Mostly Broke and Almost Famous

I started my job as the Statue of Liberty with a rough start as I was "sick" my first day. Too much Vodka, to tell you the truth which I NEVER do!!! I NEVER miss work on account of alcohol but I guess I got carried away by the Murphy and Vodka influence and drank too much and didn't show up for work as I slept in the grass on College Road until the sun was going DOWN, not up. When I finally woke up, I felt like I got ran over by a Mack truck. Fortunately for me, my boss, John is a very cool and understanding dude and put me to work the next day. I have since cleaned up and with some common sense, swore off drinking Vodka ever again....again! Once I get paid (because Murphy only drinks Vodka and won't loan me any money and I want to get a buzzZZZZ....zzzzzz AND Murphy will give me some Vodka in exchange for my company) I can stick and go back to my usual daily 4 pack of beer in which I've never had a problem with and resume my regularly scheduled buzz programming and make it to work everyday happily ever after.
In poem news, I wrote a new poem last night, do you want to read it? O.K.... here we grow......again!! Almost sounds redundant, doesn't it?... Huh?... I can't HEAR YOU!!!!

STORY BEHIND THE POEM: I guess looking back on the words I wrote, I am getting a lot of people staring at me on the streets and I'm not even in my monkey suit, uh, Halloween costume, I mean, Statue of Liberty dress, ha ha, if you will. Everybody likes to make the joke of me, a mere male in "Lady Libertys'"dress, gown whatever the F you want to call it. I personally don't give a shit but others get a kick out it. It doesn't mean that I am GAY for you ignorant fucks out there it just simply means I am comfortable in my own skin and gown as well as my own heterosexuality. And a lot of the "hecklers" and head shakers are my fellow homeless idiots that walk by and chuckle. To them I say this, GET A FUCKIN' JOB YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHITS!!!!! or sit on your ass and get your "crazy" and/or "crippled" check and move on... I don't mean to toot my own horn but I think some of the looks are out of jealousyor envy, not that I am all that and a bag of chips, which of course, "we" all know that I am..TooT TooT...ALL ABOARD!!!!  It's kinda cool that people outside of my costume know me as Lady Liberty and say that I do a great job!! For those people that "get it" I thank them. But I could not do my dancing and prancing and spinning the sign without the great MUSIC I hear on the radio. Thank you to all the musicians and D.J.s who know and play GREAT MUSIC, my life savers. I feel like I'm accepting an award and this is my acceptance speech, please forgive me, I almost thought I was famous there for a minute ;) The music also blocks out the "rude" stupid comments that ignorant fucks make while they cowardly drive by. For the most part though I get waves and smiles and a few dogs barking at me but I guess that comes with the territory. The other day was strange. John my boss got a call while I was spinning the sign and walked up to me to tell me that he had just received a call from a lady that said I was pissing, yes you read right, PISSING in broad daylight in my can't miss Statue of Liberty costume on the Circle K sign!!!! Something is definitely a rye at the Circle K...and it wasn't me pissing. I wouldn't do that if I was drunk off my ass at 3 o'clock in the morning let alone in broad daylight in a Statue of Liberty monkey suit.. Are these motherfuckers on DRUGS??!! If not, well then, maybe they should be!!! O.K. enough of bitchin' and moanin' I got to get back to work..BTW my current favorite song is "Youth Without Youth" by Metric...that song kicks ass!!!



