hunger and halfway home

Hunger & Halfway Home 

Intersections and street corners just me and this sign

Homeless and any little bit will help.

Been halfway to home a thousand times

Can't seem to bring myself to go back.

Hunger sets in like the dark of night

But I'm free out here with choices I make.

Ain't got a dollar to my name

Freedom you can't buy anyway and I don't need fame.

Livin' under a bridge any little bit helps

Livin' on the streets any winds blow seems right.

Livin' under a bridge and takin' step by step

Tryin' to get at least halfway to home.

I wake up with the sun as she peers through the morning sky

Homeless and wandering troubles all by and by.

I'll meet ya on the other side from here to then

My freedom is all I need and glory is in my pen.

Temporary Dogs Still Cross Roads

Temporary & Dogs Still Cross Roads

I've sat here and re wrote this and re thought this out countless times since Monday when this happened. We know their names, we know where they are from, and we will know more in the coming days and weeks and possible months. As I sit here though and think about it, why do we care about the why? The why won't bring anyone back, the why won't solve anything. The only thing that matters to me is peace, and these "kids" shot that down in an instant. Love and compassion for your neighbor shot down. Fortunately though the people of Boston came together and helped with what they could.

Now, I'm just some guy behind a few key strokes in a warehouse in Cincinnati, Ohio reflecting about the crazy week that has evolved and keeps evolving. I am reminded of something my cousin said just this morning "I don't understand this. With all the beauty this world has why is there so much hate? I just don't understand it." I don't either. In my humblest of opinions this world is filled with so much more beauty, good, and love than there is hate or so it may seem. I feel there is though. That eight year old boy that died in the blast on Monday was seen in pictures smiling but in one he was holding a sign that read "No More hurting people, peace." When I heard that yesterday following my girlfriend to get something to eat I cried. I welled up inside because if an eight year old can see the hatred in people and only wants peace than why can't everyone else? It seems as if this has been a fight for decade upon decade upon decade upon decade. I'd like to take that boy's statement and wear it proudly in honor of him, and in honor of the meaning behind it.

Look I may not agree with my government or some religious folks or people in general but that doesn't mean I am going to plot out a way to kill them and in the process kill myself. I guess that's the difference between me and them. I still feel for peoples that have been done wrong by this the United States of America. Some peoples have been helped and when the shit hit the fan the USA were nowhere to be found. That's a lonely feeling and that cuts deep to these sometimes third world countries, but it still gives no human being to take a life of another. I guess you can only be pushed into a corner for so long to where you finally snap as well.

What happened on Monday though doesn't seem like that though to me, but what do I know? All I do know is that there are families, innocent in whatever these crazy kids idea was who have family members that won't come back and that have been maimed. To that pure hatred I just don't understand. Flat out just don't understand. There is no rhyme or reason to this. When you conduct this act of violence your "cause" is not just and to me there is no "justifying." You can explain but you will get no sympathy from me. I can forgive yes, but I cannot and will not sympathize with you.

I’m just reminded of what that little boy had wrote on a poster board. Five words that we should all take stock of. Five words that quit honestly speak volumes of morality. That if you can’t be touched by that, even a little bit, well I just don’t know what to say to you.

In concluding this thing here I guess just be good people. There is always someone who has it worse, and we all are in this thing together. Life is temporary and dogs will still cross roads but at the end of the day treating people kindly is a lot more gratifying than the alternative. 

April Fool's Her Better Half

April’s Fooled Her Better Half

Inspired by my friends in the Cincinnati Songrwriter’s Group

Hope you enjoy this friends….

April fools her better half with half told truth’s and unkept sheets.

April fools her better half with half bitters and a fool’s vodka

The last thing written on the chalkboard by the bathroom stall was,

“HA HA HA fooled you yet again!!!”

April’s fool leaves the light on when not in the room

April’s fool has never swept with a broom

April’s fool while all in love

Never cleans up nor never seems to care.

Her better half is a mess of a dresser

The same shirt for a week along with them “lucky jeans”

He ain’t the smartest man nor does he try

He just lives each day and just tries to get by

April’s fool loves her with the light on when not in the room

April’s fool doesn’t want to sweep up after with that broom

April’s fool while all in love

Will always stay in love no matter how much she may shove.

Her better half ain’t that GQ kind of feller

He’s got a beard and mustache and loves Old Yeller.

Her better half ain’t a sharp dressed man

He’s just all in love so why give a damn?

April’s fooled her better half with all the love

She makes him breakfast and really gives a damn

April’s fooled her better half with all the love

But is it really foolin when all yer doin is messin?

April’s fool may not be well dressed

April’s fool may not be well groomed

April’s fool may not be good with a broom

But when he smiles at her that’s when it all blooms again.

April fools her better half for no more

April fooled her better half for the last time

April fools her better half for how or why?

April loves her better half for a hundred scores.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!!

To My Mom

You deserve something special

You deserve something from the heart

You deserve these thoughts however long or however short.

You are always willing to help even when I don’t ask

You are always there to help when I’m in dire need.

Something special for a special mother

Always a kind word

Always an honest word

I may call a lot sometimes it’s just to hear you

I miss our talks

You see I guess the old irish saying is “that irish boys don’t like leaving their mother’s”

Well I may have left but some times it feels like I haven’t

I hope you don’t mind the calls

I hope you don’t mind them at all.

Something special for a special mom

Something from my heart for you I give

It’s your birthday and however small it may feel to you

It is a big deal to me.

I may have been a punk when I was younger

But I am trying to make up for those lost years.

You have always been the best you can be

And us four have only needed you to be that.

Yes, you deserve something special

Even though these maybe words

I just want to say I love you

I want to wish you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

I miss when you would come home and the dogs would bolt to the door

I miss that loudness of their howling.

I miss our conversations in your room about our day

Or about our goings on

I miss the way you could crush me when I lost a job

I simply miss you.

Something special for a special mom

I hope that in someway this worked

I hope you have a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY,

And I love you…..

jolly banker woody guthrie lyrics (performed by wilco and then by moose)

all i want is you by barry louis polisar

I'm Just Gettin' Older

I’m Just Gettin’ Older

My joints hurt and my back aches

I get sleepy well before 8

Yeah I ain’t getting no younger

I’m just getting older

Ain’t got no gray hairs

Just nickels and dimes to share

Yeah I ain’t getting no younger

I’m just getting older

Make me a boat

So I can float outta here

Cuz I ain’t getting no youner

I’m just getting older

Put myself on a train

To get me lost for a few days

Cuz I ain’t getting no younger

I’m just getting older

My dirty old socks

They just ain’t getting washed

Cuz I ain’t getting no younger

I’m just getting older