but at the end of the day
when everyone is sleeping
and still alive
parents can figure
they must have done something right

- bethanyanndavidson

guns and music

my bud
a soldier
bulk, heart
guns and steel
he's for real
with power to heal
drum sticks in hand
down with his band
peace be made
through heavy metal raid

reasoning

is it illogical to think
that after the Word of God
had made God known
the story had been written
the end
why the other writings
on par with the gospels
with nothing new to say
but commentary and opinion

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Consider


I get a kick out of Joe Blow: up in arms against abortion, typing furiously whilst slicing his morning banana, sipping his coffee.  Coffee and bananas, the production of which violated all imaginable human rights – causing birth defects, miscarriages, depression and death.

Or those feminists: touting women’s rights over their bodies whilst applying makeup advertised by pro-anorexia big-wigs that profit on the backs of multitudes of enslaved females around the world.  Or the dude hollering about the economy, sporting his sweatshop-made attire from head to toe.  Or the fine couple in their vacant house, enraged that more is not being done for the poor. 

All these efforts are but vanity toward world change.  A vote is valuable, yes – this blood-bought freedom cannot be understated – but the daily life decisions of the citizens are what really affect transformation.

Tuesday, 6 November 2012

loving you

i'd die for you
do the dishes too
i'd swim the ocean
apply your lotion
i'd walk a thousand miles
sort the laundry piles
i'll give you a hug
fill your mug
kill that bug
'cause loving you
is what i want to do