WRITTEN - JAN. 13th, 2013 @ the side of the Cow Key Bridge



STARE AT ME

LIKE I AM SOMEBODY

JUST ANOTHER NOBODY



DO NOT ASSUME THE BLESSING

JUST SEEMS LIKE A DREAM COME TRUE



ACCEPT THE WAY

I LIVE MY LIFE

LOOK FROM THE OUTSIDE

YOU HAVE NO IDEA

AND NEVER WILL

WHAT I HAVE INSIDE



SO SORRY FOR YOU



DON'T DISTRACT

MY MISSION

GET A LIFE OF YOUR OWN

LEAVE MINE ALONE

YOUR LIES HAVE

ALREADY BEEN TOLD

YOUR MISERY

WILL NOT

GET MY COMPANY

PLEASE ACCEPT

MY APOLOGY



I HAVE EVERYTHING I NEED

YET TO THE BLIND EYE NARROW MIND

IT MAY SEEM THAT I HAVE NOTHING

THERE'S MORE THAN YOU PERCEIVE



YOU DON'T HAVE THE MIND

I THINK



I BELIEVE



I DON'T WANT TO ASSUME

AS YOU KNOW

WHAT IT DOES TO YOU AND ME

BUT THEN AGAIN

MAYBE YOU DON'T



AN OLD CLICHE THAT NEVER STRAYS

I HATE TO GIVE MY POWERFUL SECRETS AWAY



MY MIND IS UNDER LOCK AND KEY

GIVING YOU CLUES

TO SOLVE THE MYSTERY

IT'S UP TO YOU

TO PLAY SHERLOCK HOLMES

DIG IN THE GARDEN

OF MY BRAND NEW HOME

LESS

EVIDENCE TO FIND

WHAT HAS BEEN LEFT BEHIND

BARS

CAUGHT AT THE SCENE

OF THE CRIME



HAVE A DRINK ON ME

HAVE SOME DINNER TO EAT

AVOID THE PAPARAZZI AS I LEAVE

I AM NOT WHO THEY SAY I AM

I'M JUST A REGULAR GUY

TRYING TO MAKE ENDS MEET



SURE I PLAY THE STATUE OF LIBERTY

BUT NOT ON T.V.

I'M WORKIN' LIKE A HOOKER

ON THE CORNER OF

KENNEDY

DRIVE BY

BUT DON'T SHOOT

AND I WILL GIVE YOU A TREAT

YOU CAN LAUGH AT THE MONKEY

DANCING IN THE SUIT OF ARMOR

DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YA



THEY SAY IT'S A SIGHT TO SEE

BUT I CAN'T SEE IT

I'M BEHIND THE TIMES AND SCENES

I JUST MOVE

TO WHAT THE MUSIC TELLS

ME TO DO

AUTOMATIC

NO BRAINS NEEDED

TO THINK ABOUT IT



JUST LISTEN

DID YOU HEAR THAT?

WHAT DID YOU SAY?



NO I DIDN'T

COULD YOU REPEAT THE QUESTION?

LIKE A BROKEN RECORD



I WAS GUIDED

BLINDED

BY THE SUNLIGHT

DRIVEN THROUGH

THE POWER OF THE MUSIC

PROVIDED

ONE DOOR CLOSES, AS ANOTHER OPENS

Well, well, well I am not psychic but I saw this coming as no surprise. I was "let go" from my duties as a newspaper hawker for the Key West Citizen because I couldn't mustard up enough sales to garner my 5 dollar a day bonus they pay you if you sell 1 to 24 papers, if you sell 25 to 49, you get 10 dollars a day and so on and so forth. Hell, my record was only 12 the whole 2 months I was there. You get .25 cents on a fiddy cent paper and get to keep your tips but I would only sell on average, 2 - 4 papers a day so the Citizen didn't think that since I only turn in, say a dollar on a good day, for their cut of the daily profits that paying me that 5 dollar "bonus" didn't make sense which I kinda agree but still contest that for that measly 5 dollars, I would be out on the street corner by 7:30 in the morning (I tried going out there earlier but the traffic just wasn't there and not worth it, at least as far as I was concerned. I could of been out there at 5 o'clock in the morning like the other "freaks" but it didn't make sense nor a difference. With the Internet and home subscriptions with free months enticements, I think the days of the hawkers are numbered. Except for the "freaks" (Please forgive me lord) who have been doing it for years and have a loyal following. God bless and more power to them, they deserve every penny they get. I am not bitter or jealous, although, I know I may sound like it, but I really am happy for them, they have a dedication that I am not willing to devote to, especially not for, what amounts for me working 3 hours a day, 7 days a week, for what equates to about 2 dollars an hour. Homey don't play that. So as the title suggest, that door is closed....and now for the door (I'll take door number 2, Monty) to open and it's a door I have already been through before. That door is the Liberty Tax door and I walked through it today after being FIRED !!! (there I said it, I am finally, sniffle, sniffle, officially past the denial stage) from the newspaper business. I noticed that my former bosses, John and Theresas' car was out in front of the Liberty Tax office and stopped in and I officially start back as the Statue of Liberty on Monday, January 7th, at 8 a.m.... My co-hawker at the Citizen, Lloyd, wanted to do the Statue too, so I told him I would put in a good word for him, so he will probably be out there doing it as well. O.K....enough of that. I received a gift from Pastor Omar. A pair of real drumsticks and a opportunity to play a real set of drums at the old Douglas school in Key West.. I'll keep you posted when more details appear..Speaking of appearing,(Drum Roll, please, thank you) I just checked the Sheriff's website and saw that Murphy, yes that Murphy, the "star" of the Murphy Show on YouTube has...... BEEN RELEASED FROM JAIL!!! (Cymbal crash here) Lock up your liquor cabinets and stay off the beaten path or whatever path Murphy decides to go down because he's loose once again and he will be around town!!.....Next I have a poem burning a hole in my back pocket and if I don't put it on here, I will lose it (not mind-wise, paper-wise, silly) Here we go...again.. I really have too much time on my hands but I must admit, I have fun with that time I spend, I certainly don't have MONEY to spend...




