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Saturday, June 18, 2011

Lost Love

I lost the love inside of me
nowhere to be found
not lost as wishes appear to be
or dreams when you awake
but lost as lovers last caress
and slowly grow apart
the love that passion blindly drives
is locked up in my mind

Robert
2011

Some Folks (Politcally Correct Version)

Some folks drinking whiskey
Some folks drinking wine
Some folks using needles
Some folks doing lines

Some folks like it rough
Some folks like it fine
Some folks don't know how to stop
Just do it all the time

Some folks playing games
Some folks being real
Some folks get in your head
Affect the way you feel

Some folks like to walk
Some folks take the bus
Some folks run in circles
Confusing all of us

Some folks live in freedom
Some folks behind bars
Some folks don't get a choice
Some live their life at war

Some folks they like women
Some folks they like men
Some folks like them both
Some like none of em

Some folks they read books
Some folks watch TV
Some folks just sit and stare
At the sunrise by the sea

Some folks eat their greens
Some folks like red meat
Some folks eat there Wheaties
Some folks suckle teats

Some folks skin is white
Some folks skin is tan
Some folks live where its cold
Some live in the sand

Some folks are Republicans
Some folks are Democrats
Some folks are Independent
Some could give a rats ...

Some folks live in houses
Some folks live in huts
Some folks live in igloos
Some folks live in ruts

Some folks say I'm crazy
Some folks think I'm cool
Some folks think I'm lazy
Some say I'm a fool

Some folks always come and go
And I don't know what some folks do
But somewhere in this mixed up world
There will be me and you

Robert
2011

Friday, June 10, 2011

Friends (a short story)

I once had a friend named shorty
he was big and hairy
and ate like a horse
sometimes he dined on local cuisine
at the back door of a local establishment
we had another friend named Reuben
who had long black hair
shorty liked Reuben
cause Reuben was a lady's man
with a biblical name
shorty and Reuben and I
would take rides in the truck
but they had to sit in the back
cause they didn't know how to act
I came home one day and shorty was gone
never saw him again
went looking for him
hope he's ok, and not lost..or hungry
Reuben couldn't stay out of trouble
always getting locked up
he ran off one day
after a lady I guess
he turned as if to say goodbye
I called to him to come back
but like most friends
just passing through
it was time for him to go
crazy as it sounds
they were who they were
and I was who I was

and we shared the time
as friends

to be continued....


Robert
2011