I am a poet
And I sure know it
So I’m writing this in rime
‘Cause I sure do have the time
To tell you all I am a poet
So their I should it
My skill for writing
So now you can go siting
This my piece
So now I’ll just go and cease
‘Cause this is the end it’s over
Their I’m gonna stop Mr. Dover
I Am A Poet
September 24, 2009 · Leave a Comment
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Tagged: absurd, identity, poem
I Am Unlike The Majority
September 24, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Don’t wanna be untrue
To myself
To who I am
Who I am is
Unlike majority
I am unlike majority
‘Cause sexuality education I
At 14
Did get at church
Who I am is
Unlike majority
I am unlike majority
‘Cause I was taught
Nakedness doesn’t
Hafta equal sexual behaviour
Don’t wanna be untrue
To myself
To who I am
Who I am is
Unlike majority
I am unlike majority
‘Cause I was taught
Being tender
It’s ok for males
Who I am is
Unlike majority
I am unlike majority
‘Cause I was taught
Being strong
It’s ok for females
Don’t wanna be untrue
To myself
To who I am
Who I am is
Unlike majority
I am unlike majority
‘Cause I was taught
Not to
Blindly just believe things
Who I am is
Unlike majority
I am unlike majority
‘Cause I was taught
To search
For my own truths
Don’t wanna be untrue
To myself
To who I am
Who I am is
Unlike majority
I am unlike majority
I am unlike the majority
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Tagged: identity, poem, religious, serious, true self, Unitarian Universalism
This Is So Important, Are You With Me?
August 17, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Dreams
My dreams
You say you wanna
Go and manifest them with me
Yes manifest them today but what ‘bout tomorrow
Are you with me?
Well if you’re with me you better be with me
‘Cause I’ve had those who said they were
But they gave up and went away
So if you’re in you mustn’t ever give in
I’ve some dreams
Some have been shout dawn
Some may yet come true
Are you with me?
Well if you’re with me you better be with me
‘Cause I’ve had those who said they were
But they gave up and went away
So if you’re in you mustn’t ever give in
This is so important
This is so big
A real big deal
This is so important
This is so big
A real big deal
I’m just trying to manifest a better society
Well at least for the people in my place of inhabitation
Are you with me?
Well if you’re with me you better be with me
‘Cause I’ve had those who said they were
But they gave up and went away
So if you’re in you mustn’t ever give in
This is so important
This is so big
A real big deal
This is so important
This is so big
A real big deal
Dreams
My dreams
You say you wanna
Go and manifest them with me
Yes manifest them today but what ‘bout tomorrow
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Tagged: dreams, poem, serious, trust
And It Wanna Fall
August 16, 2009 · Leave a Comment
I wanna believe they’re angels among us yeah
Ones with wings tucked up their sleeves
‘Cause it’s gonna take a miracle
For my heart to fall ooh ooh
And it wonna fall
Fall in love yeah
Oh but not to pieces
Not to pieces ooh ooh
Can’t you see it’s gonna tack a miracle
For my heart to fall in love today
I wanna believe they’re angels among us yeah
Ones with wings tucked up their sleeves
‘Cause it’s gonna take a miracle
For my heart to fall ooh ooh
And it wonna fall
And it wonna fall
Fall in love yeah
Oh but not to pieces
And it wonna fall
Fall in love yeah
Oh but not to pieces
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Tagged: angels, love, poem
Amazing People
August 15, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Amazing people
They should be in amazing places
Amazing people
They should be in amazing places
But sadly most of them they are not
And the reason they are not is
They have bought the line that they need to fall in line
And the reason they are not is
They have bought the line that they need to fall in line
And get a big money paying job
So they then can snag a drop dead gorges wife or jock husband
Not to mention buying a big house and fast car
But the sad truth is that the amazing people with all of this
won’t stay amazing long
‘Cause all this brings is a hectic life
And a hectic life leaves little time to be truly creative
And yes it was creativity that in the first place made the
amazing people amazing
Amazing people
They should be in amazing places
Amazing people
They should be in amazing places
But sadly most of them they are not
And the reason they are not is
They have bought the line that they need to fall in line
And the reason they are not is
They have bought the line that they need to fall in line
And get a big money paying promotion
So they can snag a trip to Europe if they have the time
Not to mention buying a big cottage and fast boat
But the sad truth is that the amazing people with all of this
won’t stay amazing long
‘Cause all this brings is a hectic life
And a hectic life leaves little time to be truly creative
And yes it was creativity that in the first place made the
amazing people amazing
