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TBT: Senator

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Appropriate for today’s political climate. Apparently I didn’t like them even as a teen

A child so beautiful and young,
Her life long journey had just begun.
A man with debts he cannot pay,
No longer can he keep the jealous rage at bay.
The lamb, sacrificed at his bloody hands.
Monster.
Knocked down over and over by the world,
Brain fried like eggs and blood curdled.
Strolled into a low cost burger grill,
As if he did it every day, no hesitation to kill.
Laying down people like a stack of split logs.
Demon.
A failed marriage and a terrible father,
Spending money, like a horse eating fodder.
Caught in a sticky web of deceit and lies,
He turns to the influential help of his ties.
Your only lying to your pathetic self.
Senator.

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Goodbye July

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thesureshot

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

July was a great month for me as a writer. I finished the final draft of The Sureshot and managed to blog at least twice a week, every week, for the entire month on each of my three blogs. Both were goals and I am proud to announce that I accomplished them. I racked up some impressive “stats” for me at least and so I’m celebrating and thanking everyone who read my posts, my poems, my work and even more so those of you who “liked” or commented along the way. I’m looking forward to more months of writing and blogging and one day doing this full time. Cheers!

If you liked one of them, you may like others I post.

Writing: https://thesureshot.wordpress.com/

Poems: https://poemsnoonecaresabout.wordpress.com/

Parenting: https://1superdad.wordpress.com/

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Birthday Poem: My Fire

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While words may not be enough
To describe how much love
I have for you my lovely wife
There’s one word that just might
Fire

Your spirit burns so bright
For people lost you are a light
Those shivering cold, you’re warmth
A warming glowing red hearth
A Fire

When I met you I saw it too
Made me want to get to know you
That warm smile and beautiful face
Drawn to you, into your embrace
Your Fire

My love for you exploded in joy
I knew I wanted every day to enjoy
Your love, your company, your heart
I never want to be a part
from, your Fire

Happy Birthday my love

Burn Bright always

To Be a Child In Summer

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Summer sun so hot and burning
Doesn’t slow the children yearning
To play and laugh and swim all day
Until their heads they slowly lay
Down to rest and dream all night
In morning swim again they might
So careless, free and joyful they are
While adults toil to pay the house and car
Oh to be a child innocent and free
Even for one more summer’s eve
Of hotdogs, watermelon and swimming
Adulthood is nice but childhood is living

Summer in Fresno Limerick

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Everyone loves the summer
No other season is funner
But here in Fresno
Where it’s an inferno
We sizzle like bacon as we suffer

Fell on Black Days by Soundgarden (Chris Cornell)

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The Man was a gifted poet, musician, artist

Fell on Black Days

Whatsoever I’ve feared has come to life
Whatsoever I’ve fought off became my life
Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile
Sunspots have faded and now I’m doing time
Now I’m doing time
‘Cause I fell on black days
I fell on black days

Whomsoever I’ve cured, I’ve sickened now
And whomsoever I’ve cradled, I’ve put you down
I’m a search light soul they say
But I can’t see it in the night

I’m only faking when I get it right
When I get it right

‘Cause I fell on black days
I fell on black days

How would I know
That this could be my fate?
How would I know
That this could be my fate? Yeah

Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh

So what you wanted to see good
Has made you blind
And what you wanted to be yours
Has made it mine

Don’t you lock up something
That you wanted to see fly
Hands are for shaking
No, not tying, no, not tying

I sure don’t mind a change
I sure don’t mind a change
Yeah, I sure don’t mind, sure don’t mind a change
I sure don’t mind a change

‘Cause I fell on black days
I fell on black days

How would I know
That this could be my fate?
How would I know
That this could be my fate?

How would I know
That this could be my fate?
How would I know
That this could be my fate?

I sure don’t mind a change

Written by Chris Cornell • Copyright © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management US, LLC

R.I.P Chris Cornell

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Say hello to Heaven Chris
It’s painful how much you’ll be missed

My heart breaks to think you’re gone
That you’ll never write another song

My ears will ever long to hear your voice
And poetic words with eloquent choice

Sometimes low and deep, stirring the soul
To loud and scratchy raising the pulse

Your pain spoke to me and helped me cope
Channeled my rage to avoid the rope

I’m sorry the rope found you my friend
Suppose all succumb to its beckon in the end

Thank you for sharing your pain and torment
Your art will endure, leave a lasting imprint

I will mourn you ahead in some black days
Embrace the black hole sun’s chilling warm rays

Though too short you are great among men
A true artist to the bitter sweet end

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