Sea of Life

The beginning of an end excruciates and consumes all in its path
A sad solemn trail of misery, pain and selfish plots
From the grave back to your cot, unsure of nothing
The merchants of life will take you and your, everything

Now it occurs to me that people choose to see
Only what they want everything to seem and to be
We cannot forgive nor can we forget past deeds
It reeks and it breeds till its equal is drawn upon the next feed

Know the difference know the score or you will absolutely fail
Fie! Fie! Evil it is! fie Evil!!! On this sea of life you will sail
And when it sinks with the weight of your entire life’s labor
Believe you me, you would only choose not to bail!

Here we are

He is bored of life, it sickens him most of the day

But there are moments when his mind strays

Into pleasures of the flesh, desires and foul play

But his will, his pride he cannot betray

Madness dawns upon him to know that another has had more

He wakes up and these thoughts roll ashore

For Years and more fear stalks him as he tends his sores

What if he meets the flesh king of yore and they note his bore!!

He would end the turmoil in his mind on that very note

For his will and pride he can never betray nor save

For it is all that he has and he shall not make it slave

They sit with their crown as he lays there in wait in his cave

His time of absence draws near and of this alone he fears

The love that he has, it tortures and his freedom it sears

The castles of his fantasies so vulgar at the last tier

Will he have to abandon it to save her from her tears?

Money and the "Cents" behind it

Money... the route to all evil, in it yet we trust and sell our god given rights to be a human with pride. All wars regardless of its face are fought because of money which takes on many faces including that of love and lust.

People commit suicide, homicide, cheat steal and rob

Change personalities and become sophisticated snobs

To err is human to forgive divine, or so they say

Show me a man with money who has forgiven a day

And I will show you god walking on the streets of brooklyn
With his angels and demons riding Harleys as hoodlum kings

Money !!... it aint worth it honey...!!

Life on loan

Life is like a bank...We are here on loan... and we have taken more than we could pay back... cheers!

The Prince of Nothing

Born into a throne you don't deserve

Money and gold your only preserve

A prince who one day will be king

Mindless, worthless.. To me you are nothing

Know this worthless prince! I am above you.

A time will come when I'll stand beside you

At that moment, I will strike you down

By God! My hate for life will crack upon your crown!!

You will look up into my merciless eyes

For I shall watch you whimper and die!!

My pride that you took I shall redeem

As I rejoice your agony in my every dream

You, your scum and your damned whores

Will be no more, of this, I am sure

For all my pains and your gains I have the cure

And your death it shall be, to make my soul pure...

I am the king of fools, the man who was damned

In damnation I shall find my salvation, I am my fathers son!!

the king of fools & the man who was damned = previous blogs