A. Philip Randolph
The power of poco a poco
You fix your eyes and organize for years
The haters keep saying you’re loco
Then one day a brand new way appears
The power of poco a poco
The power of effort and time
The power of people together
The beauty of the hill is the climb
by Richard W. Bray
I didn’t take it too well
When you said we were through
You got a stone for a heart
What’s the matter with you?
You almost killed me
With your smile
So I’ll be bleeding
For a while
You were the happiest thing
In my sad little life
Then you took out my heart
With a rusty old knife
I ain’t got nothing left
But tears
I’m gonna bleed
For forty years
I didn’t take it too well
When you said we were through
You laughed in my face
When I asked if you were true
by Richard W. Bray
my heart went thru the ringer
my heart bruised and bled
my heart was abandoned
my heart was left for dead
Then you woke my heart up
With your laughter and your way
You showed my heart the sunshine
On a cold and rainy day
Love is like a river
The comfort that you bring
Love is like a river
Thawing in the spring
by Richard W. Bray
I’m a good little boy
And I always obey
They said “finish all the dishes”
So I threw them away
MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
I’m a walking tornado
I’m designed to destroy
I’m a good little boy
I never tell a lie
You’re feet smell like farts
And that’s an ugly necktie
MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
I should really be nice
But I gotta annoy
I’m a good little boy
Not a greedy little hog
That’s why I ate my dessert
And gave my dinner to the dog
MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
They feed me bread & water
They took away my toys
by Richard W. Bray
i need to see you
every day
my insides hurt
when you’re away
i love you like a puppy
i couldn’t love you any more
i just wanna hold you
and curl up on the floor
you melt all my defenses
just by being you
you invigorate my senses
and fill me up with you
i love you like a puppy
i could live inside your gaze
you could make me happy
in a million different ways
by Richard W. Bray
The thousand natural shocks that flesh
is heir to
are there to
remind you
you’re alive
every cut
and every kiss
says you’re real
and you exist
This dappled world we’re living in
this tender box
of bone
and skin
every cut
and every kiss
says you’re real
and you exist
by Richard W. Bray
don’t hump me
and dump me
turn my insides into mush
don’t kiss me
and dismiss me
find somebody else to crush
kiss me long
and kiss me slow
hold my hand
and don’t let go
don’t hump me
and dump me
and cut me down to size
don’t tease me
and squeeze me
like a consolation prize
kiss me long
and kiss me slow
hold my hand
and don’t let go
don’t hump me
and dump me
and break my little heart
don’t hurt me
and desert me
and tear my life apart
kiss me long
and kiss me slow
hold my hand
and don’t let go
by Richard W. Bray
Have you tried
Covering your ears
Closing both your eyes
Ignoring life for years
Repeating soothing lies?
Neurosis is my superpower
So long as I don’t leave the tower
Have you tried
Talk, talk, talking
About everyone you know?
Make it super shocking
And never stop the show
Neurosis is my superpower
Spreading bullshit sweet and sour
Have you tried
Rewiring all the neurons
Dashing through your head?
Tell yourself you’re pure in
The things you did and said
Neurosis is my superpower
Eating lies and shitting flowers
By Richard W. Bray
Hear it in the playground
Skip and jump and run
Absorb the glowing passion
Inside brilliant beams of sun
Hear it in the ocean
Smell it on the dew
Open up your pores
Every day is new
Hear it in the birdsong
Feel it in the rain
Don’t shut off the universe
To filter out the pain
By Richard W. Bray
I remember the times
When you sat on my lap
You shared your domain name
And showed me your sitemap
I had a high PageRank
The world was my stage
I was the solitary server
On your landing page
We were so optimized
And you threw it away
De-indexing my love
On a Whiteboard Friday
We had canonical love
It just isn’t right
For anyone else
To be crawling your site
I’m losing my mind
And I’m right on the brink
Why you gotta treat me
Like a no-follow link?
Follow the breadcrumbs
Back to my perch
You know where to find me
In an organic search
By Richard W. Bray