I DON'T HAVE A TITLE, YOU CAN MAKE UP YOUR OWN DAMN TITLE,



Written (for some reason) on 12/29/12



THE IDIOTS THAT DON'T GET IT

CAN'T BLAME ME

FOR THEIR IGNORANCE

NOT MY FAULT

THEY MISSED THE BOAT

WHEN THEY WERE

PASSING BRAINS OUT

POINT THE FINGER

AT SOMEBODY ELSE



I REFUSE TO BE

THEIR SCAPE GOAT

GOT ENOUGH PROBLEMS

OF MY OWN

KEEP ON MOVIN'

DOWN THE ROAD



YOUR EXCUSE

HAS WORN OLD

LIKE A BROWN SHOE

THAT NOBODY WANTS TO WALK

LEFT ALONE

UNDERNEATH

A

FULL MOON





O.K..... I think I am referring to the friggin homeless idiots that I am constantly surrounded by. These motherfuckers (excuse my fuckin language) are the NEEDIEST, GREEDIEST pieces of dirt I have ever seen. I laugh when people bitch about the homeless in the Citizen's Voice. I say to myself, TRY LIVING with these scumbags. You poor thing you, you have to look at them and they take up space...I gotta go..

Angels In Heaven/Career Change

I wrote this in dedication to the families of the children and teachers who lost their lives in the senseless act in Newtown, Conn. that should of never happened, but unfortunately did happen.




ANGELS IN HEAVEN



THE ANGELS

ARE IN HEAVEN

RESTING IN PEACE



WAITING PATIENTLY

FOR YOUR ARRIVAL

TAKE YOUR TIME THOUGH

YOU STILL HAVE WORK

ON EARTH TO DO



JUST KNOW

THEY STILL

LOVE YOU

A FAMILY REUNION

WILL RETURN SOON



STAY STRONG

DON'T LET GO

OF HOPE



WE WILL ALL BE HOME SOON

TIME TO REJOICE



FOR THEY ARE NOW

IN GODS' ARMS

SAFE FROM HARM





Written - 12/29/12 - Kevin Dale Sanders





I hope you all had a Happy Holiday and didn't get into any trouble! Speaking of trouble, Murphy has a court date tomorrow and should get out of the jailhouse rock. So beware and let the madness begin again!!!!! He's hell bent on getting another bad motor scooter and he should have 2 checks waiting for him when he gets out. Don't say I didn't warn you. ...Work wise for me, Friday, will probably be my last day at the Key West Citizen as I can't for the life of me sell 25 papers. My record is 12 in one day. BUT.. by then I should be returning as the Statue of Liberty, working for Liberty Tax soon after.

