Monday, April 13, 2009

What does it take

What does it take to knock the arrogance out of a man
What does it take to shake up his false pride
What does it take to remove that ignorant sense of invulnerability
From one who should basically hang his head and hide

How much does it take to make stupid stop
How much does it take to make clever slow down
How much does it take to make half baked fake flakes
Get up and run high pitched screaming from town

How exposed does a mr self important have to get
How embarrassing does a fool have to be
Before the shock waves roll back on him
And rip open his eyes wide enough to see

How much does it take to shake the foundation to the core
And burn down the walls and halls and roof
If only for one flash bang of a moment
If only to get at one brief glimpse of the truth



Neils
8:18 am
04/13/2009
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transcribed this time
8:31 am
04/13/2009

N....again

Monday, March 23, 2009

Everyone and No One

Everyone and No one

No one has ever suffered loss
No one has ever endured pain
No one has ever been shunned
No one has ever been falsely been blamed

Everyone is innocent
There are no gossips here
There is no puffed up false bravado
Covering over fear

No one is in the back room
No one is whispering low
No is plotting and planning
To lay somebody low

Everyone is happy
There is no sorrow here
There are no wrongs continued
To cover over tears

The evening sun is going down
The wind is blowing in
What was in our heart in the beginning
Will be our reward in the end



Neils
7:05 pm
03/22/2009
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transcribed this time
9:04 am
03/23/2009


N....again

Friday, March 20, 2009

Little Men

Little Men don’t know where they’re going
Little Men don’t know where they’ve been
All they know is that the highest bidder
Is of course their new best friend

Little men love to lecture
Little men love to rattle and prattle on
Little men think they’re the teacher
In the school of who is going to get conned

Little men want to make it out
That it’s everybody else that are the fools
They really don’t even know what the game is
They just want to make up all the rules

Little men rarely speak of what they’re for
They just rail and flail at who their against
It’s hard to walk any kind of sensible line
While the whole time you’re straddling the fence

Who is it that supports the little man
They certainly seem to like to stay in the back ground
And away from those pesky open public discussions
Where things like facts dates and documents abound






Neils
12:30 pm
03/18/2009
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transcribed this time
5:30 pm
03/20/2009


N.....again