Beto’s On The Road Again

Beto’s On The Road Again

 

The graffiti screamed home’s where you want to be                         

We live a lifetime but some are never free                                        

It’s east to west and then going north to south                                  

You’re the king of the hill but then there’s the doubt                        

 

Beto’s on the road again

And the whole church said amen

I swear one day’s he’s coming again

Until then… Beto’s on the road again

 

You’ve never lived until that Colorado high

Or gazed west to see where the sea meets the sky

Manifest destiny upsets me it’s a lie

A deep dark greed was the honest reason why

 

Beto’s on the road again

And the whole church said amen

I swear one day’s he’s coming again

Until then… Beto’s on the road again

 

In Psalm nineteen the heaven’s they testify

It’s a miracle each time you see a bird fly

Beto’s grooving moving taking in the scene

Never surrender and remember where you’ve been

 

Beto’s on the road again

And the whole church said amen

I swear one day’s he’s coming again

Until then… Beto’s on the road again

 

Don’t let my ukulele fail me there’s a song in my bones

I may not be the Beatles but I’m one up on the Stones

Deep in the forest the wild life meets in solidarity

If they didn’t have their guns they wouldn’t even scare me

 

Around the turn may we all learn something true

The fire will burn you but does that concern you

Crazy Horse rides the plains a ghost of the man

The very best things in life we never do plan

 

Beto’s on the road again

And the whole church said amen

I swear one day’s he’s coming again

Until then… Beto’s on the road again 

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Sophie

Listen To SOPHIE

Sophie

 

Sophie sings the upper middle-class blues                            

Boredom is the villain paying her dues                                 

Not a child not an adult in between                                       

Living the hell you knew well called a teen                          

 

And I say Sophie what are your dreams?

What will you give away what will you keep?

I ask Sophie what are your dreams?

And Sophie sighs I wanna sleep

 

Lots of information nothing to learn

In my mind I find a quiet concern

So much potential dead on the inside

I recall the days I wanted to hide

 

And I say Sophie what are your dreams?

What will you give away what will you keep?

I ask Sophie what are your dreams?

And Sophie sighs I wanna sleep

 

She’ll have a vacation jetting away

Her parents have money they’re willing to pay

Run away close by or flee really far

But you can never ever leave what you are

 

And I say Sophie what are your dreams?

What will you give away what will you keep?

I ask Sophie what are your dreams?

And Sophie sighs I wanna sleep

 

And all my peers grew up to be old

And all my peers their soul is sold

Looking back through the years I know why

Living the truth is harder than living a lie

 

War rumbles life stumbles things looking black

After you grow up some days you’ll look back

Sophie I tried to warn you it’s red alert

I wrote this with love so child don’t be hurt

 

And I say Sophie what are your dreams?

What will you give away what will you keep?

I ask Sophie what are your dreams?

And Sophie sighs I wanna sleep

Fixing Route 46

Fixing Route 46

 

The state got plans to fix

The traffic on route forty six

All the engineers got to say

Is make sure we get out pay

 

Ever make love to a block

It don’t sing it don’t rock

Comes with a real high price

Love is the sacrifice

Now that ain’t right

They’ll be using all their tricks

Fixing Route forty six

 

Get up at four to go to Philly

The whole situation in silly

Count the cars where the bums awake

Don’t know how much I can take

 

They say God will provide

And God is on our side

But how can you tell

When we live in hell

Love is the sacrifice

Now that ain’t right

They’ll be using all their tricks

Fixing Route forty six

 

We’ll do our job and not retreat

If we loose we won’t admit defeat

We can always blame the other guy

It’s all about money and greed is why

 

Ever make love to a brick

The whole process is sick

Comes with a forked tongue

Deceives the simple and the young

Love is the sacrifice

Now that ain’t right

They’ll be using all their tricks

Fixing Route forty six

 

The homeless used to live in the trees

With the sprites and gnomes and fairies

Soon they’ll be done on route forty six

Whole thing just makes me sick

Fixing Route forty six 

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It’s A Snowy Day In Montclair

 It’s A Snowy Day In Montclair

 

