Country Road

Poem ... Country Road

Take me home
To that past
To that time
When friendships last

On that dirt road
Fields of white
Cotton to be picked
Banjos into the night

I miss those days
Please take me there
Old country road
To those I care

Expressways to nowhere
I shall not go
All those new things
Just for show

Those rolling hills
Those foggy days
Singing those songs
Of our caring ways

So on I go
To where I knew
This old country road
Back to the true

Rabid Poet

Our Dreams

Our Dreams

We say stop, stop, stop ,stop
They say no, no, no, no
Got money to make
Got places to go
Cough, cough, cough, cough
Dim light shows through
Vague building outlines
Our dreams we pursue

Rabid Poet

Delusion

Poem .... Delusion

Sweet Delusion
You make my life possible
You give me visions
Of what can be
You take those dire predictions
And scatter them like dust in the wind
You fill me with joy
And wash dread down the drain
Some call you spin
Some call you pretend
I call you friend

Rabid. poet

Winding Down

Poem ... Winding Down

More is more
By any other name
The chase we're on
This achievement game

But do we need
Those shiny things
Those got-to-haves
That achievement brings

Maybe slowing down
A thing to do
Collect less stuff
When day is through

But winding down
Reeks of old
Rocking chairs
Past stories told

It may appeal
To just a few
Cutting back
Don't buy the new

And does it matter
Any way
That total quiet
That ends our stay

Earth's rotation stops
No sunlight new
Stars disappear
Our time is through

Rabid Poet

The Unfolding

Here we are
On Christmas Eve
We have a mission
That we must believe

Other places
We could be
Other distractions
We could see

What is important
Our day to day
We are together
On Christmas day

Also together
The rest of the year
To make our lives better
To live without fear

Your obligations
Are exceedingly long
But won't last forever
With attitude strong

We won't try to fix it
This part of a dream
We live for each day
In a changing stream

Incognito

Poem ... Incognito

We pull the strings
Behind the scenes
Those attachments
That money brings

Elected they are
Appointed hangers on
Doing our bidding
Loving their throne

We can't be known
The money we dispense
Our faces hidden
Behind corporate fence

Supreme Court
Rends it's OK
For us to stay hidden
Directing this play

So all you commoners
Who think you are bright
We remain incognito
Well out of sight

If you desire
To know who we are
Follow the money trail
It goes very far

Rabid Poet

Circles

Poem ... Circles

Round and round we go
Giving chase to our foe
Gas to our engine flow
Crowds cheering for our show

From far away they drive
To sit there in the stands
Cooler by their side
Chicken legs in their hands

Liquid from some ancient time
Some ancient fern forest floor
Keeps us going round
Pedal to the the floor

What is our mission
What is our plot
Our chase in circles
Win or win not

And in the end
When chase is done
We accomplish nothing
What have we won

We left behind
Sky a little more gray
And then on Sunday
Let us win we pray

So we continue
Our need to win
Our life in circles
Extinction not a sin

Rabid Poet

We Mutate

Poem ... We Mutate

We push on
Through the years
With our laughter
And our tears

Toward a time
When we lost control
In our consumption
Our soul we sold

Into a time
When polutions reign
And the living adjusts
Among many insane

But up ahead
A different life
Mutations collect
Among the strife

New life forms
Take their turns
Among the wreckage
The humanity burns

But what of us
Mutation brings?
We become the Adapters
Pulling new strings

Rabid Poet

Consume For Today

Poem ... Consume For Today

We move forward
Like a witch on a broom
Chanting our fixes
As we approach our doom

Bubble, bubble
Stir the mixes
Of growth and greed
And our pretend fixes

Consume on
We sing our song
More things to buy
More places to belong

We stir the pot
The skies turn gray
We chant our denials
And turn away

But saying our chants
Things to be OK
Don't worry about tomorrow
Consume for today

Rabid Poet