Sink…Sink….Sink….And Soon The Ship Vanished into the Blue

July 7, 2011




The ships about to sink
And I think it’s time to think
about jumping over board.




The ship sinks ever slow
With no where left to go
Time to jump over board




The ship sinks ever more low
This is what I know
I’ll never get the chance




I’ll take that one last drink
As the ship continues to sink
Lost among the murky depths




My eyes begin to close
The path that I have chose
Oh God I’m sorry that I failed




The water and it’s icy cold
Have frozen me and my bones
I’ll become food for the Whale


The Great Queen

May 7, 2011

The Great Queen looked down at her kingdom
And knew she could not deceive them
They were her fellow ants
So she took that stance
And decided to just tell them

“We ants are few, but we are proud
We’ve lost many to the clouds
Now what we face
Will give us chase
For the great light is abound”

“I’ve seen what all it can do
With a turn from the sun in the morning dew
The great beam comes down
Burns all around
And leaves us all turned into stew”

That’s when it did appear
And right then it became quite clear
What had to be done
For her daughters and sons
The Great Queen swallowed her fear

“My fellow ants you all must run
Leave it to me what has to be done
I know it seems harsh
But you all must march
And leave me to handle the great burn”

Her kingdom of ants with tears in their eyes
Gathered up their loved ones and gathered up supplies
The beam began to shine
As the ants got into line
They would tell the tale of the Great Queen’s demise

The ants began to march as the ground turned red
They looked back at their queen with sadness and dread
Their situation dire
Their kingdom turned to fire
And from their suffering they fled

The Great Queen grew the courage of ten strong ants
She dug into the ground and she took her stance
“You will not have them
For I love all of them”
Then the great queen took her chance

She flung herself up into the atmosphere
As the beam engulfed her and her fears
She did as she must
She turned into dust
And her cries turned into ghostly tears

The infamous glass looked down with delight
And chuckled to itself over the queens demise
It looked up ahead
Knowing the ants had fled
The evil beam screamed with all it’s might

“Oh curse you ole mighty Great Queen
I thought your sacrifice obscene
Now it’s quite clear
It seems to appear
You saved your loved ones from the wrath of my beam!”

The kingdom of ants grew old
But the tale of their Great Queen was always told
Told to their kids
And their kids told their kids
The Great Queens story of being brave and bold

Perhaps if You Lay Your Head to the Ground, You Can Hear that Sound of Hope

April 21, 2011

In the area of orchards and sun
where the clouds are a welcomed sign
the heat beats down upon the soil
and the tomatoes pray for a summer rain

in the place of depth and blue
where the atlantic meets the sky
The greedy ice claims another trophy
as the unsinkable sink below

In the fields where a giant stood
who mocked the weak and shook the ground
the smallest man with the greatest courage
struck down the monster with rope and stone

Where humanity placed the savior upon a cross
and the crowd was so easily swayed
the rock was rolled and laid to the side
death could not conquer Him after all.

Where I Hope To Be When It Is All Said And Done

March 28, 2011

As todays blend into yesterdays
The sun expands into outer space
As the grass twinkles from the morning rain
The flowers bend to catch some rays

Your brain begins to spring and spark
And your shadow hides from the dark
As meteors begin to shower the sky
A child is born and an old man dies

As the dam reaches it’s breaking point
Your brain was never a classy joint
Whales will breach to catch a breath
The ocean holds beds of death

In a place beneath the mountain mist
Where deer prance and Bigfoot does exist
Where angels go to live and pray
As today blends into yesterday

Where the dark clouds begin to part
Where His hands created every start
Where in your heart you don’t deserve
Anything from the Mighty Lord

Where God begins to mold the clay
Where He creates the Earth in seven days
That’s where I hope to fly
Where life begins and good souls reside.

The Lowly Man’s Conversation With The Wise Saint Peter

March 23, 2011

There once was a lowly man
Who gave Saint Peter a yell
“How come she goes to heaven
And I go to Hell?”

Saint Peter looked at him
And took pity on the lowly man
“Take a long look at yourself
You see where you stand?”

“If you were honest with yourself
You’d know you ain’t got the stuff.
She’s glorious and beautiful
And you ain’t pretty enough.”

The lowly man lowered his gaze
His ugly heart stopped it’s beat
His demons came to conquer him
His soul laying at their feet

Saint Peter looked at the man
And said “It’s God that you should fear.
I’m sorry for your appearance, son
But the ugly aint let in here.”