Sad Old Year, Happy New Year

I fell asleep in front of the Hyatt next to the Cow Key bridge around 7:30 p.m. and woke up around 3 in the morning to find or rather, not find my bike because somebody took it. I have a lock but didn't lock it because I wasn't planning on falling asleep. I just wanted to lay down for a minute. I am getting so sick of losing my bike because some dirty ass piece of shit thief took it. How low can you go to steal a bike from a homeless person who is sleeping. To me, that is down right pathetic. Now I have a job (not for long) and I am at least motherfuckin' tryin' and some scum fuckin' ball is gonna come along and STEAL my bike. Well, at least they didn't take my drumsticks or my Key West Citizen shoulder bag that has everything I own which is not much but a couple shirts, a sweater and jacket. I still have my word(s) and balls but I'm just about out of patience with these motherfuckin' THIEVES!!! GOD help the worthless piece of shit if I find him ( I say him because I believe the chances of it being a her are very slim) on my bike. I don't believe in violence. It has never solved anything and to me, only escalates problems. About a week ago, I was working my corner, trying to sell newspapers. I walk up and down North Roosevelt and depending on how much traffic there is, I walk quite a ways from my bike and shoulder bag, maybe 200 feet or so. This one particular day, a week ago. I walked back to my corner, to NOT find my bike and bag. I thought one of my (Too Many) "street" friends were playing a joke on me. I walked across the street and asked my co-worker if he had seen anything and he said he had seen a guy put my bag inside of a red bag and rode off with my bike. So I asked him which way did he go and my co worker pointed towards Bayview Park so I proceeded to WALK to try and find this guy on my bike and low and behold this stupid, lying, piece of shit motherfucker is sitting in front of the Metro PCS with a chick with MY bike parked in front of him. I jumped over the barricade to cross the street to confront this waste of space. And he denied everything!! "No Bro, I didn't take your bike" Then I asked him "Then how in the hell did MY bike get in front of you? Did it fly over here? Then I saw the red bag and it was open and it had my World War 2 shirt inside his bag without the stripes showing and I told him "Look, I can describe what that shirt has on it without even seeing it to prove to you that that shirt is mine. It is a long sleeve shirt with Sargent stripes on it" I pulled it out of his bag and sure as shit there were the stripes I described. And the chick was shocked and believed in what I was saying. All the while the thief was denying everything. Then I asked him where my Citizen bag was and he kept saying "I didn't take your bag bro" Liars, cheaters and stealers go hand in hand. I explained to him that that bag is my livelihood and part of my job. Just tell me where my bag is and I won't call the cops. He STILL wouldn't tell me!!!! Whooping his ass just would of got me in trouble and then again I don't believe violence solves anything. I practice what I preach. I'm the nicest guy in the world unless you piss me off then I become the Incredible Hulk (the kids at Stanley Switlik called me that back in the 4th grade) the meanest son of a bitch you never want to meet. I have a furious, ferocious temper!! I don't fight, I fight until the death!!! O.K.... I walked around the corner of the building and found my bag empty with all the shit I had in it, discarded all over the ground. So I got all my shit back and filed a police report. I mean, I'm not a cop caller but I didn't want this piece of dirt to steal from somebody else. I mean if he had balls enough to take my bag and bike in broad daylight while I was working the corner, who knows how many other people he might steal from. So I figured at least I could give a description of the garbage and maybe they'll get him in the system and off the streets and take his ass back to wherever he came from. The "newbies" don't understand, we do things differently here in the Keys. O.K.......I was reading People magazine in the library today trying not to burst into tears while reading about the tragedy in Newtown, Conn and seeing the pictures and short stories of the innocent children ages 6 and 7 who were killed. They had a chance to realize their wildest dreams and then this mentally ill person with a gun (not a good mixture) had to ruin it for all of them. My thoughts and prayers go out to the families. I've kinda experienced the flip side, if you will, my father was shot and killed with a gun when I was just 6 months old. So I personally don't like guns. R.I.P. John Lennon and Marvin Gaye as well.(Both shot and killed by guns) I think they should ban assault automatic weapons, you don't need them and it takes all the fun and challenge from hunting. Leave them for the military. As far as protection, they have a deputy in uniform everyday at the Key West public library, why not at ALL the schools? And if you cry or even think about the COST. A childs' life is PRICELESS!!!!




O.K. that's my 2 cents for today.

Remember YOLO, make your life count for something, make a difference for the better of mankind before you leave this world behind.



SEE YOU NEXT YEAR!!!!!!!! HAVE A HAPPY ONE!!! AND FOR CHRIST SAKE, DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE!!! You might spill your drink!

Where Art Thou Murphy

Back again? Don't you have anything better to do??? Just kidding, of course. If you know me, you know I kid. Well, I got a memo this morning on my stack of newspapers to sell (yes, I DID get the memo) that instructed me to see my boss, Dave @ the Key West Citizen after 10 a.m. So I go there after having sold 3 newspapers and he informed me that the Citizen can't pay me 5.00 dollars (bonus pay) a day for selling 1 or 2 papers, turning in .50 cents. Which I totally understand that they are losing money and I'm not even good at math and even I can figure that one out. So he gave me another week and if I can't sell 25 or more papers I have to ship out. He told me every time he drove by me, he saw me sitting down. I told him it was a coincidence and that I walk up and down with blank stares and people scrambling for their phone instead of .50 cents to buy a paper. My counterpart kiddie corner to me (not kidding) sells twice as much as I do. I don't know what else to do. So I wrote a song. Want to hear it? O.K. Here it goes.

