Mine Judgment

What did you do,
To deserve my judgment?
My criticism of you?

What evil deed was done?
Something you didn't do?
Why must you face my wrath?

Do you even have a clue?

Do you know why you're in pain?
Why you will feel my rage?

You've gone too far this time,
No chance left to be saved.

So mirror on the wall,
Within you know the truth,
The man that's trapped within you,
Mine judgment shall not loose.

All I Know As Truth

What shall I believe in?

What truth rings true to me?
What shall I hold in my heart?
What runs like blood within me?

I ponder all these systems,
Religions, laws, and wars,
They've never worked for me,
Just a forest blocked by doors.

But no building.

So I ask why?

Where is that special feeling?
Not here, why should I lie?

I've paid my dues,
I've sought to search,

I came to find the truth,

But all I found were men behind the curtain,
With shiny suits,

Saying, 'don't tell,
But who would ever believe you?

What we do is real,
It is you, that we can see through.'

So in my solitude I ask,
'What's real and what's for sale?'

I dream that reality will kindly,
Riddle me the tale.

All I know as truth,

Is what I see and express,
Respect for other visions has been my,
Earthly test,

All I've known and see,
Added color to my canvas true,
Appreciate my own Masterpiece,
Is what I'll learn to do,

I'll listen to my own music,
My answers reverberate inside,
And lift my voice for my song,
To sing 'I am alive'

With Love That's True

I'm more in love with your idea,
Than I am with you.
Idea's shit don't stink,
But oh do you!

Go away from me,
So I can fantasize about you in my mind!
Don't smother me,
So I can wonder about you all the time...

Don't ever tell me how you feel,
So I can make a guess,
Never reveal the answer!
I'll be most impressed!

Instead of being imperfect and,
Hold me with love that's true,
Just chase some other love,
So I can fall in love, with you.

Green Monster

I hate.
How the abundance or absence of money,
Affects my psyche.

People say money doesn't matter,

I wish it truly didn't.

But we all agree that it does.

Because that's all money is,
An agreement,
Symbolized by paper.

Physical representation of an idea,

Idea of worth, and barter...

Idea of trade,
Of ego,
Which elicits emotions.

Emotions of worthlessness,
Or pride,
Greed and fear,

But money is our scapegoat.

"Lets all blame the dollar,
Like we blame guns for killing people,

Like we blame plates for making us fat..."

We shall rally against the evils of the dollar!

The truth is:

We are the dollar.

Everything we have made the dollar to be,

Started first, with "you and me",

The evil, the good...

The wont and the should,

The Savior and Satan,
The love we now hate and,
The children we'll never see.

It all came to be,
From the good and bad greens,
The colors we perceive,
Within you,

And me.