Friday, August 1, 2014

Fun & Rage










Right upon the trees

right upon the trees
with a caustic lady who tells
you’re not within

try a new life and see
drugs will not help
the heavy beast

searching out there
with a scrapbook all written
so who cares

you wrote tons
in your first life
you were a town lost

going out west
see the highway men
lean over the iron bend

another plastic family
eating all the slop
outside the refinery




*****



Fun & Rage


back in ol' days of '49

of 1949
I got lost in a swamp
in a swamp

all doctors told me
boy you’re weird 'n' insane

coz of I shot him
a bullet in the face
coz I shot him
for fun & rage

back in ol days of 49
of 1949
got a job near the coal mine
the soft coal mine

they got stuck and they died
little flaming pieces in da coal mine

owner so proud to live
in the golden house
with his cozy family
hard to believe

back in ol' day of 66
of 1966
we vote for democracy
red utopia of socialism

the president passed away
a bullet in the back
that was rage
of a terror attack

he was buried down the hill
with cannon balls rollin’
buried down the hill
funny place to live


*****




Lost her

this is a story hard to tell
even to a sad priest
this is that kind of story
that has not an happy leave

it narrates how a lonely man
found his unexpected end

but the sun is shining
and it won’t remind me
how I lost her

this a really vain story
difficult to tell
this is an ancestral story
and no closing end

if you glad I could tell ya
for thousands maids

but the sun is shining
and it won’t remind me
how I lost her

I have to begin this story
or it will be too late
I don’t want this story anymore
down in my grave

a little far away just from here
there’s a blanket ban red sign

but the sun is shining
and it won’t remind me
how I lost her


*****



Steeltown

In Steeltown
there’s a road called
2 minutes hiring

in the past there were a lot of workers
fighting in downtown riots

when the town gets the dawn
the crowd get so excited
the unions were corrupted
the police beat ‘em to exhaust ‘em

out of the factories there are human needs
many people talk together about a new equal society
get more rights and balance the greed of plutocracy

but when they declare the town went bankrupt
people in the streets lost a lot

it was very hard to go forward without a loan
so I went every day to a pawn shop
to got the money for the raise of my honor

but when they declare the town went bankrupt
people in the streets lost a lot

now I see all this sad stories on tv
they interviewed a lathe turner who lost the job in the last spring
he got a triple mortgage and three kids

but when they declare the town went bankrupt
people in the streets lost a lot


*****



Blackened skull ring

taking off
now

plans to do
somehow

get to find that girl
barstool blues above

get a book
and see

reed a lot
a way to be

with your feet
right on the street

talk about politics

her brain is so sweet

married a woman
maybe

got a kid
no-way

see the homeless men
counting nickels

buy them coffee
respect 'em always

love that woman
with fancy hair

write a poem
on the dark age

try to understand
all this messy dirt

buy her flowers no gray

find an ashtray

all the employees
laughing at me


pay that blackened skull ring


*****

Thru SouthWest

the place closed very late
people crawled outside and waste
rusty mornings aside
you could say it won’t be nice

hauled down talks down the line
crazy women don’t share their wine
the churches are closed every time
the major had a new ticket for his wife

hey people I’ve got
two three words to share
the first one begun in a burning hell
the widow was cut & nuthin’ else
would you try ‘nother man

sitting up straight with the preacher man
sucking him with whole bare hands
and you know that it will not end soon
the child of a single mother, a child on the moon

ripped it out talking loud
eating what you have found
looking for sex looking for balloons
never trust a man who is drunk at noon

the main things I don’t care
money god sweet sis & dad
I grab the car in the alley
going thru southwest, thru southwest


*****

Ride on

They came to us
to have the lands
to steal our land
they were about
just a few men
but they were
so damned bad

they’ve been already
in the other town
they robbed a bank
they left deads
some bleeding heads
and a woman called
Rusty Heleine

me my mum & dad
we wore fine hats
we had the farm
but this was not
a good reason
to still believe
in it

I was so scared
when I saw ‘em
we were in the fall
of the lowlands

months passed
me my mum & dad
we worked for that people
we share food wine
believe or not
and some barrel
of gun powder

grandpa is not so proud
of this situation down
but it keep us alive
I’m not worried
in seem to be
a really good guy
of this ol’ town

I was so scared
when I saw ‘em
we were in the fall
of the lowlands

years go by
I have changed
a little my mind
I’ve got a pump
right off the road
but I keep on telling’ me
ride on


*****

The Distance

Out in the distance
animals ride

out in the distance
no flag to fight for

you can hold a gun
toward the sky

you can hold a shotgun
and do no harm

a warm applause
when you turn off
a warm applause
for your song

out in the distance
coyotes round the fire

out in the distance
borders are free

red hills & ground 
make you feel about

changing weather
and all it was ever

a warm applause
when you turn off
a warm applause
for your song

out in the distance
no nations across

out in the distance
you can’t find a white cross

walking with no doubt
the rise and fall of a dawn

chasing evil thoughts
going on and on and on

out in the fields
the distance is not

out in the fields
the distance is not

what I was thinking of
what I was thinking of