WHERE ART THOU MURPHY

OH WHERE

OH WHERE

DID MY MURPHY GO

I KNOW HE WENT TO JAIL

BUT HE HASN'T COME HOME

THEY LOCKED HIM UP

FOR DOING THE

UNKNOWN

OH WHERE

OH WHERE

DID MY MURPHY GO

I FEEL ALL ALONE

WITHOUT MY MURPHY SHOW

WHAT DO I DO

WITHOUT

THE ONLY FRIEND

I KNOW

GONNA LOSE MY JOB

IN A WEEK OR SO

OH WHERE

OH WHERE

IS MY MURPHY SHOW

I wrote that titty bit at Bayview Park in Key West today 12/27/12

Thank you very much.

Come back soon, ya' hear!!!

BITTERSWEET HOLIDAYS/TAKE THIS JOB FROM ME PLEASE!!!!

Back with another report from the streets of Key West. I hope everyone had a great Christmas. Christmas for me is just another day and bittersweet without my family. I only have one blood relative left in this world, my brother, J. Michael Berry M.D.and he lives in San Francisco. Who I am very proud of and he is about 17 years older than I am and is an oncologist (cancer doctor) who has just been promoted to Professor working at UCSF. He's going to be teaching a class in Thailand sometime next year. He has always fully supported me in all my crazy ass dreams. The holidays are bittersweet like I say because of the loss of my family but are kinda cool to see families together enjoying themselves here in Key West paradise. Watching the kids having fun with excitement of Christmas presents as I did when I was a kid. But still it just reminds me that I don't have family, not that I ever forget but it just kinda rubs the fact in, this time of year. O.K. enough bullshit... In other news to the world, Murphy is still in jail and I tried to visit him and give him a Key West Citizen for Christmas (As I joke, I wanted to wrap it up in Christmas wrapping paper and give it to him) but to my disbelief the operator at the Sheriff's office said that I couldn't visit him nor have a friggin newspaper delivered to him, ON CHRISTMAS DAY !!!! That to me is just a bunch of BULLSHIT!! I could not believe it.... Work-wise, I did pretty good on Christmas getting a couple of 5 dollar tips BUT the days leading up to Christmas were awful!! I only sold 1 maybe 2 papers. That's .50 cents for getting up at 5 o'clock in the morning everyday and working, walking about 5 miles a day back and forth, up and down the same block to try and sell a newspaper for 3 hours. I know, I'm just a bitchy bitchin' bitch....boo-hoo.....but I still look on the bright side because I see a light at the end of the tunnel. I heard through the coconut telegraph that my former seasonal employers at Liberty Tax were looking for me and were wondering where I was at. So I popped in to see when they wanted me to start again and found out that I will become the Statue Of Liberty once again on or after Jan.4th. I'll be sure to keep you posted. Like you really give a shit, huh?....Other observations other than not being able to make money selling newspapers is that Key West is having an Asian Invasion, we must have half of Japan in town. Not that that is a bad thing but I am a little scared because as I have always said to myself, the Asians can make the cars but they sure as hell can't drive the motherfuckers!!! ....If you love traffic, road construction, one way streets, bad drivers, horn blowers, chainsaw loud scooters come on down here to Key West, the weather is great!!!!.....Well, since I was bored off my ass and frustrated (THANK GOD FOR MY MP3 player/Radio) Guess what I did? Yes, you're absolutely right!!!! I wrote yet another poem about not selling newspapers and traffic jams.... BTW my "No Snow Christmas" poem didn't save the world or win the poetry contest in the Weekly free paper down here in the Keys BUT they did print it!! And I thank them for that. Thanks for the smiles on the street, it keeps me going. That and my life saving music.






