Suicide Row

This is a first of a series of a new approach I am trying. I come up with a quick phrase as I am doing anything, I write it down, and then create a poem or a set of lyrics for it. So, this should be random as hell, but no worries. Hopefully, you will find them enjoyable.

Look at me,
On Suicide Row,
All hell’s breakin’ loose,
On cellblock E.

They got pissed,
The warden hissed,
The riot ensued,
Oh and the guard got screwed.

Oh get me off of cellblock E,
I might be stuck here for eternity,
Right on Suicide Row,
This shouldn’t be how it goes.

Shots are fired,
The inmates tired,
Give in,
To the guards of Suicide Row.

They get tried again,
Murder in the first degree,
Hang themselves from the pipes above,
No wonder it’s called Suicide Row.

Oh get me off of cellblock E,
I might be stuck here for eternity,
Right on Suicide Row,
This shouldn’t be how it goes.

Ripple In the Water

You look at your reflection,
In the pond,
See nothing of beauty,
You turn away.

You splash the water,
I see the ripple,
Find the source,
And I see your beauty,
In all that you do.

I tell you this,
Over and over,
Why don’t you believe me,
I wouldn’t lie to you.

I tell you it’s true,
And,
Truth isn’t wrong.
Just trust in me,
You won’t get hurt.

Take my hand,
And,
Follow me,
Back to the pond,
To prove your beauty,
Go look and see.

Sorry For the Delay Gentlemen

Well, it has been a few months since I have posted last. I would just like to say that I am sorry for those who have been expecting stuff. I have several things in the works I haven't typed yet, and I also have an idea for setting up a blog for follies, so don't think my posting days are over (it's just that lately my life has been booked even during the time usually designated for sleep).

Peace.