Davis 305

 

Davis 305

 

Chasing the dragon. Having a six pack of Old Swills and a few hits of reefer in preparation; except we never called it reefer only marijuana and pot. So unable to face reality soberly we self medicate and take another step into the great oblivion. As we stare up at the crescent moon confident no human being ever came close to landing on it. The orchestration of lies well that’s the Dragon’s grand design. He allows you to chase him not out of fear. Rather you embolden yourselves to merge deeper into the darkness. So when your pathetic lives slip into monotony and the emptiness is complete you can always remember those gold old days. Davis 305 huh Ed? Yes sir, salute the hierarchy because you own a nice house and have a wife who gave you a few little ones. Meanwhile the world is plummeting in a spiral as the hungry jaws of the abyss lie gaping open lubricated with the lustful drool of desire. Getting wasted. A black celebration. I come to you once more in the spirit of freshness and vitality. The cool spring breeze shall fill your sails as you journey to the land of purpose and fulfillment. I am a soldier in the army of the Lord. I was once one with the void. I have surrendered mind, body and soul. In giving all I attained all. So with the entire universe in my hand I gently toss it into the collection plate a free will offering to the God of Love. 

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Jerry Paul

Jerry Paul

 

Of all God’s creatures be they great or small

None do I love as much as Jerry Paul

We are friends and nothing can take that away

Such were the words my buddy would say

He has gone to the zenith of the night

While I have traveled to untouchable light

The two of us getting drunk in room seven

Ah if Earth had a glimpse of heaven

Come to me and do not desert the sacred cause

Fight the foolishness of man’s fatal laws

Madness like Sid at the Gates of Dawn

See the lunatic folded on the lawn

Remorse of course is the source of glowing

Are you well it is hell just not knowing

Has the CIA taken over your mind?

Are your still gentle, proper, calm and kind

I have changed is that strange for me to say?

I never desired or inspired to walk that way

I wish I could tell you you’re inside my heart

And my Love for you brother cannot part

But in bitterness you fled for higher ground

I wonder under God’s heaven what have you found?

Now I hesitate to articulate

Are you crazy, lazy, can you relate?

I will put you on the visitor’s list

Now that is an offer you cannot resist

So until my fame I will say a prayer

Still the same, know how greatly I do care

Of all God’s creatures be they great or small

None do I Love as much as Jerry Paul

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Chumly

 Chumly

 

I submit to you humbly

To the brats of the frat

Who think they are all that

With eyes dark and glumly

Who will love Chumly?

 

Mugsy was a cool kid

The brothers gave him a bid

To make sure he’d come on board

His roommate Chumly

Got an invite as a sweet reward

 

Well Mugsy couldn’t pull his weight

And bowed out of school

But Chumly wasn’t gone

And he marched on

Some said it was a mistake

Without a doubt

 

Chumly had hair wild and long

The brothers, so cool of course

Faired all the worse

And thought this was so, so, so wrong

So Mark feigning friendship with a smile

Was nice to Chumly for a while

And took him to a barber

To get a clip with exquisite style

 

The first shall be last and the last shall be first

And as I look back over those days dark and cruel

I really don’t know who was the worst?

Or which of us was the biggest fool

I have learned kindness and the golden rule

And say today that Chumly was cool

 

Remember your opinion isn’t as valid as mine

I have inspiration pure and divine

And the words contained in this rhyme

Will live through the ages for all time 

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