Rest in peace creativity
Good by amazing people
Rest in peace creativity and good by amazing people
Amazing people
They should be in amazing places
Amazing people
They should be in amazing places
But sadly most of them they are not
And the reason they are not is
They have bought the line that they need to fall in line
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Raised UU
August 14, 2009 · Leave a Comment
We were taught to love learning
And to always be questioning constructively
Just so one day hopefully we’d be able to stand tall
Tall knowing why we’ve come to believe what we believe
That was back in Sunday school
That was back in Sunday school
Wen we were still kids growing up in Unitarian Universalist
community
We were kids growing up in Unitarian Universalist community
Well before we got sent out into the world
And fond that there is nothing quite like a raised UU
And a raised UU is a real emotional and hugging loving creature
We were taught to love ourselves
And be of others always excepting
Just so one day hopefully we’d be able to stand tall
Knowing that we’ve come to be some really caring people
That was back in Sunday school
That was back in Sunday school
Wen we were still kids growing up in Unitarian Universalist
community
We were kids growing up in Unitarian Universalist community
Well before we got sent out into the world
And fond that there is nothing quite like a raised UU
Some of us went way with
Good foundations into the wider world
Some of us we’re still here ‘cause Unitarian Universalist
community it
It’s still sustains and enriches us and that’s so cool
We were kids growing up in Unitarian Universalist community
Well before we got sent out into the world
And fond that there is nothing quite like a raised UU
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Tagged: community, poem, Unitarian Universalism
You Should Love Yourself
August 14, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Let yourself go
Become who you’re
A flowed creature
One so beautiful
You’re so beautiful
Don’t forget that
That’s why others
They love you
Let yourself go
Become who you’re
A flawed creature
One so beautiful
You’re so beautiful
Don’t forget that
That’s why you
Should love yourself
You should love yourself
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Tagged: love, poem, self-love, serious, true self
Something Special
August 14, 2009 · Leave a Comment
He can mack the mundane seem more like something special
Too bad
Too bad when we saw him on stage
He was doing nothing but shit
‘Cause he could’ve really song us both the phone books
Yeah he should’ve had the mansion house on the hill
But he is just a gambler
He is just a gambler man
Wasting his time just making bets
When he should be chasing gold
He should be out chasing gold
Gold records are what’s going to make him a big
A big household name
A big household name
Ons only will he hear he’s reached number one on
On the big weekly countdown of the moment
He can mack the mundane seem more like something special
Too bad
Too bad when we heard him on radio
He was being spun too much
Round and round they should’ve known when to stop it
Yeah he should’ve had the mansion house on the hill
But they are just big gamblers
They are just big gambler peoples
Wasting his time just making bets
When he should be getting gold
He should be out receiving gold
Gold records are what would have made him a big
A big household name
A big household name
Once only did he hear he reached number one on
On the big weekly countdown of the moment
On the big weekly countdown of the moment
He can mack the mundane seem more like something special
Too bad
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Tagged: poem, songs
It
August 14, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Wen it was out
To me it felt like you felt that
It was just in you’re vary own way
The stuff I felt
I needed to become the person I was
I was supposed to be in this world
You always toled my to put it away
Not alway don directly
Sometimes you see it was so vary indirect
The call to put it in to boxes
Out of you’re site
It wont help me to flourish and grow
It wont help me to flourish and grow
Till I do get
Courage it’s what I need to face you
But now I haven’t got non at all
‘Cause I did keep it all in boxes
Well ok most of the time at lest
Haven’t lost it
‘Cause some of it from time to time
I did take it out to kinda shine
But to bad
It was only don in some select places
Places like my church community of great acceptance
Wen it was out
To me it felt like you felt that
It was just in you’re vary own way
The stuff I felt
I needed to become the person I was
I was supposed to be in this world
You always toled my to put it away
Not alway don directly
Sometimes you see it was so vary indirect
The call to put it in to boxes
You signalled me to put it in boxes
Oh it’s still packed away in to boxes
It’s own set of physical and mental boxes
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Tagged: poem, serious
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