I read the obituary of a man with a pathetic life

He loved his children and was on his third wife

No matter how wicked or cruel the livin

When you bite the dust you’re going to heaven

 

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

Down on your knees say a prayer

When hell freezes over I’ll be there

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

 

The college basketball team is undefeated

If you’re manic I know how you’ll be treated

Rents are on the rise but that’s no surprise

Here comes the devil with a quiver full of lies

 

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

Down on your knees say a prayer

When hell freezes over I’ll be there

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

 

I’m getting pornographic emails in my spam

Yesterday I worshiped the great I am

Right now I’m typing the lyrics to a song

I’m pondering why right always turns wrong

 

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

Down on your knees say a prayer

When hell freezes over I’ll be there

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

 

Satan smiles as he drools reading over the Epstein files

If you think the Democrats will save us then you’re in denial

We have a vigil on Fridays to protest war and organized hate

I believe all genocide is wrong but that’s a matter of debate

 

I ain’t the Messiah but I’ll ascend into heaven

I ain’t a liar please read Revelation chapter eleven

Tutoring math brings rewards but so little pay

I wonder how in the world do people turn gay

 

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

Down on your knees say a prayer

When hell freezes over I’ll be there

It’s a snowy day in Montclair

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In Memory Of Zyon Brooks

 In Memory Of Zyon Brooks (2002-2021)

 

Zyon is a mountain never washed to the Sea

Zyon is memory wildly free

Laughter after the tragedy

Embracing the racing memory

And there is no sense and reason

I would accuse God of treason

But that would not serve the cause

Or help at all

Adam too had a tremendous fall

 

Where do we go from here?

When cheeks moisten with fresh tears?

And the pale ghost of agony appears

On the day he turns thirty?

Will the dagger hurt me? (I know it will, still)

The sin of what could have been

I reflect in all the honesty I can embrace

A bike rolling strolling down the road in a race

Children are children even at nineteen

Where have we been?

 

In Memory of Zyon Brooks

Read it now in the history books

A tragedy that could have been adverted?

What purpose has it served?

Beyond the fact that we are aware

That so many care

With kind word or prayer

Or even a shot of bliss

In a poem such as this

For I am facing the long goodbye

No stranger to tears a human being will cry

The bell tolls we’ve heard that line

But the sound is different when you claim it as mine

 

I hope Zyon your wings are strong enough now

To fly and even soar

Wherever you are there is no poverty, starvation or war

We’ll see you on the other side somehow

As gentle saints in remembrance take a bow

 

What is done is done

Farewell our beloved son

There is so much left to say

But that is left for another day

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Where Is The Parking?

Where Is The Parking?

 

I couldn’t catch the subway train

Eyes electric lady land vain

I didn’t even have any friends

Besides my Porsche and Mercedes Benz

So I hustled off to Alamo

And snorted a gram of blow

But the CIA was in a little worry

As they fled the scene in diabolical hurry

I saw a spot but it was awful tight

To fit in, to fit in, well I just might

Of course, I didn’t want to scratch the paint

If I did, I’d yell a spell and then faint

There was dog dodo on the ground

My heart in angst began to pound

I pressed the metal to the pedal in backwards cliché

And fled to what was a better day

Yuppies are a thing of the past

And police cruisers ride mighty fast

Chief Conforti is a confidant

Pray tell what more could you want

Another parking deck?

A dismal gigantic metallic wreck

Where is the parking snorted the whore?

What does it matter if there’s nuclear war? 

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Cannon Fodder A.K.A Beloved Daughter

 Cannon Fodder A.K.A Beloved Daughter

 

NeNe, I've never spelled her name before, had no need

Easy, that was her deceased son's nickname

Blown away on the Newark streets, another casualty

Like autumn leaves falling from the trees casually

But in the dirge of death the community's spirit overflows

Mourner's packed the church house for the funeral

Some in suits and some in tatters, it's the heart that matters

 

Jessica, nice young lady, singing the soulful street serenade of sorrow

No education, no experience, no relative to lay down nepotism

Economic think tanks serve the lustful desire of the Federal Reserve

Calculating to four decimal points how to maximize potential profit

And if the numbers rising on the sheets equates death upon the streets

Well it's somebody else's child irregardless, not their mess

 

