Sunday, July 5, 2026

At The Gates

At The Gates

 

Achilles is knocking on your golden door                             

Helen is simply a goodlooking whore                                   

Homer is telling Bad Bart please no more                             

Who are the barbarians I’m no longer sure                           

 

At the gates you can come out or in

At the gates they bargain for your sin

At the gates nobody wins

At the gates it’s where life begins

 

Global warming is looking real these days

The rich man eats while the poor man pays

Obliterate, obliterate Doctor Who returns

Minimum wage is an outrage that burns

 

At the gates you can come out or in

At the gates they bargain for your sin

At the gates nobody wins

At the gates it’s where life begins

 

Samantha Stargazer is moving on up

George Bush still ain’t peeing in the cup

Blue this line is for you and Edgar too

I’d steal a chorus verse that’s what I’ll do

 

At the gates you can come out or in

At the gates they bargain for your sin

At the gates nobody wins

At the gates it’s where life begins

 

Androgena five is alive and she’s wearing shades in the night

They say we’re fighting for freedom now ain’t that a delight

Back to Troy let’s not annoy their joy with a wooden horse

We didn’t catch any fish so seaweed was served for the main course

 

Hell is real I can feel it in your soul

Why are we fighting for total control

Crappy Tech only cares about the bottom line

I’m dreaming of something that ain’t mine

 

At the gates you can come out or in

At the gates they bargain for your sin

At the gates nobody wins

At the gates it’s where life begins


 GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS



The Big Book Of Song Lyrics, Check It Out!!

In The End We Began

 In The End We Began

 

Greed was the American way but who are we                                  

Long live Nat Turner in the land of the free                                      

I know the Navajo share the Hopi dream                                          

Langston Hughes sung the blues in a dismal scream                         

 

In the end we began so the saying goes

A hot kiss in the apocalypse FIREWIND blows

In the end we began and nobody knows

In the end we began if only love grows

 

Orange you so glad that we’re becoming great

We’re stuck behind fifteen balls all number eight

In Chicago Fred Hampton lives on the wind

Get ready for pay day it’s the wages of sin

 

In the end we began so the saying goes

A hot kiss in the apocalypse FIREWIND blows

In the end we began and nobody knows

In the end we began if only love grows

 

If I was cynical I’d mention Charles Manson

On Monday Ted Bundy was simply handsome

Neil Young lost his groove somewhere in the great divide

I’m forced to fight cause there’s nowhere left to hide

 

In the end we began so the saying goes

A hot kiss in the apocalypse FIREWIND blows

In the end we began and nobody knows

In the end we began if only love grows

 

I am a patriot defying unjust laws

Black Elk speaks and Moses had flaws

FIREWIND is the band of my dreams

They blew up building seven so it seems

 

I’d insult you but you really ain’t worth the time

Nothing worse than poets who cannot even rhyme

Ronald Raygun is burning in the pits of hell

Jesus saves I say isn’t that totally swell

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS



The Big Book Of Song Lyrics, Check It Out!!

What We Buried

What We Buried

 

Crucified electrified with a mutual dream to share                                       

Felt the fire in the church choir we had one hell of a prayer                         

Repenting over Lamentations nobody mentions joy                                     

Like and Adam and Eve I believe in girl meeting boy                                  

 

What we buried made us strong

Love is more than right and wrong

What we buried didn’t belong

And now we got ourselves a new song

In a teenage daydream an endless scream trying to escape

The rules at the schools were made for the fools a mental rape

Don’t mention questions the idea is to regurgitate

Economics is greed which leads to philosophies of hate

 

What we buried made us strong

Love is more than right and wrong

What we buried didn’t belong

And now we got ourselves a new song

 

Under the midnight moon at the lagoon naked like birth

God may not test you but you still gotta prove what your worth

In the water innocence slaughtered we did more than kiss

So many years down the line feeling fine now we reminisce.

 

What we buried made us strong

Love is more than right and wrong

What we buried didn’t belong

And now we got ourselves a new song

 

Well your friend was nowhere to be found

The proper preacher pronounced us hell bound

Sometimes two plus two equals four

You’ll never win cause it’s a sin keeping score

 

We flew to Vegas two lovers living life like a charm

God damn Elvis was my best man we were walking arm in arm

Life’s a gamble we went on a ramble next stop paradise

Numbers mean nothing if you don’t have courage to throw the dice

 

What we buried made us strong

Love is more than right and wrong

What we buried didn’t belong

And now we got ourselves a new song


 GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS



The Big Book Of Song Lyrics, Check It Out!!

