from my keyboard.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

i am not a bad person.

the baby is
fresh.pink and pure.
there are no ropes around his
elbows; none around his knees.
uncommitted
and unsure his baby feet float.
his innocence is mine
as he stumbles into a life that grips
like vice.
sympathize sympathize.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

tequila sunrise

"you got that? Getting your cup, I took a swig
the bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit
droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen
pay attention brotha, you're my ace, but don't ever question
just do what I say, and you'll be rich
And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine
don't ever forget that golden rule in the game
cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
watch those conniving women and keep your eye out
always be aware of what's around you
they wanna down you, and fuckin clown you
keep your shit in order the money won't stop
pretty soon you'll be on top"
- Cypress Hill, "Tequila Sunrise"