The Tale of Old Mr. Shame and Young Boy Regret

March 14, 2011

The sky is bloody red the field is a blaze
The ships have run aground, no waters in the bays
The winds have begun to blow whistling through the trees
No one is safe from the mighty vengeance of the angry waves

You’re dotting your “T”s and you’re crossing your eyes
The dumb are done and gone next up are the wise
Run while you can the reactors are about to blow
Armageddon has arrived fate sits back to watch the show

Try to save your money but here’s a little hint
The stress will kill you when your dollar’s not worth a cent
No hope for the islands the volcanos shall erupt
People will riot the streets as the government becomes corrupt

It can’t be that time yet I have too many goals
Then the earth opens up and swallows me whole
The strong will consume the weak the fit shall survive
So work out now so you don’t have to fight to stay alive

My heart will harm me shame shall end my light
Regret will show its ugly face and darken my night
I blame no one it is I who has failed
Forgiveness was something I could never give myself

Forgive me Father, for all that I have done
For hating when I hated not loving when I should
Swept out to the ocean a wall of Hell crashing toward me
Oh Father Oh Father won’t you calm my stormy seas….

How Villains Come To Be

March 11, 2011

We all wish to be heroes, saving those innocent and weak
We all want that courage to stand up and speak
Perhaps I am wishing for something that can never be
Even with the help of Mighty God I am always me
I can’t see it but I can sense it in the air
Say goodbye to innocence and to those who care

Is it too much to ask for that I could do something right?
I thought I was a hero, but I’m a villain in the light
A villain they want, a villain I shall become
You cannot love the unlovable, it is said by some
I am that ship at sea, lost in the gulf
If this is a fairy tale then I’m the big bad wolf

With a huff and a puff I’ll blow all your houses down
I will laugh maniachally, my sins I am bound
I will destroy the innocent, I will push the world to gloom
As heroes try to stop me I shall send them to their doom.

Superman was strong until I shot him with kryptonite
The Batman tried to stop me, but I stabbed the Black Knight
It’s not my fault, it was the world that wasn’t fair
I shall clinch my fists as I sit alone in my lair

Some would say they love me, but that was a lie
And that shall be returned, an eye for an eye
Finally I knew why, it just took me a while to see
There are no heroes, only villains of various degrees.

What A Smart And Witty Beast

February 24, 2011

He wakes up in the morning
Puts slippers on his feet
Don’t wanna catch a cold
What a Smart and Witty Beast

He walks down his halls
He sits in his seats
He talks to himself
What a Smart and Witty Beast

He likes to make jokes
And boast of his feats
To no soul at all
What a Smart and Witty Beast

He watches his tele
The fire his heat
But no heat in his eyes
What a Smart and Witty Beast

He lays in his bed
Feeling broken and beat
Just an empty big house
What a Smart and Witty Beast

He thinks about his life
How grand it must be
To not be alone
What a Smart and Witty Beast

He hears a knock
Oh who could it be?
Ole Death come to collect
What a Smart and Witty Beast

He asked for some time
To make everything neat
Which way would he go
What a Smart and Witty Beast

Would he see Saint Peter
Saint Paul would he meet?
Or would he see Lucifer?
What a Smart and Witty Beast

A single tear would fall
And land on his cheek
His eyes would grow cold
What a Smart and Witty Beast

The Friendly Gecko and the Case of the Forgotten Life

February 16, 2011

Deep in a darkened fog
Up upon a log
There lived a friendly gecko

He knew everyone by name
The bears, the deer, all the same
Everyone loved the friendly gecko

But underneath his smile
It’d been growin for a while
A saddness so sad and deep

Oh pity friendly gecko
A shame that you don’t know
How to climb up that hill so steep

But when it came to love
He felt beaten, bloodied and shoved
His love was unrequited

He heard about The Lion
But he wasn’t really buyin’
He felt too defeated

The friendly gecko fell
Stuck in his own little hell
Oh what had he done?

Then he heard a roar
A comin’ from the shore
He looked into the sun

The Lion then appeared
The friendly gecko shed a tear
His heart felt less broken

And then with all his might
He walked into the light
Of where The Lion had spoken.

The deer asked where the gecko went
The bears couldn’t find his scent
Oh where had the friendly gecko gone?

Little did they all know
Of where the friendly gecko did go
Hopefully he found a home

The Question Remains, Should I Stay Or Should I Go?

February 15, 2011

Oh life, why must we meet?
Is it something I’ve done?
I lay my life flat

Oh life, is there a chance
Of some sort of dignity?
Or is it too late for that?

Oh life, may we strike a deal?
Do I have something you want?
Or is it time for me to go?

Oh life, I get it ok
Please stop sending the notes
Let me pack some clothes

Oh life, I guess it’s time to go
Say goodbye to my cherished ones
Tho they may no longer cherish me

Oh life, do you think I’ll be missed?
Do you think they’ll notice?
Or am I doomed as a forgotten memory?

Oh life, do you think it’s too late?
Do you think I can start over?
Time to face that fear

Oh life, this seems so hard
But I have every reason to go
For there is nothing for me here.