Posts Tagged ‘hope’

sparkle

March 30, 2019

everybody has a sparkle
light is what we are
every atom in your body
grew up inside a star

everybody has a sparkle
it isn’t hard to see
everybody’s got a dream
who they wanna be

folks who got a broken sparkle
damaged in the head
they want to kill your sparkle
cuz all their dreams are dead

do you know somebody
who’s angry sad and mean?
their figure barely sparkles
like a busted old machine?

gotta feed your sparkle
gotta nurture others too
gotta love your neighbor
to be the best you

by Richard W. Bray

Can’t Wait to Get Home and Get Ready for You

January 24, 2017

zzsallynixon

This silly job sucks
My boss is a turd
Every time he turns his back
I flip him the bird

Got a tight little dress
Got some brand new shoes
Can’t wait to get home
And get ready for you

Gonna get myself ready
Gonna powder my skin
Gonna take you some places
That you ain’t never been

I got three kinds of lotion
Orange blossom shampoo
Can’t wait to get home
And get ready for you

Got some new stockings
And some lingerie
Don’t say nothing stupid
It could be your lucky day

You won’t stand a chance
When I’m finally though
Can’t wait to get home
And get ready for you

by Richard W. Bray

with a handful of love and a sliver of hope

January 22, 2017

zzhopeinastorm

Huge and horrible things
Happen every day
I won’t try and hide
I won’t look away

Keeping it together
And trying to cope
With a handful of love
And a sliver of hope

I won’t give in
I won’t be torn apart
By the greed and hate
And anger in my heart

Keeping it together
And trying to cope
With a handful of love
And a sliver of hope

Walking up a hill
I’ll walk till I drop
The walk is all I got
Won’t ever reach the top

Keeping it together
And trying to cope
With a handful of love
And a sliver of hope

by Richard W. Bray

every act of hope and love (A Rebuttal of Sorts to that Sad Mr. Larkin)

February 14, 2016

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Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Phillip Larkin

In our lust for power and pelf
We pass on pain to son and daughter
I’ve passed along much hurt myself
It spreads and spreads like dye in water

Our lives are sad; our fate is strange
Life just seems like one big trap
Human beings will never change
Is existence merely crap?

Life is pain; there’s no exemption
I don’t seek meaning up above
Succor pain and seek redemption
In every act of hope and love

by Richard W. Bray