Righteous Indignation

Have you ever really wondered why
All the nations shrink at our war cry?
When our bombs are droppin’ from the sky
Those cowards run an’ hide an’ die

It’s cuz we got the muscle and it’s cuz we got the might
That other little countries run when we demand a fight
We’ll shoot you in the daytime and we’ll bomb you in the night
Cuz explosions gets good ratings if’n I remember right

The war with the most casualties was when we fought ourselves
And when we fight an’ torch an’ kill, our enemies all go to hell
Because judgment is the role we play and damn, we play it well
And we’ll light you up with napalm just because we love the smell

We don’t care about gas prices, we just care about control
So grow your beards and shed your tears inside your shady spider-holes
Freedom’s comin’, war drum’s drummin’, and your sins will take their toll
Our God is bigger than yours, may he have mercy on your souls

Because we don’t have no mercy, and why should we? We’re the best
We have so much more than you and so we’re obviously blessed
It sure looks like we are more mighty than you would have ever guessed
We are better. We are righteous. We have more. You have less.

We have less sins to confess
And our system is the best
Rest assured we’ll prove it to you
We won’t lose, we won’t lose
We won’t let you say you’ve won
Burn our flags, feel our guns
Run and hide, but you’re still done
America is number one

Undying Love

The gray moon shot up quick that October night
Then hovered nervously, as if in fright
To see my true love’s corpse to be quite unsightly
I have dreams of her screams pounding in my head nightly

Her hair framed a face that wasn’t quite dead
As the worms and the beetles crawled over her head
She showed some emotion, bur remained quite still
Yes, hers was a figure that I could never kill

But that night she told me a terrible tale
About how her love for me started to fail
How she would be leaving for another man
And thereby destroying all of my life’s plans

I decided to take her for one final walk
Where we always would go when we needed to talk
And in our discussion I made it quite clear
Her professions of love were mine only to hear

She listened politely and finally laid down
Now her body sleeps peacefully there on the ground
I visit her often and lay down a flower
Oh, how I am moved by undying love’s power

Ghost of the Past

There's this ghost who is always untying my shoes
Every time I get to walkin', it gets to stalkin'
Fumbles and stumbles me up from my toes to the top of my stockin'
So I'll lay down on the dirty green grass and sleep it off till the day goes by
If you knew my nights you might know why
Night knows why and night goes by
My fright catches a rocket and it shoots sky high
I get up to walk again, but why try?

The sun's up to mock again
The ghost's back to stalk again
I take a step, stop to talk to a friend, but wait! Great!
I'm bound and gagged and it's not even 8 (in the mornin')
The sun draws out its shades and says, "Fair warnin'!"
My day takes a dose of global warmin'
Stormin' might've saved me but it was a clear day
I heard it's not my fault, but that's just hearsay

Day in and day out and so goes my tiny life
I apologize if I caused you any cryptic strife
But life is rife with the cryptic, just ask the wife
We're loved by the husband, though ugly we be
See me? Now see the Word-God that's nailed to the tree
That's the real mystery, now I'll walk to the church
And I'll crawl there if I have to if it gets any worse
'Cause I've broken much larger than this ghost's little curse

Two Men

There is a man who mourns for what he has lost, and a man who rejoices in what he retains. The man who rejoices finds joy in what he has, while the man who mourns does so endlessly, for all that he lacks is like a vast ocean. In it, he will drown while the joyous man stands tall on the island of his joy.

The joyous man finds love in what love he can give. The drowning man is lost in what love he can receive. There is no valley that the drowning man can't fill with his want, nor any mountain the joyous man can't scale with his love.

The loving man knows his own faults. The lacking man cannot see his faults through his want. His want is a great cloud, obscuring his vision in isolation. The loving man straightens his path in the clarity of truth, while he who lacks stumbles and falls.

Edge of my Seat

Popcorn bags have long been emptied
Floor is sticky, floor is sticky!
Advertisements fill the screen
Oxi-clean, Oxi-clean!
Everyone goes to the restroom
Get in line, wait your turn!
Washing, talking, taking time
Get in line, wait in line!

I sit
Intermission
Patient, waiting for the show
I wish
Interruption
Would pass by before I go
(He said) Loony!
(She said) Loony!
(They said) Loony!
(She said) Loony!
Leave me be, leave me alone

Patiently, I wait for hours
Intermission, Intermission!
My date went home and went to bed
Intermission, sleep prescription!
I just want to know what happens
Edge of my seat! Edge of my seat!
Who has lived and who is dead?
What she said, rest your head!

I slump
Intermission
Patience has gone out the door
I wish
That I knew
That this would happen, 'fore the show
(He said) Loony!
(She said) Loony!
(She said) Loony! Loony, Loony!
Leave me be, leave me alone

Words w/o Music 3

A lonestar rides, a solo ranger
A lone star shines above a manger
Words can't describe this holy scene
When angels look down on it, they sing

Words make way for the living Word God
Who came from heaven to where all men trod
He spoke a word to create it all
And against his word, man took a fall

We live life on earth lost in ourselves
We shield our eyes from sky and hell
We're not given much time, so use it
Enough of these words without music

Words w/o Music 2

I'm like words without music
Black and white on a page, tucked under a book
Music flies free, a symphony of sound
While death defies me, I'm planted on the ground
My words are legless, meaningless in practice
The act is in the recitation
Forcefully injecting Frankenstein life
On the surface perfecting my serpentine wife
Word's new companion falls flat on her face
Fulfilling as a bottomless mug
I am words without music
The musician surpassed the lyricist long ago
And finally flew to find a more worthy partner
Defining heartbreak for the lover of words better
than any dictionary
Words are unworthy of music by nature
Dwarfed in stature, never catching up
Never quite caught up
Not caught up, catch up!
Catch up now, you lagging words
Tagging birds, tracking birds who fly the jetstream
Struggle to explain, identify, move
Move now, you gutless words!
You baseless words, you faceless words!
Move, oh useless words, move us
Like leaves against the wind you fly
With no power of my own, without music, without hope
Without songs that help to cope
Help to heal, help to deal
Help to steal a little smile
Words have heaped a heavy pile
All the while music flies
Free and happy in the skies
You were my music
How did I lose it?
Words find meaning in happiness and pleasure
But for love beyond measure, seek a song of salvation
I learned this lesson as a child
But as I grew, impact lessened all the while
Yes, I knew to seek the creator
Peace, love, and honesty follow this maker
And peace is what I crave
More than music, more than sound
More the veils of false hope that cover all around
I'll have peace when it is given
Because I can't make it
I only break it when I have it
Oh, what a lonesome habit
Silly rabbit, why didn't you realize
What you knew was true?
Follow, words!
Follow your leader, words!
You're useless and they see it
Yes, look at them out there
Staring back
Staring at the band in the back
The music sits patiently, poised to attack