Daddy left you
A baby that never became a man
Mommy was around
When it was convenient
A picture in the paper
Dreams of a ticker tape parade
Not when you needed
Her the most and while
You can boast that
You're the most powerful
Man in the universe
Who's gonna give you a hand
When you start losing control?
And no extravagant abode
Or a gorgeous wife
Is gonna compensate
For being abandoned
By the ones who partake in hedonistic delight
Only to drop the ball
When the pied piper calls
Wipe the sweat off brow
Pluck the Grey hairs off a shiny dome
Shirts pressed suit and tie
And don't you cry
When the grip is loosening off
The pulse of a great society
You can't give everyone
A piece of the pie
Someone is gonna be cut short
Holding an empty bag
You can't bring a smile
To the world's face
When you can't even
Bother to be proud
Of the blood that coarsens in your veins
And while you may
Stand at the precipice of greatness
In private, you'd gladly throw it away
Just to be a boy again
Another try at finding security
Stability not flighty fickleness of selfish whims
Sadly predicting a destiny
Of biblical proportions without
Feeling empowered by the holy spirit...

P-2009.