such a big man
you tell people what to do
you can scream and you can threaten
you can fire people too
personified destruction
a walking fist
knocking things over
to show that you exist
so full of empty
a monument of wind
a maelstrom of hollow
surrounded by skin
by Richard W. Bray
You don’t know my life
You don’t know my story
Don’t try and put me
In a category
You rag on everybody
That you ever knew
Thinking up ways
They ain’t as good as you
I ain’t hanging round
To hear you talk smack
You slander and smear
Behind everybody’s back
You rag on everybody
That you ever knew
Thinking up ways
They ain’t as good as you
There’s a million things about me
You’re never gonna know
Don’t try and stick me
In your pigeonhole
You rag on everybody
That you ever knew
Thinking up ways
They ain’t as good as you
by Richard W. Bray
The best part of my day
Is your smile
And your grace and your glamour
And your style
The best part of my day
Is your smile
Your countenance
Lights up a country mile
The best part of my day
Is your smile
Reminding me that
Life can be worthwhile
The best part of my day
Is your smile
And your laughter and your
Voice that beguile
The best part of my day
Is your smile
So won’t you set and
Visit for a while?
by Richard W. Bray
Got a shark from Gramma
It was soft and it was blue
It had some scary teeth
It tried to by me too
I wrestled with my shark
And ripped apart his hide
That mean and scary fishy
Was all cotton balls inside
“Whatever did possess you?
Goodness gracious Daisy Mae!
We can’t show this to Gramma”
I heard my mother say
Then I got in trouble
So I kicked and I cried
Nobody told me that the shark
Was not a shark inside
Daddy bought a puppy
To be my very own
My parents were frightened
To leave us alone
Silly silly grownups
Don’t they realize?
I know that my puppy
Is all puppy inside
by Richard W. Bray
Do you think
You’ll be safe
If you stick
Your head up there?
You should find
A better place
Before you run
Out of air
There isn’t
Sanctuary
Where the sun
Doesn’t shine
The world is
No less scary
And you’re gonna
Wreck your spine
It’s gonna
Hurt a lot
But you gotta
Pull it free
Don’t waste
The life you got
Pretending
Not to see
by Richard W. Bray
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It’s incredible to see
A sensational development
A new and better me
The improvement is amazing
It’s finally here
Compare to other products
It’s remarkably clear
From our team of experts
This miraculous device
A revolutionary bargain
At a startling price
It’s quick and it’s easy
It’s coming to your town
Accept no other offer
We won’t let you down
Introducing our new strategy
It’s guaranteed to work
Time to tell the truth:
I was a stupid selfish jerk
I’m sorry and I love you
I’ll be a better man
It’s a limited-time offer
So get me while you can
by Richard W. Bray
You had your chance
And then you blew it
A precious soul
Who loved you true
Lord only knows
What made you do it
There ain’t no hope
For fools like you
You had your chance
And then you blew it
All your contrition
Don’t mean squat
You got a lifetime now
To rue it
Ain’t gonna get
A better shot
You had your chance
And then you blew it
Thought you could find
Some greener grass
She was perfect
And you knew it
No one can help
Your sorry ass
by Richard W. Bray
Started to date her
Till she said “see you later”
I wasn’t even a skater
And now I really hate her
I hate her smile
I hate her smell
I hate the stories
She would tell
She found a new guy
Before she even said “bye”
Never ever said why
But I ain’t gonna cry
I hate her style
I hate her grace
I hate her
Stupid little face
Her love was misleading
My heart took a beating
And my insides are bleeding
But you won’t see me pleading
I hate her voice
I hate her hair
I hate her most
When she’s not there
by Richard W. Bray
Great Spirit — give to me
A Heaven not so large as Yours,
But large enough — for me
—Emily Dickinson
He cooks me eggs
When I wake up
He never needs
To act tough
He just feeds the family
That’s Man enough
For me
He’s home for supper
Every night
He loves the kids
And treats em right
Isn’t really hard to see
He’s Man enough
For me
He don’t write sonnets
To sing my praise
He warms my night
And fills my days
Always keeps me company
That’s Love enough
For me
by Richard W. Bray
Cigarettes and alcohol and rage
Propel your injured soul
From day to day
It works until it doesn’t
And suddenly you’re old
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
Your back-stabs and your lies
Spur you till you slip
On the blood you left behind
It works until it doesn’t
All the stories that you told
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
Calm won’t still the storm
Surrounded by dysfunction
Deception kept you warm
It works until it doesn’t
And you can’t keep out the cold
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
by Richard W. Bray
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