The Wisdom Keepers

Be quick
Be nimble
Don’t get so sick
Where You can’t use a thimble

Pray often
But keep it moving
Don’t let your brainwaves soften
‘Cause there’s a lot to be proving

You’re expected to sit still
Stay in your place
Just take your blue, pink or white pill
And put a smile on your face

Why should You wear your heart on your sleeve?
You paid a lot for those achy bones and laugh lines
Old Age tries its best to deceive
With hefty penalties and fines

So, let’s call out those who say, “You Can’t”
and those who say, “No”
Your body, mind, and soul is like a Plant
It also needs a little nourishment to grow, and grow, and go

La Femme Accident

Cold girl

Shivers in fur

Calculating her move

with the sure powerful

Only she knows

the renewal date of her

Tramp-stamped passport

Trading secrets too tender for legal

Though always legal to make one tender

Like a chameleon she pretends

Able to turn on love gestures

at the drop of sodium pentothal effects

Included in one’s IV line

Even a Green-Colonel wearing a beret

cowards to her talents

Yet she is able to get invited to dinner

and wash her laundry below the family room

Passion for her

does have an expiration date

And the gauge she professes

leave no powered residue

The young and impressionable can see

her true essence

Well, out of the mouths of babes

She is vilified

But she will never see herself in them

The many faces of wickedness

could succumb to joy

Though emotion is a sign of weakness

until a drink is ordered and left unattended

Let her pretend to pretend to not care

of their demise

About two steps behind her

before she changes her fur



The Billionaire’s Boys Club

On every night

Sure out of sight

Don’t have to take

They are the real milkshake


They got

what most don’t have

just too damn hot

(Must be) created in a lab


No shame

in their game

green surrounds their fame

in the Billionaire’s Boys Club

 you’ll find their name


What can’t be bought

they don’t need it

If you get caught

You will feed it


They could play for keeps

but why should they

Masters of bounds and leaps

On any given day


No shame

In their game

Green surrounds their fame

In the Billionaire’s Boys Club

You’ll find their name


Champagne and caviar

Ain’t their kinda party

Not even a real star

Would risk being tardy


Give ‘em a hand

Only if they ask for it

Try and understand

They don’t just want a little bit


If you ain’t got the time

Don’t do the crime

A scream you can’t dub

Inside the Billionaire’s Boys Club


When they party’s over

They will assess

You might be a four-leaf clover

A cut above the rest


Who wouldn’t get in line

for a chance to live so fine

Or just find a Genie, take a rub

For a wish to get into

   the Billionaire’s Boys Club