Thugs & Nice People

Relationships

Every day we make each other cry.

Psychotherapists can tell us why.

Preachers gaze with knowledge at the sky.

Maybe you will hit me in the eye.

Cops will come and get you if you try.

Many years ago (that time's gone by)

Love songs brought us close and made us sigh.

Now we think composers only lie.

Sometimes we remember for a moment.

60 years of this, and then we die.

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Charlie

Gazing down at me from overhead

Like a maggot looking at the dead,

And with a touch of arrogance he said,

“I think you need to find a better friend.”
I rather weakly smiled. Suppose instead

I'd answered, “Yes I do. It's at an end.”
I see the god of misalliance bend.

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In The Barber Shop

I don't see how Obama got elected.

A nation full of Jesus Freaks,

Homophobes and racists,

And not a brain among them.

And the barber,

The other one, just got a new tattoo,

Talks in a falsetto like a boy,

Is my age, goes fishing, and tells jokes,

Racist jokes. Obama went to school.

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Thugs & Nice People

Children are taught to be

Nice by their parents,

Encouraged and loved to be

Thugs by their dads.

“Hit me! Now hit me!”
He laughs to his baby,

Then goes to his woman

To make him some more.

Truth is inherent,

Then twisted, perverted.

Maybe he'll struggle to

Find it again.

And finally think

He has found it in god.

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