So NeNe wept when Jessica enlisted, it's her way out she insisted

The crazed maze is carefully crafted by master psychologists

Slavery is packaged in a pretty green uniform under an American flag

You'll be serving your country, become part of a grand family

Just hope you don't get raped, physically, mentally, spiritually

Robots make efficient killers, we haven't mastered MK Ultra just yet

So Irving Berlin's 'God Bless America' defeats Woody Guthrie's 'This Land is Your Land'

Let it be known that nothing is of yet written in stone

For Jessica at the moment is both alive and well

 

As we journey collectively on our space ship Mother Earth

Wars wage, in every age, the planet's spinning and we keep sinning

A war on terror is the bold declaration of a total farce, unless you look in a mirror

Where more of our soldiers commit suicide by far then die in combat

And we pray for Jessica with all of our might

She is amidst enemy territory unaware of the peril infesting her soul

Please Lord, don't let our beloved child die in some useless war

The prayer echoes in Chinese, and Russian, and Arabic and Hebrew and...

For these words are not a sonnet of surrender

Rather a battle cry for forevermore, a war on war

When statisticians coldly calculate the predicted rate of slaughter

Do not see cannon fodder rather know it is Jessica our beloved daughter

I don't want to see NeNe cry at a funeral no more 

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Edgar and the Hard Facts of Life

 Edgar and the Hard Facts of Life

 

At the train station

SUN peeping in the SKY

Edgar has a sensation!

To end it all and die

And he don’t know why,

                                      And he don’t know why,

And he don’t know why,

His whole life is a               LIE

But he’s getting bye

And as the TRAIN comes near

There’s great tension and FEAR

That he’ll JUMP ahead

Before the TRAIN

And wind up DEAD

                                FUTILE AND VAIN

 

 

Poor Edgar sold his soul

 

 

For an office with a view

But he’s miserable

Doesn’t even have a clue

His fundamental flaw

He dare not mention

For he is in AWE

MONEY, MONEY, MONEY

MORE, MORE, MORE

He pimps out his mind

Life left him behind

 

 

Of that he is sure

Trains And Whistles Thorns And Thistles

Joey

Joey

 

Joey sits at the store on Bloomfield Avenue

Life buzzes on by but he’s got a great view

It’s a hard world and we all gotta earn our pay

But dreaming is free so here’s to a better day

 

In life Joey wants five stars

A double bass with triple guitars

I’m on my way to a paying gig

I’m one break away from hitting it big

 

He writes his words down because hey you never know

We had humble starts before playing the show

Joey looks in the mirror and sees fantasy

Hey baby there ain’t no reason why that can’t be me

 

In life Joey wants five stars

A double bass with triple guitars

I’m on my way to a paying gig

I’m one break away from hitting it big

 

Life is a long and winding grind

Before you start you’re left behind

Ain’t nothing more precious than peace of mind

If you can see you realize we’re all blind

 

Joey’s days are long and paying his dues never ends

He counts his blessings one by one health and good friends

At night Joey walks home he looks to heaven high

He might not make it but he’ll give it his best try

 

In life Joey wants five stars

A double bass with triple guitars

I’m on my way to a paying gig

I’m one break away from hitting it big 

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Tune Of The Sky

Tune Of The Sky

 

Gold dust lovely lady of the dawn

Tomorrow I trust today is gone

Long shadows glows dance on still water

Laughter’s born Love’s precious daughter

 

Whistling winds tune of the sky

Lonely angel flying high

Spirits speak telling why

Sacred secrets never to die

 

Crimson stains crying in anguished pains

In the end what remains?

Ashes to ashes dust of the Earth

Seeds sown in sorrow’s rebirth

 

Whistling winds tune of the sky

Lonely angel flying high

Spirits speak telling why

Sacred secrets never to die

 

Sound of the Trumpet final cry

You will make it if you try

Setting sun forgetting all

Night time rhyme the moon’s call

 

Whistling winds tune of the sky

Lonely angel flying high

Spirits speak telling why

Sacred secrets never to die 

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