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!!

The System

 The System

 

Pyramids of chiseled stones, crushing the bones, of the Hebrew slaves

Pyramids, Pharaohs' graves, home of the dead, created by anguish

Under the sweltering sun, the work is never done, death the only finish

In Manhattan, spires scrape the sky, above the dim cry of the working class

Wall Street, Bull Market, Baal is their Lord, mammon their reward

Tombs of doom, Zombies of the apocalypse, savagely kiss the empress

Defined as cruel, the Queen of Fools, in darkness she rules

The number of the beast, mocks the least, Satan cackles at his feast

They fornicate in brutal hate, devouring the blood of the common man

 

Calm waters run deep, the believer can keep what he has promised

For liars never realize that doom shall consume, a rancorous perfume

Ideals, they are real, a vision one cannot steal, take, break or shake

Systems come and systems go look at once mighty Egypt if you want to know

Egypt, a third world player, the construction of pyramids has now ceased

Powers rise and powers fall, a surge of a sentimental sorrow released

 

Greed is a cancer, an addict needing another hit, producing paradise counterfeit

Insanity inflicts vanity, you curse profanity, when one comes with humble truth

You shall know the deal, when we shall steal, your very youth

For we have wisdom to change the system it is happening now as we speak

Never confuse humility for being weak, soon we shall peak, all is not bleak

There is tremendous power in turning the other cheek

We are the star, you tarry near and far, in desire it is us you seek 

POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor

 Click Here

Click Here