If all the power
In the world
Was at my disposal
What kind of man would I be
I could
Crush a nation
With the words of my voice
I could
Make the wind tremble
With the breath from my lungs

Money
Is what makes us go
Money
Is what makes us grow
Money
Makes the world go round
Money
Turns a frown upside down
Money
Sends your kids to school
Money
Makes you feel so cool

There’s a place
On the other side
A place I
Think you’d like to try

There’s a feeling inside
What of
This delight
As it catches my site
With the warm
Touch of ice
It’s feeling quite nice
And as I open my eyes
There’s a fire
Hits my soul

Please
Try to amuse me
Just shut your mouth
As I try to undo this
There is no single problem
Unburdened by time
That our minds line of work
Cannot set right

Eden’s Beginning

Corrupt me oh corrupter
Strike my mind full of flaws
Eat away my peaceful thoughts
Refill me with your black seed
Bloody buds and
Dead Thorns
Give birth to what was

It was just
The other day
I found that note
The one I said
I would always save
That note you wrote
On Valentine Day
Back when we were
High School kids
Sleeping in our
English class

How to begin this
A scene from old
Picture perfect memory
Where best but where
I feel it most
A million multi-colored
Leaves of autumns’ reign
Spread across the vastness

This one leaves no offense
To anyone, especially,
The broken ones,
I take no pity anymore
Give or take the pass
Around like
Little pawns
I gave to her a
Rosetta Stone

Ends:
Highway Number Nine
From the Brother of Wrong Virtu

...
I’ve said it all before
It’s all been said again
Word’s, need not be spoken

Take a look around

The breath between the lips
So hot, soft and sweet
Whistles us a tune
Mind’s birth from its womb
Care to take a trip
Lend an ear and bite a lip
Speak nothing, not a sound

Can you say
Damn
The pleasure
And the pain
Dancing
Dancing
Love
And you knew
Everything
But left me in the dark
What
Do you have to say for this
Every time I think of you
I realize

I just
Want
To get
Away
From here
Isn’t it
Just
Amazing
How much these words
Can say
Everybody wants a change
But
Everyone’s afraid
To just
Let go
To just
Say so
What
It’s
The way it is

You there on that
Disserted desert island
Can you hear the whisper of the sound
Being spoken by your hands

You there hanging out that
Open window in your room
Are you waiting for the call

What was that we said
The story book
There by the bed
It reads so
Family Friendly
Well…
If you don’t mind
Can we forget
Every single word of it
And never read of it
Can we
Just
Let go