BLANK STARES

CRAZY LOOKS

WORKING THE STREETS

LIKE A LONELY HOOKER

OUT OF LUCK



EMPTY POCKETS

NOT ENOUGH TO EAT

THE LORD

MY ONLY

SAVING GRACE



AS THE FANCY CARS

DRIVE BY

HONKING HORNS

TRYING TO GET

NOWHERE FAST



IN A HURRY

TO GET TO PARADISE

THEY DON'T EVEN REALIZE

THAT THEY ARE

ALREADY THERE



ONLY 2 MORE MILES TO GO

TO REACH

THE END OF THE ROAD

TURN BACK

AND DO IT AGAIN



SPINNING WHEELS

MOVING SLOW

IN THE FAST LANE

I WISH

MY MEMORY

WOULD SLIP AWAY





I hope you like it, if not, tough shit and deal with it or fugitaboutit.



PEACE, LOVE AND ALL THAT OTHER GOOD STUFF!!! ;)

BONUS - A Christmas email my brother sent me :

Hi Kevin!!




Merry Christmas!



Sorry I haven't been in touch. My life is pretty crazy, but I am very grateful fro all the blessings and opportunities. Professionally we are way overwhelmed and down staff, so the burden falls on Naomi and me to keep up with everyone. The good news for 2013 is that we are moving across the street to a new and larger dedicated clinic space and then hopefully bring on 2 more MDs to help. Ultimately it's up to me to set some limits, which I am not very good at doing. But one of the benefits is that I am going to Thailand In January to teach a course, which I am pretty excited about. As you can see below I was promoted to Professor and I am very pleased. There are just too many deadlines and projects to try and get done. But all in all I am happy and although I work long hours I m able to take some time off to travel and Leo is great about helping me to set those limits.



We finally bought a house last year in Dublin, CA, which is 35 miles east of San Francisco, but very accessible by BART. I try not to drive and my commute on BART is very relaxing and takes 45 min and then a quick 15 minute ride to the office. Although I am up at 3 Am every morning and out the door by 5:30-5:45. We have spent the last year remodeling and have only just begun to enjoy the house because it was finished in the last month. Leo is great and a wonderful husband. He has had some back issues and has been out on disability since September and has shoulder surgery scheduled in February, so probably won't be back to work until May or June. My health is doing well, although I am way overdue for seeing the doctor myself. One of my goals for 2013.



Would love to hear more about how you are doing and what's happening in your life. I am just not a Facebook kind of guy unfortunately. I spent way too much time on the computer at work and don't want the intrusion or invasion of privacy. Leo logs in intermittently and gives me updates. I miss having the chance to chat with you. I respect the fact that you have chosen a different path and that is your passion. As someone who strongly believes in following your heart and your passion I am extremely proud of you. I continue to hope and pray for your happiness and safety and to get a break now and then. I love you and miss you very much, my dear brother. I hope the New Year brings you what you want in all areas of your life. Drop me a line when you get a chance.



Love,

Michael



J. Michael Berry, MD

Clinical Professor of MedicineDivision of Hematology OncologyAssociate Director HPV-Related Clinical StudiesUniversity of California San FranciscoBox 16991600 Divisadero Street Room A740San Francisco, CA 94115

NEWS FLASH - THE STAR OF THE "MURPHY SHOW" IN JAIL!!!

This just in in the newsroom. There are confirmed reports that the star of the YouTube T.V. show "Murphy Show", Murphy, has been jailed :O (He's not a has been, he's a GD wanna BE!!) Charged with 1 UNKNOWN count of 999999. (If it's unknown then how do "they" know he did it? duuuuuhhh, gee Wally, I don't know) You can visit Murphy in jail kinda, sorta, not really, if you click **THIS**
I guess poor widdle Murphys won't be home for Christ, ha ha ho ho, mas!!...O.K. let me digress while the culprit sits in jail, I HOPE HE ROTS IN THERE, HOW COULD HE DO SUCH A THING AS AN UNKNOWN 9999999999. I told him before I left for work this morning to stay OUT of trouble!!! But did that boy listen? NOOOOOOO!! He never does. Well, let's look on the bright side, at least he'll get a FULL hose down with soap when he gets into jail town and come out smelling purdy with lostsa money.

Mary, (I won't be home for) Christmas!!! I've got to visit Murphy in jail now!!! DAMN!! That boy!!

                                                                


P.S.
2 more days until the END OF THE WORLD!!!! I'm SOOOOO SCARED !!! BTW, What TIME is the EOTW starting? I sure as hell don't want to be late, I wouldn't miss that show for the WORLD!!!!

