Live the moment

July 19, 2018

Climbed the tallest mountain
Saw a guru sitting there
I asked him what it meant
And he vanished in the air

Live the love
Live the fail
Live the moment
And savor every inhale

Just when I ‘areckoned
I had it figured out
Life knocked me on my ass
And it turned me inside out

Live the love
Live the fail
Live the moment
And savor every inhale

I read bunch of books
And I seen a few things
Please don’t ever ask me
To explain anything

Live the laughter
Live the fail
Live the moment
And savor every inhale

by Richard W. Bray

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Tippy Tappy Too

July 15, 2018

Tippy tappy too
The sky is bright and blue
Dippy dappy do
I met a girl like you

Sometimes I’m a fool
Being mean to you
Words cannot not reveal
How bad it makes me feel

Your heart is like a pearl
In a crazy crazy world
Your love is like a shell
Protecting me from hell

Hippy happy hey
Another lovely day
Dippy dappy day
Don’t ever go away

by Richard W. Bray

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This is easy to explain

July 12, 2018

Your wife came in and found you
In your king-sized bed
With her sister and her cousin
And this is what you said:

“This isn’t what it looks like
But it’s easy to explain
Your cousin spilled some grape juice
And the bed was getting stained

“So your sister came right over
With a bottle of detergent
We all started scrubbing
It was getting pretty urgent…”

She said:

It’s time to stop your digging
You can put the shovel down
Now y’all get to stepping
Before I put my rifle down

Politician told the people
He had our back for the duration
Then the fat cats filled his wallet
While he bankrupted the nation

“This isn’t what it looks like
But it’s easy to explain
I need a billion dollars
To finance my campaign

“You gotta believe me
Hear my words and read my lips
I would never take a bribe
But I do accept tips…”

When the voters gonna say?

It’s time to stop your digging
You can put the shovel down
You’re slick but we ain’t stupid
Time to get out of town

by Richard W. Bray

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Chewing gum and chicken wire

July 8, 2018

My situation is kinda dire
Got rusty rims and baldy tires
Chewing gum and chicken wire
Keeping all my shit together

My well is dry, my luck is dryer
My crops are dead, my barn caught fire
I’m half foreclosed without a buyer
I ain’t dead but I’ve been better

Ain’t got much left
I’m still a man
I’m doing
Everything I can

My baby took a bus one day
And said she’d be back right away
She sent a letter yesterday
Saying where to send her stuff

I ain’t the type to kneel and pray
You’ll never hear me bitch and bray
But Lord them skies are awful gray
And things are looking tough

Ain’t got much left
I’m still a man
I’m doing
Everything I can

Richard W. Bray

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Give No Quarter in Dispute

June 30, 2018

Be obnoxious, be a dick
Quarrel, quibble, contradict
State your case and never quit
Advocate the opposite

Be slimier and slicker
Contest, annoy and bicker
Mix it up and disagree
Create your own reality

Give no quarter in dispute
Be doctrinaire and absolute
Never agree with anyone
And always tell yourself you won

By Richard W. Bray

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All you crazy dreamers

June 23, 2018

All you crazy dreamers
You silly, silly fools
Wanting Medicare for all
And parks and roads and schools

All you crazy dreamers
You’re such a bunch of clowns
Bitching and moaning
When our bridges fall down

All you crazy dreamers
You’re so full of boloney
We can’t protect ourselves
With rainbows and ponies

All you crazy dreamers
You’ll never understand
We blow up other countries
For a stronger Homeland

It’s a mean and scary world
If you really love your moms
You’d spend all your money
On guns and tanks and bombs

by Richard W. Bray

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You were right and I was wrong

June 20, 2018

You were right and I was wrong
Now my life’s a country song
About a man who lost his wife
Wrecked his home and ruined his life

You were right and I was wrong
I lost the place where I belong
You found out—you said goodbye
I hate my wicked wayward eye

You were right and I was wrong
And everything I love is gone
Thought I could have a little fling
It wasn’t worth my wedding ring

You were right and I was wrong
You said be true or say so long
I tried to split my life in two
And eat my cake and have you too

You were right and I was wrong
I was weak and you’re so strong
I have to live with what I did
I miss my home—I miss my kids

By Richard W. Bray

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hurt & love

June 16, 2018

Existence is a wound
That heals when you die
—me

we ache
because we love
it takes us out of our skin
naked to the world
not knowing where
we begin

we love
because we ache
in blood & bone
with a hurt
that wants to tell us
not to be alone

no love
without hurt
it’s a package deal
hurt is the tissue
that makes
existence real

by Richard W. Bray

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Den of Gripers

June 15, 2018

In the corner of the lunchroom
There’s a bunch of sour groaners
Whining bout their problems
Cuz they’re all just stupid moaners

Attacking & accusing
It’s a horde of angry gripers
Feeding on each other
Like a den of killer vipers

Dissatisfaction validated
From a whimper to a whine
With all the manners & decorum
Of a heard of squealing swine

Cynical & fussy
Right Down to their grouchy britches
Deliver me, Oh Lord
From such a prickly bunch of bitches

by Richard W. Bray

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Your Shining Past

June 9, 2018

Life keeps coming at you
   Pretty fast
You’re safer with your head
   Outside your ass
As long as blood is flowing
   In your veins
There’s time to live the days
   That still remain
Step in the arena
   Every day
And live each precious minute
   Come what may

The world is moving way too fast
To talk and talk about your past
Gotta keep it moving
Got no time to sip your tea
Telling stupid stories
About the way it used to be

Don’t wanna hear how
   You were really cool
In the spring
   Of 1982
You hit the shot that
   Won the local game
A bunch of other people
   Knew your name
Talking bout your
   Meager ancient fame
Is silly, lazy, stupid
   Sad and lame

The world is moving way too fast
To talk and talk about your past
Gotta keep it moving
Got no time to sip your tea
Telling stupid stories
About the way it used to be

by Richard W. Bray

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