by Gary Hawkes
days
Tying up the old ways
The woman is here to stay
Or else time to make a new play
Commodity trading reveals new investors
That like the dance of the jester
Enjoy life before negatives can consume and start to fester
Ignoring the standards The Others have proclaimed
Only money on their mind, love and balance is not their name
Longing for good days
Tying up the old ways
The woman is here to stay
Or else time to make a new play
War
The face of the enemy changes again
The machine continues to spin
Secrets and double talk to manipulate the truth
Soon the falling bombs come into view
Good and evil mixed together
Everyone dies together
Brother man continues the relentless pursuit
Living is something many don’t get to choose
Bomb everything to feed the machine
Let the privileged earn some profit, while they stay at home, enjoying their dreams
Continuous war
Diplomacy too much of a chore
Love is War
It’s what our country is good for
Support the party you voted
Spit on the souls of the departed
Judging The Others from a different place
Even if we’re all in the human race
Vengeful evil that fights to stay in power
Stomping on the regulars
Who are armed with a bright flower
The machine has to continue in search of retaliation
For those brave enough to resist death and incarceration
Objecting to the rule by evil in personification
Continuous war
Diplomacy too much of a chore
Love is War
It’s what our country is good for
Tunnel
Does Happy mean rich, able to scratch any itch?
Flying high on the wings of freedom without a hitch
Pandering to the corporate stench
Broke is death, smelling the fumes from coal’s breath
How to succeed when you start with nothing
How to fail when you start with everything
Old clichés form a pile of waste
Stinging the eyes like a squirt of mace
Work hard, but it’s not enough
Sell out in order to find you place
Battling with everyone in the never ending race
Mad scrambling just to get a taste
No light at the end of the tunnel
Continue anyway, trying to be grateful
Resist the temptation to become revengeful
Flow
Ponder the thought of infinite time
Only one chance in this life to fight for what is mine
Same fight continue for you
Eternally obscuring the clear view
What’s after this, after all the chaos and mess?
What really happens when there’s nothing left?
When hope is gone and all the money’s been spent
Find some cause to lead to deeper meaning
Live the illusion in the age of un-reason
Unnecessary punishment for a life striving for contentment
Gambling away the future in hopes of fulfillment
Last chance to make the show
And see what everyone knows
Energy diminished and there’s nothing left to flow
New Day
Diminishing life with each passing away
Chance is gone for them, who am I to say?
Passion to consume the future continues without regard
Of anything beyond more and better
Faith in country is gone; somehow murder is no longer wrong
Stupid people allowed to gain even more power
Gap widens every day
Morally flexible is the only way
Blinders to the plight of others
Our fellow human brothers
Build the machine with no real goal in mind
Drain everything tell gone, join the grind
How long can it last?
How long before we become Earth’s past?
It can’t last forever
Despite what we know, we continue the charade
Marching in greed’s parade
Constant changing, ever evolving, never solving
Is tomorrow a new day?
Forgiven
Fluctuation in electricity in side of me
Racing thought breeds new incite on what it means to be free
Continuing to practice, preparing for the next life
Confidence in not burning after death
Adjusting to eternal blessing,
Even though imperfections have left plenty of messing
No one path is correct
Many different ways to make the ascent
Arrogant preaching’s who put down those who disagreed
Get humbled, forced to work off their misdeed
There is light at the end of the tunnel
Working like a funnel
Some will have more work to do
Several lifetimes to choose
Easing out of the evil that consumes them
With relative time, anything can eventually be forgiven
Promise Land
Running low on ambition
Try to climb over the mile high partition
Society rambles on, each working for one
Bonds broken as easily as a fallen twig
Sinking further, the debt becomes too big
The fingers continue to point
Feeling righteous in their ridiculous choice
Accusations continue
Forced to defend, logic I try to use
But it’s all for not
So just smoke some pot
Forget it all and move on with the rest
Let them continue to sit on their throne
Believing their ideas are the best
Unwilling to accept blame both me and them
So we continue on the idle march toward the end
Soon it will be time to make a choice
Cut the ties or continue to try and work things out through discourse
Realist I am about where I am
Not everyone gets invited to the promise land
Going Home
Is it coming soon?
Will there soon be singing of the hopeful tune?
Hard to tell
People say they mean well
Looking the other way to avoid confrontation
Expedite the new way
Like The Others have paved
Or else face cure of this life or eternal damnation
The myth of forgiveness taunts once again
No more smiles to send
Bending to the pressure, be prepared to defend
Nothing happened without the planned thought
Allusion of love is no longer sought
Love the machine that bleeds the soul
Earn more money; then load a bowl
Waste away; no more going home
Devil’s Company
Waiting for an end to the madness
Wasted energy makes it hard to attempt
What’s the point?
Another war begins its build up
This one because of a small group’s lust for power and wealth
That damages the citizens’ right to good health
Evil descends to fight the greater evil
The gun maker rejoices, excited about the lucrative deal
People become cattle, easily discarded
All in the name of profit off the souls of the departed
Nothing ever solved, lives thrown away like too old meat
The elites find new and deadly ways to cheat
/> Unafraid of the Devil’s company they keep
Keep Livin’
Life lesson learned about how to not get burned
Familiar melody
Deep inside of me
Formulating the next path, guess where it leads
Continue to feel the sting of past misdeeds
Whole life consumed in a blink
Swallowed by the Lord of Dreams
Trekking further into the infinite
Which place will have the best fit?
Aimless not much longer
Failing often but becoming stronger
Learning from the experience
What makes the most sense?
Keep Livin’
Don’t stop trying
Too soon to worry of dying
Questions
It was clear that the options were dwindling
Longevity weakened from the surreal feeling
The participants welcomed the chaos
The opportunity to make a mess
Confident their course was the best
Sporting a hopeful new look
Not following any particular book
Regaining the power that they took
The psychology regains interest
Mastering the faith, they can’t resist
Ambivalent desire still forced to persist
But with long winter approaching fast
The mood darkens and it becomes difficult to stay on task
Drown in the bottle, fill up the flask
The light approaches, what questions do I ask?
Fools
Where the future leads it’s hard to tell
Are we like other civilizations that fell?
Arrogant dominance leaves a pungent smell
Changing course, finding some remorse
Past lives that joined the force
Choosing to live life for sport
The meaning of existence continues to dominate the scene
Assessing the past, figuring out what it all means
The dreams are stopped to silence the mother
Not sure who to call brother
Reach back into the truth
What’s the reason to follow the rules?
Bend the agenda, using the mind for tools
Laughter picks up from the ones who were presented the golden cup
Pointing fingers at the ones they believe are the fools
Let Go
Listen to the songs other people have written
To find my own voice, separate from their choice
Watching characters that become part of me
No escaping one’s destiny
Boundless energy fueled by the thought of eternity
Let go, feel the flow
Teach what you know
Never too late for life’s show
Bad Karma from avoidance and laziness
Stoned thought ambles back to ambivalence
Meaningful search that resists the urge
To exploit the broken agenda of the one with curls
Exciting days come into view, never too soon
Let go, feel the flow
Teach what you know
Never too late for life’s show
Redemption
What’s the matter, still worried about what comes after?
East it out of your mind
Just be kind to your fellow man kind
Change what you can, follow your dreams
Don’t just be cogs in the machine
Rise up to fight the stupidity
That festers inside
