HOT COCO

i wanna sit on my patio
and drink some hot coco
with some marshmallows
on top
and i won't stop
until my will is warm
and able to perform
in a storm of Sundays
and Mondays
and so-on
but i must go on
with grace
so as i taste
this drink
i will stop think
about my blessings
and the lessons
i have learned
so far
and hope that i don't get burn
and it leaves a scar

HOT COFFEE COMING THROUGH

man, i really don't like the taste of coffee
but i love the smell
yeah because it's like heaven and hell
mixed together
yeah like the world's crazy weather
full of charm and warm
or the steam can sometimes cause harm
and dreams of cream
or rainbows i suppose
but only God really knows
what really flows
in those coffee-beans

ICE WATER

all i see books when i look around
and all i see is grass when i look out glass of window
and so my soul is cold
and cubed
yeah my mood can be rude and crude
because i don't feel real love
yeah because i'm inside all of the time
yeah losing my mind
looking through blinds
of kind people
and church steeples
yeah that's deep
but i can't sleep
or creep
and so...
i hurt
like i have really been putting in some work
yeah i'm sore
but i don't want
anymore...
war of the world for me
yeah t God's daughter needs some hot tea for this...
ice water

HARD LIQUOR

man, hard liquor may go down quicker
or it may make us sicker than before
yeah have us at war
or our bodies really sore at the core
yeah because we choice to ignore
the real issue
yeah some times we all need a tissue
not a bottle or a glass
yeah, we all just need to pass the box around
like some sad clown
and just let go
of the hard emotionally flow
that lies inside and tries to hide
the hurt and dirt
that makes us feel like jerks in skirts
yeah rather you are girls or a boys
yeah this world....
loves to treat us like toys
or beat us until we make no noise
yeah until we break or make so many mistakes
that we can't take anymore
and then run to the nearest bar door
because we are feeling down
so we order round after round of brown
and then God frowns....

A COLD DRINK

man, i need a cold drink
yeah something to make me think life a little bit differently
yeah because i don't like what i see in front of me
yeah honestly this society is so crazy and lazy at times
yeah i'm about to lose my mind
but i act like i;m fine
yeah like i can see the sunshine
but i see the moon mostly
yeah i see it closely
but i don't like it
yeah i wish i could spike it
like a ball
yeah i wanna make darkness fall
but in the end it starts with us all doing our part
yeah us cleaning our hearts
and then the streets
yeah and we can all have a cold drink
to celebrate
a real great America

FRESH SQUEEZED ORANGE JUICE

man, all this abuse
that i see in this society
angers me totally
but i don't have a master key
to unlock this block of pain
and so my eyes rain
again and again
and i pray to the wind to send me a friend
that i can depend on
yeah right or wrong
but either way
i must go on
day by day
and night by night
yeah i must look on the bright-side
or put this fresh squeezed orange juice to use

OLD MILK

man, i wish that i could just empty out my soul
yeah and maybe then. i will feel whole
instead of a half
or a rough drat
with a bunch of red marks
yeah i feel like i've been punched
or had for lunch
by many of lads
that continue to make me sad
yeah like i need my mom and dad
but to bad
'cause my pride loves to hide
my pain
yeah what a shame
or what a game i play
in some way
but today
i must say
i am lonely
and hurt
and i am about to go berserk
or write another book
but look
right now, i'm shook like old milk

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A FULL MOON A.K.A. A POEM

i can't lie i wanna cry
right now like child
or all wild like a cartoon
yeah i feel like a full moon
yeah no sun or fun at all
yeah because no one really calls
to be a friend
yeah it's like i blew away in the wind
or died like some of my kin
and then i have to pretend...
that it doesn't hurt
but then my pain goes to work
and my emotions pull me out of the dirt
and i became a flower in the twelfth hour