Why people hate the truths of the world.
Blessed to have a Sister
The only one I’ve ever had
She’s less than two years older
A better friend I’ve never had
She has always been very kind to me
Helped me to survive our hate filled Dad
Siblings should always be good friends
Only one left after the passing of Mom/Dad
Have two Brothers who passed so long ago
Always been blessed to have my Sister though
Hard to grasp that she just turned sixty-five
I know I will love Her till the day that I die
O that life that we think we used to have
Remembering like a kid how it used to be
Our memories remind us of the good times
Like Groundhog Day we see it again on our T.V.
Yet how much of it was really good as we believe
Do we ever envy over some old rich egotistical fool
Yet do we really know the life, that they have lived
Are we jealous of our neighbors wife, yard or their car
Like children is our nose against a store front pane
Wishing we could afford, those Chinese Walmart Diggs
Why waste our lives watching fake reality on our T.V.
Life is right outside our eyeballs, wishing to be set free
If we really see a Spiritual life there’s beauty all around
Beauty may not be in a man made concrete jail or jungle
For God didn’t paint those, but He did paint you and me
When you wake up early in the morning
Do you remember your dreams last night
Did you have your self a great night out
Or were old hurtful memories brought out
Good or bad thoughts, who is it that decides
Are we living our life through an old mirror
Good or bad, you know its all done gone by
Knowing where we come from is a good idea
Is a smart thing to know where it is you be
Going ahead is a goal that is worthy to see
Don’t consume yourself with all the used to be’s
Its where you are that will keep your mind free
Even if our bodies with us, will never now agree
Today see yourself a sunrise and the flowers dew
For tomorrow, our minds may not even be with us
Every night at midnight that freight train goes rolling by
That Engineer gives that whistle a long and soulful cry
I think of my future every night when I hear it’s song
Wonder if the Engineer knows at its cry they flip the light
At that whistle many a men have gone to Hell or Heaven High
My woman and I we used to party every night all night long
Wasn’t nothing wrong with raising a little hell of so we thought
Till that woman got wondering eyes acting as if she was me
You know that no woman has those rights, you I know I’m right
We all know a woman is only good for cooking, sex and babies
That woman quit getting on her knees and was a treating me wrong
The Bitch started barking so I had no choice but to put her in a grave
After five rounds she quit bitching but I emptied whole the clip anyway
The Warden tells me at the whistle he’s going smile when he flip’s my light
Says the midnight whistle will be the last thing that I’ll a ever hear
Says he’s gonna flip the switch and fry my ass like an old flapjack
Texas was my destination way back in 1981
Been there in the Service but not as a free man
Better weather pretty women everywhere you look
Was a slower pace and friendlier way back then to
Jobs were a plenty but the pay was always low
Rebounding from a broken heart was why I came down
Young and always horny but not looking for a wedding band
Ran into a body straight from Heaven but with a heart from Hell
Some Ladies can steal your heart as they crush your Soul as well
Happiness is elusive when your truly hated through and through
Fort Worth is beautiful and most of the people there are too
When your Spouse truly hates you what more can you really do
I love the town but Texas wasn’t big enough for her and me to
Went back to the Blue Ridge Mountains for the beauty and quiet to
Fort Worth in my mirror was just something that I had to do
His eyes are cold and lifeless
Like a shark thats ready for a kill
His heart is as cold as an iceberg
He is always looking forward to a steal
King of the Con Game, trying to make a deal
He will steal your Granny’s home away
Known for never paying any of his own bills
For him it’s the thrill of the cheat and the steal
Bankrupting his partners one of his favorite games
Being an egomaniac bully is how he gets a thrill
He’ll break you, your Mamma and the Banks
He’s never had a bill he’ll go ahead and pay
His only art is to line his own unholy pockets
He’s a King of making all his partners fail
This is how Teflon Don learned to close a deal
HIGH WINDS
Not tired so I decided to stay up a while tonight
No particular reason, just that I wished to tonight
About one A.M. I start to hear the high winds roll
Down the Pass straight to our home they blow
The house creaks and cracks to say it’s hello
Wife sound a sleep at the back-end of the house we share
Winds always bother her, she has lived in the alley of big blows
My lady had snoozed so I ushered her to bed about midnight
A big blow once picked up her car with her and her baby inside
It sat them back down on the highway, still unhurt and alive
Sweet dreams to my Lady, sleeping quietly tonight
Wrapped up with her Boo kitty all snuggled in tight
About five A.M. now, it think the big winds have died
Big winds can be so soothing, or a chill to your spine
Sleep well my Lady, the high winds meant nothing tonight
Here in eastern Kentucky it has been quite wet
TV says in the north-east the water is running high
So hot and dry in Florida matchsticks run and hide
Jet-stream to low there yet here its way to high
Farmers look for spring moisture to bring the Earth alive
To much spring rain or a late freeze all their seeds will die
We all gotta have some water but not ever this damn high
Earth’s having it’s 10,000 year itch for us its quite a bitch
As the Earth’s Polar ends move turns out we must do so too
The Sahara is now the land of wheat, corn, soybeans and carrots
Now days in Nebraska and Kansas the sand dunes go for on for miles
Waking up to rain drops again was it a dream or beginning of the end
Today we all remember the day the hate flew into our home
Eighteen years ago on this very mornings date and time
The blind began to see what their minds didn’t seem to know
There are millions in this world who hate both you and me
Many millions now ask, why was this attack upon all of us
This morning hate flew in on the wings of four passenger jets
For many was the first time we had seen mass death on our T.V.’s
On this day anger did rage and criers burst into many a tears
Why did some hate us so that they gave their lives in such a rage
Were we really innocent in that we were blinded to their hate
Two buildings flattened in lower Manhattan and one hit in D.C.
In a field in western Pennsylvania there is a fourth mass grave
Over three thousand innocent folks lost their lives this day
A unholy war of 1,400 years showed it’s ugly face to us today
A new date of infamy was today, the day the hate flew in
Hear my voice and rise up ye Sons of Men
Rise up and serve the King of all the lands
This life is filled with burdens and with folly
Thieves and murderers lay in wait of your blood
Serve ye first The King of all water, sea and land
The King will soon end the darkness of evil men
Give The King your Soul before you meet your end
Live in Brotherhood with the children of The King
Rise up ye children of the Light of Your Holy King
In integrity and truth walk in the steps of The King
This life is filled with man made burdens to bare
So many are so heavy to have to lift and to carry
Stumbling blocks and pits laid for your every step
No need to fear their evil, their arrows or their stings
Live and serve The King, for He is within you here
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