Muse I.
Wars, fighting, bleeding
death, mayhem
distruction, grieving
craziness
whether purposeful
or faking it
till you make it.
Greed machine
moves trillions.
Fear, numbness
resignation rules
weighing down many
minds and hearts
the selling of souls
takes its toll.
Enter the Muses
USO
traveling show
girls, free beers, laughs
Bob Hope?
big bands blast
past tears in eyes
tears in skin, wounded
beyond sight.
Back home they’re
working at keeping it
all going
going out Saturday nites
fine tuning TV
Ipod minds, NOT Musing!
going, going, gone
so nobody knows
anymore
not even you
what trouble
you’ve seen.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
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