Bang Bang Bang

Bang, Bang, Bang.                                        
Lay down and die,                                       
Now you're a tourist,                                       
With a hole in your eye,                                       
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
Better off dead,                                           
Now your a mommy,                                       
With a hole in your head,                                   
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
Gimme them shoes,                                       
They'll look better on me,                                       
When I'm on the news,                                       
Bang, bang, bang,                                        
Your right to bear arms,                                       
The hunter, the hunted,                                       
So what's the harm,                                       
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
Brady bill passed,                                       
Brady bunch battles,                                       
But are sorely out classed,                                   
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
Take, take, take,                                           
Want, want, want,                                       
For heaven's sake,                                       
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
So goes the gun,                                           
Oh what protection,                                       
Oh what fun,                                           
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
Desensitized,                                           
And we are the reapers,                                       
Of all the lies,                                           
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
Innocence lost,                                           
Terrible, rising, 

Statistical cost.                                          
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
Your child is dead,                                       
Might as well call Kervorkian,                                   
Instead,                                               
Bang, bang, bang,                                       
And so it goes on,                                       
The continuous battle,                                       
Of right and wrong,                                       
Bang, bang, bang,                                    
Bang, you're gone,                                           
End of story,                                           
End of song.


written about gun violence happening in the early 80s              

A Fine Line

It's a fine line,

Between sin and salvation,

A fine line,

Between temptation and will,

A fine line,

Between eternity and damnation,

A fine line,

Between luck and skill,

It's a fine line

Between faith and frustration,

A fine line

Between is and aint,

A fine line,

Between insanity and genius,

A fine line,

Between love and hate,

It's a fine line,

Between have and have not,

A fine line,

Between hope and despair,

A fine line,

Between freedom and bondage,

A fine line,

Between truth and a dare,

It's a fine line,

That wrinkles the forehead,

A fine line,

Carved deep in the brow,

A fine line,

Down the palm of your hand,

A fine line,

Betwwen why and how,

It's a fine line,

Between questions and answers,

A fine line,

Everyone takes,

A fine line,

Straight and narrow,

A fine line,

Full of mistakes,

It's a fine line,

That draws the conclusions,

A fine line,

Between difference and spite,

A fine line,

That separates people,

A fine line,

Between wrong and right,

It's a fine line,

Between care and indifference,

A fine line,

Between wisdom and wit,

A fine line,

Between knowledge and ignorance,

And and fine line

Between win and quit.

Close Your Eyes

Close your eyes

And dream of someone smiling,

Close you eyes,

And dream that it is true,

Close your eyes.

Forget about the crying,

Close your eyes,

Imagine that it’s you.



Close your eyes

And dream of someone dancing,

Close your eyes,

And dream about a song,

Close your eyes,

And dream about a lover,

Close your eyes,

And dream there’s nothing wrong.


Close your eyes,

And look beyond the anger,

Close your eyes,

And look beyond the pain,

Close your eyes,

And look beyond the hatred, 

Close your eyes,

And look beyond the rain.



Close your eyes,

And look into the future,

Close your eyes,

And look into the past,

Close your eyes,

And look into the present,

Close your eyes,

And look, it doesn’t last.


Close your eyes,

And dream of people smiling,

Close your eyes

And dream there is no war,

Close your eyes,

And dream of people caring,

Close your eyes,

And dream a little more.

Dream Land

You base your politics on rejection of the other.
You direct it at the ignorant, the fearful.
You exploit the uneducated to cement your hold on power.
You court hatred as if it were your lover.
And those who understand can only watch,
For you have a pulpit, a podium, with a cool catch phrase;
Make Dream Land great again,
You repeat it incessantly to a willing audience of fools.

Meanwhile, the less fortunate, 
Those without the luxury of hand me down power,
Are content to be manipulated, molded, divided and conquered, helplessly.
Oblivious to the fact they are all far more alike than different.
Trapped in their own cognitive dissonance,
They duke it out on social media, blissfully immersed in their own ignorance. 

You embrace bald faced lies as fact,
And reject fact as so much unwanted fiction
A dangerous affront to your selfish goals,
Your bloated ego can’t stand a direct challenge
So you retreat to your gold adorned bathroom for solace.

You are resident lump of Dream Land,
A joke played on the population,
At a time when the level of ignorance
And hate is anything but funny.

You are not very good at math,
Numbers are somehow foreign to you
Yet amazingly, you are adept at simple division,
Of people.

Dream Land,
Home of the grave,
Home of this pompous orange orator
I see an apple pie,
Rotting on the counter. 

Oh, Dream Land, where is the love
Where is your heart and soul.
Where are you leading this broken world.