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Dreaming Of Peace 08/11/05 How many times have you been told, that it won't be long till you get old A prayer can sooth a troubled soul & to let your heart be free Remember when you were but a child & even the tamest bug seemed wild? Many a night a restless child, alone on a barren sea Oh what would you give to live once more, childhood as it was before? No bill collectors at your door & never you two shall meet I dream of a day when across the land, we all join together hand in hand On every shore, every child, woman & man will be dancing in the street Up to the heavens our voices lifted, over the mountaintops they drifted Songs of triumph, songs of glory, songs to tell our precious story Life has finally come to be what we've prayed for throughout history I'm glad I've lived long enough to see, all races joined in harmony Finally I awake from slumber, yawn & stretch & stare in wonder, If… Ever such dream shall come to pass & we all live free at last

Incarceration 08/29/05 After the rain & the storm both subside & the carnivals closed the last one of its rides You find yourself waiting with nothing to do & with no real objective for you to pursue in boredom your choices are haste fully made all you need now is someone to persuade a partner in crime as they say just in case you end up being caught up at some time or place to collaborate your side of the story exact to be first on the scene to keep your story in tact when authorities threaten to take you to jail lock you up with Big Poppa & make your life hell he can beg some of his friends to help you make bail just in case the cops don't believe the lies you both tell After they arrest you they take you to booking They tell you to strip down & then they start looking in creases & crevasses that have never seen light & God knows who'll you'll have to bunk with tonight but before you're put in what they call population they put you in seclusion a sort of probation while your already locked up so that they can see how much of a threat you are going to be to you or somebody else that may bump into you that might want to screw you or otherwise do you with the shank they have hidden up under one arm either for his protection or to cause someone harm he's got a life sentence, knows that he'll never leave he'd just as well shank you as listen to you breath.

When Prince Charming Is Harming 10/15/05 When Prince charming is harming you what can you do? You married for better or worse yes its true But the better seems farther & it's worse every day You never thought he'd ever treat you this way In sickness & health were the vows that you took Now you get sick when he gives you that look That look of annoyance that comes to his face When ever he's pissed & been drinking a trace He gets so demanding & down right irate Leaving you once more to question your fate You know how he gets cause you've seen it before The last time you saw it was near the front door When he didn't like the tone in your voice or the sound So he back handed you & knocked you to the ground The time before that when you spent all day sweating Inside a hot kitchen so he would be getting A hot meal as soon as he walked in the door But he burnt his tongue on it & started to roar But you jumped up to comfort your prince of a man & he just knocked you down with one big heavy hand Forsaking all others you give him your all While he gives all his time to the boys & football He calls you to tell you to bring drinks & snacks While he & his buddies go over the facts The plays & the strategies, that's all you hear Unless he's screaming for you to bring them more beer You do as you're told & you never complain You'd rather just do it then deal with the pain Of being beat up by the man that you chose to marry You're too scared to tell him of the baby you carry You must pick the right moment when he's in the right mood But during the game you don't want to intrude So you just bide your time hoping you get to tell Before the next time he hurts you & makes your life hell

The Country 12/08/05 All I ever really wanted was a house in the woods A place where I could live good I thought that was understood A place to sit back in solitude & just let life pass me by I wasn't raised out in the country but was willing to try To live my life with a pitchfork like they did on Green Acres Away from the big city's movers & shakers So I moved out to Waldorf Maryland just south of DC And here is just a little bit about what's happened to me My girlfriend's a redneck her folks are all racist They know to keep quiet but it shows on their faces Their necks are still crimson right down to their shoulder They aren't getting better although they get older Yeah I'm intimidating that much I confess But when I see them coming I don't puff out my chest My style never changes from one day to the next As they all seem to hope for or seem to expect But I'm going to be me every day of my life Rather she stays my girlfriend or I make her my wife If you don't like things about me here I am come confront me Cause as you see I'm here to stay & I'm not leaving your country After all what made it yours? Christopher Columbus? He stole it! Indians were here when he got here he took their land & he sold it So now I battle the Japanese beetles & ticks to try grow my azaleas out here in the sticks my life isn't hostile although I grow Hastahs I'm better with plants then people because plants aren't imposters I spend all my time just beautifying the yard & when I look at all the benefits it's really not hard to see why I chose the country where the living is good on my 3.2 acres in a house in the woods I do what I want to on it & that's just too cool If I get over heated then I jump in the pool If I don't want to be bothered I'm in a funk or a fog Then I stay in my yard & just hang out with my dog & when I feel a bit playful then there's the pool parlor but we just play to beat each other never gamble for dollar So my life in the country is what I want it to be My friends all call it Green Acres & That's quite all right with me

