I call him the contrarian

I call him the contrarian.
A walking mushroom librarian.
And that's not just cause he thinks he's a fun guy.
He has an anecdote for everything under the sun.
He knows a guy who knows a guy.
He is generous with his time and words.
Every private conversation he has overheard.
And thought it pertained to him.

He's got an ineffable charm.
With the power to disarm.
Hope you don't have anything important to do,
Cause he'll talk you till your ears are blue.
He thinks his jokes are funny,
But he's far from Always Sunny!


He's had every vocation.
From bill collector to pseudo veterinarian.
He can tell you the contents of dog poop.
Yes he's kind of a snoop!!
But his true calling is bullshit artist extraordinaire.
In truth my boy would not hurt a fly.
Unless having to listen to him all day caused it to die.
The fly would just look up at him and say, Why, why?

He's like this termite stuck between the floorboards.
I get out my industrial strength vacuum.
But he clings, he clings!
I have to admire his spunky determination.
And his reckless disregard for everyone and everything.

 Carrie Fisher Saw it All

Carrie Fisher saw it all.
Carrie Fisher saw the fall
Of democracy and integrity.
Not that we had a lot to begin with in politics.
Carrie Fisher saw the ascendancy of a pretender king.
A man not fit to lead nor wear the ring.

Carrie Fisher saw the Death Star.
That's what she got handed
In the movie; all is not groovy.
The Death Star is the nadir for America.
The Death Star is the death of ethics.
The Death Star is how bad his breath is.
The Death Star is only the beginning.
The Death Star is he just likes winning.
Doesn't care about the consequences.

Carrie Fisher had the vision.
She saw we were just fishing.
In a little stream, not knowing our dreams
Were about to be crushed, made to mush.
Carrie Fisher saw it all.

And if you had the foresight
To know things were going to get ugly,
Why not cash in your chips?
Is this a world we want to live in?
Where our new leader in chief always has a beef
With anyone who criticizes him?

I don't think our next President
Should be a bully or a cheat or a liar.
I don't think our next President
Should be a child and a walking conflict of interest.
I don't think our next President
Should not even know what the rules are
Because he has never played by them.


Who voted for this egomaniac?
You think he will put our interests above his own?
He is the one percent; we are insignificant.
Carrie Fisher saw it all.
Carrie Fisher saw the fall.

I try to reduce my carbon footprint

I try to reduce my carbon footprint.
But I know I'm far from perfect.
And man supposedly is descended from apes.
And who ever heard of a primate that did not throw a little poo.
I recycle at home religiously. At least I am more devout than most.
Yet all the same, it does no good to cast blame.
Because deep down we are all the same.

There is this dilemma with water.
We need it so. We value it so.
Yet we are lambs to the slaughter.
In our corporate materialistic world,
We pay for a resource that should be free.
And thank the powers that be.

Our environment is worth saving.
Corporate materialistic culture
Is a mother fucking vulture.
And no one seems to be immune.
I mean to righteously impugn
Anybody who doesn't give a shit.

I have seen the writing on the wall.
If we make no effort, we are bound to fall.
If it ain't biodegradable, at least use it twice.
Try not to be naughty, try to be nice.
Our resources are far from limitless.

If we all do even a little,
We can save the Earth
From becoming drivel.
Factories belch out poisonous air.
Corporate branding makes us slaves.
All that shit going into the ozone
And the earth will be all our graves.

I am no scientist but how can
A rational mind deny climate change?
The ice caps are melting, The oceans are rising.
It's not too surprising to see the Earth's demise.
'California tumbles into the sea..'
Hope that's not how it's going to be.

God's own baker

It really does not feel like Christmas
Till I get to mom's house...

It's a miracle what she can do
With just butter, sugar and nuts.
Sometimes she puts some chocolate in.
Tastes so good it's almost a sin.

Sometimes she does it all natural.
Absolutely pure. Nothing artificial.
There is nothing fake in the things she bakes.
And she adds love in heaps.

Mom is an artist the way she juxtaposes.
Everything she bakes comes out roses.
Often she uses fruit; her apple crisp is the ultimate truth.
The truth is her love which she piles on by the spoonful.

She is a baker for the ages.
She is a painter at her palette.
Every work is perfection.
Every bite straight from heaven.

God's own baker makes the blessings.
Your mouth and your heart confirm.
If you do not see the beauty,
You have so much to learn.

 I'm looking for my beloved revolutionary sweetheart

I'm looking for my beloved revolutionary sweetheart.
I'm looking for my warrior princess.
I want a woman to disagree with me all the time.
I want a woman of passion, not a woman of fashion.

I'm going to look until eternity.
I'm going to look until my eyes can't see.
The woman of my dreams may not be who she seems.
The woman of my dreams will never leave.

I'm an angry righteous freak.
Less direct, more oblique.
Yes the sun revolves around me.
But that's not how it always has to be.

I'm looking for my better half.
A crazy woman who makes me laugh.
I don't mind if I'm misunderstood.
But she won't ever say that I'm no good.

 Love is the path of least resistance

I shed that skin.
But now there's a new sin I'm in.
I keep looking for diamonds
In a pile of dung.
But that's how the west was won.

Every conquest is fleeting.
Every attempt self-defeating.
But I keep taking that shot.
Give it everything I've got.
True to my nature.

I don't have a clue
How to make you true.
But I'm desperate so to do.
Who the hell are you?
God only knows.

 Principles

Principles are what guide me
Principles are what undo me.
The man who wrote everything
Should be fair was an imbecile.

No principle guides life
But get what you can before you die.
No principle guides human motivation
Besides I screw you before you screw me.

I try to find some master plan.
Some underlying principle.
To bolster morality.
But it eludes me.

But if there is no underlying principle,
We have nothing. So we have to take it on faith
It must be there, even though it is fucking invisible.

It is all pretty empty at least from what I see.
Or maybe it is just a truly foreign language
That we will never translate.
But we have to keep on trying.
Or get a better decoder.