Until we never meet again,
your pathetic, poetic drummer that can't sell a newspaper to save his life!!! Oh no, don't cry, the way I look at it, I only gots 2 more days of work. This thing better happen or I'm gonna piss on Murphy!!!

Christmas Special Poem - "No Snow Christmas"

Hello to all of you who I don't know, at least I don't think I know but who knows? I just wrote a new poem, Imagine that (John Lennon Tribute) and yes, that is why I call myself the poetic drummer because I write poems and I play the drums ;) Any who, I just wrote it in front of the Key West library and submitted it to the Weekly newspaper here in the fabulous Florida Keys because they are having a Christmas poem contest and 1st place wins a 8 gigabyte, yes you heard right, an 8 gigabyte iPod nano and for the love of music I need it and this newspaper hooker, I mean hawker job is NOT paying the bills, not that I have any anyway but if I did, I surely would be homeless!!! Oh wait a minute, I almost forgot, I am homeless. O.K. enough with da bullshit, lets get on to duh business at hand with a poem I wrote with my right hand. Sorry that was stupid but it was the first thing that came to mind and I'm almost out of time at the library which did I mention I wrote in front of the library in 5 minutes!! I mean, it won't save the impending end of the world but I do hope you'll get to read it before December 21st. Sad to think that this just might be, (sniff, sniff) MY LAST POEM!!!! Merry Christmas and Happy World Ending. See you on the other side--------------->-------------------------->-----------------------;)

NO SNOW CHRISTMAS

ALTHOUGH I KNOW

WE WON'T HAVE SNOW

THIS CHRISTMAS EVE

I STILL BELIEVE

THAT SANTA WILL BRING

A GIFT FOR ME

UNDERNEATH

THE PALM TREE

AS I SLEEP

ON THE BEACH

WITH VISIONS AND DREAMS

OF

WORLD PEACE

The debut of duh "Murphy Show" on YouTube channel MurphyShow

Yes that is right. I have my homeless buddy up and running on the World Wide Web. He has his own YouTube channel called MurphyShow. I've just uploaded a few videos for you to check out. My favorite one..so far, is the one I entitled, "Byte Me". We had a lot of fun. I just wanted to point out, just in case you thought differently, that I am NOT making fun of Murphy, I am having fun with Murphy. I hope you enjoy the videos and there are sure to be more in the future. As long as I don't lose my mp3 player/camera.
See you in YouTube land. And remember kids, have fun and don't hurt no one.

                     The "star" of duh Murphy Show - MURPHY                                                             

Thanksgiving Special - Thankful

I wrote this poem this morning while I was selling newspapers like a hooker on the corner of Desperate and Pathetic.



THANKFUL



THANKFUL

FOR THE FOOD I EAT

THANKFUL

FOR THE BED I SLEEP

THANKFUL

FOR THE LORD

MY SOUL TO KEEP

THANKFUL

FOR THE SEEDS

TO SOW AND REAP

THANKFUL

FOR THE FAITH

I LEAP

THANKFUL

FOR THE GIFTS

PRESENTED TO ME

THANKFUL

FOR MY PARENTS

RESTING IN PEACE

THANKFUL

FOR EVERYONE I MEET

EXCEPT THOSE WHO THINK

THEIR SHIT DON'T STINK

THANKFUL

FOR THE PEOPLE AND THINGS

THAT MAKE THIS WORLD

A BETTER PLACE

THANKFUL

FOR THE BIRDS

WHO COME TO FEED

THANKFUL

FOR MY FEETS

SO I CAN GO-GO

IN THE STREETS

THANKFUL

FOR LIVING IN A COUNTRY

THAT IS FREE

THANKFUL

FOR THE MEN AND WOMEN

WHO MAKE IT BE

THANKFUL

FOR THE HIGHER POWER

FOR WHOM

MAKES IT

ALL POSSIBLE

THANKFUL

FOR YOU

TO LOOK AND SEE

THE WORDS I WRITE

ON THE PAGES

IN BETWEEN



Happy Thanksgiving Everybody!!

Cherish the ones you love.

And if you don't have anyone to love, love yourself! (and I don't mean masturbate, although that's o.k. to do, in the privacy of your home, of course)

If you lost a love, remember the good times you had and move on!

Life's too short to dwell on the past.

Be thankful for what you have     Written by: Kevin Dale Sanders - November 20th, 2012