A Blink of An Eye
Time passes by in the blink of an eye
People gather round discussing why
Pretending as if they don't know
Time passes by so that they can grow
What about life would they have to say
If life just stood still day after day
Mem'ries made with joys and pains
Years of life with losses and gains
Life alone can give or take
Causing many a heart to break
Time passes by and they grow wise
Living and creating emotional ties
Most of the time they don't know why
Understanding comes before they die
Time passes by in the blink of an eye
And just like them I pretend I don't know why
Plastic
Swipe it
Chip it
Tap it
I hear it everywhere
What about cash?
Try it if you dare
Mummbles of annoyance
from those who cannot wait
Cash transactions
are considered out of date
Everything moving fast
and nothing slow
People rushing about
What do they really know?
The allure of cash
The jingle of change
To modern consumers
seems all to strange
The value of money
is not the same
Just pick a card
A consumer's game
Bonus points and
Cash back scams
People falling victim
like slaughtered lambs
"Buy more stuff"
The message is clear
Charge it to your card
pay it off next year
Governmental plans
to keep the people poor
Give them what they want
and keep them buying more
Be Whole
One heart, one soul
One dream, one goal
One life to live
So much to give
One day, one night
Some dark, some light
One hope for love
One white dove
One road to walk
One voice to talk
One precious life
No room for strife
One must forgive
To heal and live
One must fall down
Cry tears, not drown
So seek and find
True peace of mind
Search one's soul
Deep down, be whole!
Manhattan Heat
Cemented sidewalks are piping hot
I'll say the same for the parking lot
The air is thick and the breeze is warm
the sky is hazy; it's a summer rain storm
Central Park with its beautiful trees
offers relief with a cool summer breeze
But that is only if you remain on top
cause the heat is on at every train stop
Manhattan subways - tunnels of heat
Injured, old or pregnant, you still won't find a seat
Pushing your way into a crowded subway car
trapped like a sardine in a sticky, smelly jar
The heat is on, just ask a city mouse
He's roasting like a chicken inside your tiny house
Hanging out the window you're hoping for some air
the other guy has air conditioning, life is so unfair
Manhattan heat
It takes your breath away
Unless you're a millionaire
I suggest you stay away!
An Epilogue
There he sits day after day
Empty his eyes, they look away
Marriage perhaps is just too long
What once felt right now feels wrong
When she's gone will he wonder why
behind the scenes might he even cry
or will he celebrate her letting go
Maybe yes, but she will never know
Distant is he from dusk to dawn
She finds no reason to carry on
He does not treat her as he should
she is not made of rock or wood
His words are fewer everyday
he turns his back and walks away
What a shame to say goodbye
So many years - should not she cry
The love between them is no more
being together has become a chore
He just wanted someone to claim
she was naive - what a shame