The True Reason For The Season 12/17/05 The Holiday Season has once again come we hustle & hurry & run to & from to the Mall & the market, the bakers, the stores buying last minute presents & finishing chores The Season just keeps us so busy it seems That we don't take the time to realize what it means Christmas or Christ-mas or the Birthday of Christ & most in the season won't think of that twice but the Santa's & reindeer & elves do abound in every store window in each part of town we cut down young pine trees to decorate at home but Saint Nick can't replace not one when they're gone People are caring & filled with good cheer & concerned for each other as they should be all year The registers ring up the millions of bucks on the presents for loved ones, the dolls & toy trucks Game Boys & Play Stations & big-ticket items Decorated so nicely & sure to excite them But how many of the masses & millions spent Buy a birthday card for Jesus & make sure that it's sent? To The Pearly Gates of Heaven where within he waits For his people to remember what we celebrate The birth of a Savior the coming of a king That holiest night when the angels did sing Of a birth in a manger for the Inns had no space & A star shown down on this uncommon birth place Wise men & King's men did fallow that star Bringing presents & gifts & good tidings from far They came out on camels & a boy played his drum Because all he could give was his rump a pom pom As the star shown down on them, its glow strong & bright the Shepherds arrived on this Oh Holy Night for they too had seen the bright star in the east as they guarded their herds & gave tend to their beast The Little Town of Bethlehem did host that day a baby, a savior, asleep in the hay So as you hurry getting ready for Christmas morn Just remember that in Bethlehem a king was born That's the reason for this season & if you really believe it By Christ a birthday card & mail it & pray in time he'll receive it

Ugly 12/23/05 You were sitting on a gold mine with no shovel to dig Dating a girl with tri-focal ball headed with a wig Curves like a syrup bottle & her feet were too damned big You took her to the nightclub she tried to dance a jig You took her for a makeover on the Maury show One quick look at her features & the producer said hell no He said I'm not in the field of reconstructive surgery Getting help for her requires that you go further than me You need construction labor's grinders & a plainer for sure Just to grind down her toe nails for a French pedicure They'll need a case of Just for men to help get rid of the gray That looked crappy like a big old nappy halo every day The girl has bunions big as onions & she's pigeon toed too Corns & calluses & fungus in a size fourteen shoe She had bags above her feet that I referred to as kankles at sixteen pounds a piece you just can't see them as ankles she had a squatty little body that was bout as tall as round when she stood up she looked like Alfred Hitchcock sitting down she had a booty in front two extra knees in the back & a bubble in her cleavage that looked like a butt crack Her lips were so big they tripped her up when she spoke & she was always the brunt of every Mick jagger joke with a continuous dandruff that kept her head itching & Ringworms so big you could use them for fishing she had a permanent rash that she blamed on psoriasis but its only in her crotch area please tell me why is this? she was missing her neck her chin went straight to her chest she had a fro around her nipples so I didn't say breast she had a forest on her thighs that she had never once shaved & kept a medicine bottle of all the blackheads she'd saved Friends called her wobbly bubble head & Freda Flintstone From her earliest childhood & now that she's grown She's a pleasure to talk to when you speak on the phone But in face-to-face meetings they were soon to be gone

Old Dear Friends And Familiar Faces 01/01/06 Dusty roads leading to far away places Peculiar looks on familiar faces From a time gone by & friends once known Familiarity faded & remembrance gone Time ticks down for another friend As another life reaches another dead end You ask your self where the time all went & Where were all the empty hours spent When you needed somebody to lend an ear Or you thought you'd feel better just having them near To see your friend like this was not your desire As you look down on them in your morning attire & You ask their forgiveness for how could you know That you'd say final goodbyes before another hello I'll keep you in memories my dear friend Until one day when we meet again On dusty roads leading to far away places For old dear friends & familiar faces

Take Time Out 01/15/06 Take time out to say you love her Take time out to show you care Hold her closer when she's near & let her know you need her there Take the extra time to please her Include her in the things you do Go that extra mile to show her Just how much she means to you take the time to compliment her if you don't somebody will & if she gives you butterflies Let her know just how you feel Take a moment to surrender Take a day to honor love Take a Sunday just to worship What God has sent from up above Take the time to send the message That she's loved in every way & she'll reciprocate the feeling that you make her feel each day Take time out to smell the roses Take time to enjoy the view & if I get another chance I'll take the time to spend with you

Crazy Loven Lies 02/01/06 Looking for a one & only cause you're tired of being lonely You decide to have a night out on the town Where you're sure to meet a cutie & you hope she has a booty just as long as it's not dragging on the ground So you spend about ten minutes seeing what the club has in it before she caught the corner of your eye She was cute & you were feeling from her wink that she was willing & you weren't going to let this chance go by Oh you're sure you've found a winner So you take her out to dinner & you buy that sweet thing prime rib by the pound she's just sweetening up your wallet call it what you wanna call it when your moneys gone she's nowhere to be found CRAZY LOVEN LIES keep my body hypnotized & my hip hip hips just wont keep still well you got my motor running even though your only funning but I sure wish those sweet lies were real Now the club is finally closing & if not you'd be proposing even though you've only known her since tonight But she's just your type of woman If she leads you then you're coming If she kissed you you'd squeal with shear delight CRAZY LOVEN LIES keep my body hypnotized now my big feet just can't touch the ground I've been floating since I met her was my destiny to get her & I hope I don't ever come down

Love Lost 03/12/06 So Long it's been since last we loved our sweat long dried & stained the sheets that knew our long embrace where passion flowed like rain that washed away the bitterness I felt deep in my heart when what brought us together also tore us both apart I lie alone awake & wonder as I listen to night's song How could what have been so right have gone so badly wrong? Wrong is how it ended up wrong is how it is wrong is lying down on pillows wet from salty tears Tears cried out in anguish loneliness & grief grief for love now missing as if stolen by a thief A thief that has no need for pleasure one who's only filled with greed Greed that now deprives you of what you so badly need Need that burns like embers in the bottom of your soul a soul now cold & empty knowing no one's there to hold To hold on to warm memories that now give you a chill a chill that racks your body as it comes & goes at will Will you run toward love lost or will you run away? A way to insure the love you've lost is yours again someday