Saturday, July 4, 2026

Fourth of July

Fourth of July

 

It came winter twenty below

Sky was weeping virgin snow

The sun was hidden by cloudy skies

But I saw a light in your eyes

A look that would never die

In your heart is the Fourth of July

 

Well the years came and the years went

So much time how did it get spent

I left my home town hit the road

Finding a way to loosen my load

I left you alone I know not why

In your heart is the Fourth of July

 

I had many lovers that is true

But none could compare to you

I remember your wiggling walk

And the sexy way that you talk

You are the best it’s no lie

In your heart is the Fourth of July

 

I remember the night at the lake

It was cold you began to quake

We lit ourselves a blazing fire

But you turned the heat on higher

We made Love as I gazed in the sky

In your heart is the Fourth of July

 

I called your house the other day

Your momma said that you went way

She said you married a rock star

And that you were gone real far

I hung up and began to cry

In your heart is the Fourth of July 


GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS



The Big Book Of Song Lyrics, Check It Out!!

Friday, July 3, 2026

The Big Score

 The Big Score

 

Taking the midnight flight to Vegas on a hunch                                

He had all the numbers and he made them crunch                            

Kissed his wife goodbye with a sweet little lie                                  

If she knew the truth it would only make her cry                              

 

He said come on baby just one more

I’ll be quitting after the big score

Don’t walk out that door

I’m going to be winning the big score

 

The stewardess was hot with no inhibition

Alas he was steadfast a man on his mission

He had three kids with dreams of education

If he won his bet so sweet would be salvation

 

He said come on baby just one more

I’ll be quitting after the big score

Don’t walk out that door

I’m going to be winning the big score

 

Touchdown the rain was pouring from way on high

When you don’t know the truth you can’t tell a lie

A limousine into town going all the way

Tonight was the night tomorrow the golden day

 

He said come on baby just one more

I’ll be quitting after the big score

Don’t walk out that door

I’m going to be winning the big score

 

Money is a poison the runs in the veins of the American dream

The green monster chews you up and makes you wanna scream

It’s more, more, more you’re looking for the big score

You hit it big then it’s another gig looking for the big score

 

It’s your life’s savings but are you gonna win

Win or lose you’ll have the blues of your sin

Deja vous on you as you walk the gambling floor

The mirror ball spins nobody wins the big score

 

He said come on baby just one more

I’ll be quitting after the big score

Don’t walk out that door

I’m going to be winning the big score

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS



The Big Book Of Song Lyrics, Check It Out!!

Wednesday, July 1, 2026

A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

 

Late night hush

Silence transcends to heavenly stars

Eternal lights never knowing sleep

Countless secrets they keep

No horoscope, no divination could give insight

And Allmighty God chose not to speak that night

Just like yesterday

Or the day before

And before and before and before

But one day, some day, we hope for more

 

Ten thousand agonies of a heart broken

Emotions overflowing yet nothing spoken

Except for the screaming of her misty tears

And the sounds of creations that have been echoing for years

It is not that there is no voice

It is that we refuse to hear

And that is by choice

 

Who has not known woe?

Or felt the bitter pain?

That nobody could know

Let alone explain

 

And so she remains in her solitude

Cept for the infinite stars above

And thus we conclude

Keeping in tact the mystery known as Love   


POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Tuesday, June 30, 2026

Racial Injustice

Racial Injustice

 

It’s really all about the money

Pitting black on white

Telling lies

Making them fight

So they don’t organize

Greed ain’t funny

They say if you’re from the hood

You can’t be any good

A disgrace

An inferior race

But it is clearly understood

When they declare war

They’re happy to take the poor

Hatred’s deep kiss

Racial injustice

The good old boys

Have a circle thin

To share life’s joys

They won’t let you in

But if you betray your kind

You will find

They don’t mind

An Uncle Tom or two

But for me and you

Well we get this evil analysis

Of racial injustice

The satanic wisdom

Of this insidious system

Everybody is fully aware

That it ain’t fare

But they don’t care

White man hating what he sees in the mirror

Snorting cocaine eases his pain

All so his life vain

Is seen all the more clearer

A strong man don’t put others down

Like leaders don’t need a crown

But these jokers pale

From Harvard and Yale

Are superficial, artificial, comical clowns

Inflicting us with their frowns

Hear them hiss

Racial injustice

This Pilgrim’s pride

Land of the brave

Was purchased by genocide

And built on the backs of the slave

But if you take a look

In the history book

You’ll see none of this

Racial injustice

The list is quite long my friend

In fact this poem may never end

But God is good

And it is understood

In Heaven’s bliss

It will be totally free

Of racial injustice 


  POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor