Hollywood/L.A. Poems - #FullMoonFridaythe13th - Father's Day Tribute

Here are some of the poems I wrote when I lived in West Hollywood. Please be kind and rewind with me back in time. This was when I first started writing poems back in 2003 - 2005. I was inspired to start writing after a fellow mechanic friend who also lived in his van and drink beer all day showed me his book of poems. I was somehow impressed. I thought, this guy pretty much has nothing like me but he had quite a few poems, he composed, that he owned. Without further a do..here are my unedited, first thing that came to mind at the time, Hollywood/L.A. Poems, hopefully you enjoy. If not, F U 2! Just kidding...I WUV U! Just remember, Beauty is in the eye of the poem holder ...O.K. that wasn't too good, but hey, I tried, and I still believe that is half the battle. And sue me, I"m SOBER,and on my way to work...Happy Full Moon Payday Friday the 13th:) and Happy Father's Day ("Thoughts Of Dad" - Dedicated to my biological father, William Fred Sanders.... "Words For Step Dad" - Dedicated to my step father who raised me since I was 5 years old, Donald "Doc" MacDonald)

Painless Death

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Must get up shake the world off
Heard my friend died today
She used to tell me
How much pain she felt
Relief
She doesn't have to suffer anymore
A blessing in disguise I guess you could say
Someday we will meet up again
Today
I kiss her goodbye
Maybe tomorrow I will see her
Happier than
Life on earth
Must be a better than
The hell she faced
I sleep tonight knowing
She is in a better place

(Sorry Mom) Second Chance Gone

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Too late
Not enough time
On her way to heaven
Didn't get a chance to say goodbye
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
But I can't
Although I tried
A reality I must face
For the rest of my life
Forever I will regret
Nothing I can do now
Except look back on the past
Remember the good times we had
Something I will never have again
Everyday I wake up
Just a reminder of what I have lost
The one I love bigger than the whole wide world
Used to tell her everyday when she was still around
Second chance gone

What I Go Through

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Now I know how it feels to be left alone
I thought I forgot but my dream came true
I still try to find the answer,I look for the truth
Not trying to hurt you, I've been there before
Never want to go back there
Maybe on my dying day they will remember me
Maybe too late for me to see
Look down on earth,the place I lived before
A better place or so they say,I hope and pray
Must be a better place than the hell,I live today
Can't explain in words my pain
I hope you have a better life than the one
I had before, time to move on
Have I made a change in the world that needs so much
All human beings living on planet earth
Never found my place to start
I wish I could, it's not your fault,I blame myself
You tried the best,nothing means,anything else
You must sleep in the grave by yourself
Until the end,....comes soon

Ears Open, Mouth Closed

By Kevin Dale Sanders

You wonder what is wrong with the world today
While you don't listen to the people on the streets
The words they say
Sheltered by public T.V.
Thinking they speak the truth
When they have no clue
No heart
No soul
Puppet on a string
Believing the lies they tell you
So remote control
I could tell you but
You wouldn't listen anyway
Why waste my breath
When you can't think for yourself
Form your own opinion
Your mouth is open
With your ears closed

Something Has Changed

By Kevin Dale Sanders

I wanted to love you
The way you were yesterday
Somehow it seems
Something has changed
In spite of the time we have spent together
Somehow it feels different
Something has changed
It doesn't seem the same way
Maybe it's my mind getting away
Something has changed
Your distance is out of reach
Happy times I remember
Sad times I must face
Can't escape my sorrow
Drown myself with the bottle
Something has changed
Nothing I can do, Another day is new
Will it be like you were yesterday
Or become a faded memory
Something has changed

Positive End Result

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Feel like the rain
Teardrops on my window
Darkness hanging overhead
Not a bright future
The past is gone
No need to look back
I know what I have been through
Wash away the pain
Put the fire out
Don't burn my city down
Cut the smoke
Let the flowers bloom
Full potential
Time to grow
Positive End Result

Words for Step Dad

By Kevin Dale Sanders
I write these words wearing the rings
Of his on my hands
Stuck in Hollywood,California
When I got the call
He had passed away
He did a great job of raising me
I've never been in jail
For the fear of him raising his voice
Couldn't understand why he did that
Mom used to say,He means well
Later in life I found out
He meant well
Growing up through the depression
Fighting World War 2
Tougher than nails
He gave me the strength to carry on
I'm sad to say
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
He taught me well
Honor,Trust,Dignity,strength beyond belief!

Where I Came From

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Grew up below the bible belt
Carried the cross to the altar as a kid
Does that count
Came from the southernmost part
Of the United States
90 miles away from Cuba
Watch them float in on a rubber raft
Against the beach 90 degrees everyday
Rain at 12 o'clock on the dot
Catch the fish swimming in the ocean
Jump into the pool to cool off
Order a margarita to wash it all down
Turn on Bob Marley or Jimmy Buffet
To hear the sounds of freedom
Hungry for a cheeseburger
Paradise is where I came from

Thinking about Mom

By Kevin Dale Sanders

I used to tell my mom
When she was still alive
I loved her bigger than the whole wide world
She told me she loved me more than life itself
Then she left me at the age of fifteen
Taking her to the hospital
For the cancer operation
Saddest day of my life
Seeing her cry
Saying "I don't want to die"
Saying to her drying her eyes
"You're not"
2 weeks later got the bad news
She was on her way to heaven
Out of my life forever
While I stay here on earth
Wonder why everyday
I miss her so much
There are no words to explain
I love you mom
Can't wait for the day we can be together again

Greedy

By Kevin Dale Sanders

The greedy in a hurry
to get nowhere
As the needy stand idle in the streets
Looking for a solution
To their problems
Stand around and wait
Wondering why
They have no food on their plate
The fortunate must have something
They don't have
Hard work or luck
Maybe a little bit of both
That got them to the place
They live today

Rent Is Due

By Kevin Dale Sanders

I don't need electricity
Paying bills
I have a higher power behind me
Go pay your rent
Before you know it it's the first of the month
Forget about me living in my van
You have rent to pay, Bigger problems than me
I rather live free
No landlord to tell me what to do
They don't own s*** in the end
This land is your land as well as mine
I will walk the walk where I want to
Shout the name
Of who is to blame
Freedom is the bell I ring

Untitled at the Time
By Kevin Dale Sanders

I write simple
I try to get my point across
It seems the world is confused enough
If nobody understands it
Nobody will get it
Just wasting my time and thoughts
Nowadays
Common sense
Is not so common
I sit here crying
Wondering why
So simple but yet
So difficult
Maybe a different education level
I still question
Without any answers
I will not quit
Until I have reached the end
Love, Kevin Dale Sanders

Have to Play to Win

By Kevin Dale Sanders

I knew I never had a chance
But it's nice to know at least I tried
For though
If I didn't
I would never win
Can't do it
If you never play
Not in the cards
Not even in the game
But somehow I still believe
My luck must change
Can't be bad all the time
Lost my lucky charm
Along the way

Headlights in the Rearview

By Kevin Dale Sanders

As the cars drive by
While the city sleeps
All I can see is darkness
Look at the beauty of the trees
Wake up to the birds singing
Watch the homeless walking the streets
With nowhere to go
Searching for hope
Wondering what's going on
I look to the sky without a moon

Blood Has More Value Than Oil

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Bring the kids back home
Safe from war
Hate only destroys
Love conquers all
Let them reach their goal
Give them a chance to live life
Everybody loses in war
Nobody ever wins
When will it end?

Thoughts of Dad

By Kevin Dale Sanders

A gunshot rings out
As a six month old baby crys
Asking mommy if
Daddy is coming home
She says, no honey
I'm sorry
He has moved on to a better place
Nothing anybody can do
We have to make the best
With what we have left
All we need now is each other
Then I ask
What did I do wrong to deserve this?
Nothing honey
That's just the way life goes

Same Thing Twice

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Create my own world
It's cold outside inside the other one
Turn my eyes
Act like there is nothing wrong
Not my problem
You can't handle the truth
Talk to the teacher
Learn from your parents
Vicious cycle
That never changes
Insanity
Do the same thing
Expect a different result
When will you become tired of
The same situation?
Sounds cliche'
But I have to repeat you see
Nobody apparently
Didn't listen
The first time!

Family Reunion

By Kevin Dale Sanders

My family has left me alone
In this big world
You don't know
How much you will miss them
Until they are gone forever
You'll learn how to cry
Look into the past
You have to be there
To really understand
Thanksgiving dinner comes again
You wait for them to come back home
Then they don't
It hurts so much you wonder
How you can go on
You try to turn to someone
But nobody is there
You see everybody else celebrating holidays
As you sit by the grave
Releasing your pain
All you want is a family reunion

A Brother That Means Everything To Me

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Happy Birthday to my one and only Brother
I hope you have many more to come
I know I write poems
I can't tell you how much I love you
It's more than words can say
Without your support and love
I could not go on
I hope you live longer than I
I couldn't deal with the pain of you being gone
It's hard to convey my thoughts
To someone I love so much
You are all I have left on this earth
As you know, I don't have much
I just want you to know
You deserve more
Your love is enough
To keep me alive in this world
You have my support forever
As you have given me throughout the years
Happy Birthday Brother.

Take Change Out Of Your Pocket

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Balance between the haves and the have nots
Why can we not get justice?
Make this a beautiful place to live again
It would only make this country stronger
As well as the countries in the union
If we all pull together for one cause
Freedom, One Love after all
Human Beings living on planet earth
Can we all show our love for one another
All we have left to carry on
The afterlife
Nobody wants to live in hell
Please feed the hungry
You have nothing to worry about
You have all the money in the world
Please change your thinking
Think about change for the people
Who have no food to eat
Just remember together
We can do anything

Burning Desire

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Stand back and observe
I'm not the only one
Starving to make it
Some do something
To make a change
Others fall by the wayside
I've changed my ways
Tired of being poor
Gonna take the bull by the horns
I have a passion
I thought I'd write a book about my life
And the words I put together every night
The ones you are reading right now
No show, No auditions
This is my real life, reality show,
In my own words
No cameras, No script
Directors to tell me what to do
It's a great feeling to know
I did it all on my own

Resources

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Will we learn from our mistakes
Before it's too late
Do we want the same chance
For our children
As we had
Disaster will strike twice
If we let it happen
It's up to us
To make a difference
Into tomorrows' future
As you pass
Your children will live on
The reason you brought them
Into this world
Don't live in the past
Think ahead
Give them the same chance
That you once had

Never Forget

By Kevin Dale Sanders

Will you remember me
When I'm down and out
Will you forget me
When I'm no longer in your eyes
I hold on to
Our memories
We once had
In our teenage dreams
Precious time
Nobody can take away
No matter how far
We drift apart
You will always remain in my heart
I will never forget you
I can only hope you don't
Forget me

New J.O.B. and New T-Shirts

I am now officially working at Keys Fisheries as a Sign Holder/Waver!!

I have a new online T-Shirt Storefront http://www.funnyshirts.org/s/lol Where you can get Fall Down Daddy T-Shirts and If It Smells Like Fish, Make It A Dish shirt. I will have more designs, slogans and sayings in the future.
That's all for now, I have to go to work!! I'm working 6 days a week with Tuesdays Off from 2pm - 8pm. See you then, on the corner of 35th St and U.S.1 in Marathon, Florida!! I sound like a friggin' hooker!! P.S. My co-worker walked off the job last Friday so I was the only sign waver so they scheduled me 6 days a week. Then my co sign waver came back, so my schedule went back to 4 days on 3 days off. Just yesterday, my former current co worker got arrested for Battery with Bodily Harm and Possession  Under 20 Grams of Weed, Mary J Wanna, for you lame ass laymen. You can visit my don't know if he's coming or going former co worker online at this link http://www.keysso.net/ArrestReports/ArrestLog2.htm His last name is Yow (Like WOW) First name: Maurice. I had the day off today but they just called and want me to come into work, so gotta go, see ya soon......................

Writing On The Wall....

I passed my drug test for a job holding a sign for Keys Fisheries in Marathon, Florida. I signed the papers ie. W-4 form. Just waiting to hear from them to let me know when I start and I need to start ASAP as I am as broke as a joke. Meanwhile, I have been writing. Seems easier to take a picture than typing the words I wrote down.. Here you go, the writing's on the wall.......

BEAUTIFUL FREEDOM (As it was first written)

 

Random Writings

 

A LETTER TO MOTHER

 

Worth A Thousand Words

Me in 2nd Grade?  ^ :)    ........................

New Poem, Beautiful Freedom and Last Supper

"Beautiful Freedom" Sleep On The Back Porch... Escape The Rain... Before Sunrise... See The Eagles Soar... Wake Up To See... The Morning Light....... Back On The Road... Without Sleep... Wonder How Music... Has Got Me This Far....... Fate... Right Or Wrong... Shows Me Which... Way To Go... My Life... My Love... My Pure Existence....... God Will Take Me... When My Work Is Done... But I Am Not Yet Finished... I Still Have A Long Way To Go... Seems Like... Such A Short Distance....... On A Beautiful... Dark And Lonely Road...... Glad To Be American... With A Freedom... Of Choice... To Choose... What I Want To...... Sleep Underneath... Blue Skies... Thank You Ms. America... I Still Have... My Freedom... To Say What I Want To... I Couldn't Do It... Without You....... I Must Give... Thanks And Praise... Not To Get... Teary Eyed And Blue... I Do It All... For You....... Left Alone... Without Your Love... All I See... Is A Empty World........ Chickens Peck... To Find Some Food... My Cue To Leave... And Hit The Road..... Search To Find..... My Lost Soul...... Written January 4th, 2014 ..... I wrote this as I woke up at my "secret sleeping spot", hence the words in my lyrics/poem regarding, back porch and chickens. My "spot" mate blew up the spot, as he got arrested the other day for trespassing!! there. So I don't know how good it is now. Although, I was there a couple of times and KWPD, a Key West Police officer, (for you dumb mother fucks) rode by me slowly but never stopped. I thought I was dead to rites but he kept moving and didn't stop!!........... Collie M(a?)cCall (you can look him up on keysso.net), my "spot" mate, showed me the space, so I can't say anything, like,"GET THE FUCK OUT!! or "GO HOME, YOU DIRTY, FOUL MOUTH, GOOD FOR NOTHING, MOTHERFUCKIN' BASTARD"!!!! Without further to do, Are you ready to know the "secret spot"??, it's kinda funny,.....drum roll please.................................................................................................................................THE SECRET SPOT IS.......................Uh, UH, Uh OH UM, Fe Fi Fo Fum, I smell the blood of a, you know who..............................You'll have to wait til I write again to find out...DOH!!!,(I think cliffhangers are FUN, annoying, but FUN!!) until then, HAVE Fun and stay out of the SUN, cause it causes cancer you know, just like everything else, like the fumes from the trucks and cars passing by while you try to breathe walking down the road. Hell, you might as well enjoy a cigarette as opposed to coughing your pure and clean lungs out without pleasure for the cause........ I will be appearing at the "last supper", provided by my wonderful boss, John Moen and his wife Theresa from Liberty Tax, at Pepe's on Mallory Square in Key West, Saturday. I will be bringing my beautiful childhood friend, Tracy, as my guest, for all that she has done for me and did!! See you then!! To Da Loo, Skip To My Lou!! Listen To Eminem!! :)----

One Job Leads To Another...Beginning Of An End, Start Of A New Beginning

It was a rainy, wet, dark night, once upon a time in paradise.?...It's been awhile but I am still alive and well, sorry for the delay but something got in the way, I think they call it a J.O.B. but don't tell nobody, it's about to end soon, April 15th, is the exact date, in which my workplace will no longer be, don't be afraid or cry walking to the bank to cash my last check in hand because I found another job while I was eating Prime rib at the Marathon Ale House. A guy came up to me and said he saw me working as the Statue of Liberty and liked what he saw apparently and asked what I was doing after April 15th and I replied that I was looking for another place to work. He told me that he was the owner/or was in charge of hiring and firing people at Keys Fisheries, which has a sign waver on U.S.1, he then asked me if I could pass a drug test and I shot back, "Yep, sure can!"(asking myself, a drug test for holding a sign?) He said, "You're hired!". I said, "Great, man, thanks so much!~!" ...I was dreading looking for another job and actually, eventually was going to go to Keys Fish anyway. So it worked out great! So I am probably going to take a week off (mini vacay) after the ax on April 15th then report for duty at Keys Fisheries in Marathon at the end of 35th Street and become a stone crab, lobster or a shrimp holding a sign once again. I guess I was meant to work and sleep in the street. Although the living in the streets is getting old, so I am going to look for a more stable roof over my head. On that note, I would like to thank my childhood friend in Marathon, Tracy Huntley for putting me up and putting up with me at her dog grooming business at 2250 Overseas Highway. She has the dog business in front and a 2 bedroom/1 bath in the back where Tracy and her daughter sleep while I sleep in the front on the floor like a watch dog. It's worked out great. I got my residentially challenged reduced fare D.O.T. bus I.D. for 5 bucks which is good for a year. I only pay 2 dollars as opposed to 4 dollars to take the Lower Keys shuttle if I feel like going to Key West for a change of scenery. So that is the latest and greatest news. See you on the streets somewhere. Thanks for the people laughing, waving and smiling as you pass me by it is well appreciated. For you mother fuckers flipping me off. You can take your jealous, miserable life :( with your finger _!_ and shove it up your ass. Get a FUCKING LIFE AND A JOB while you're at it. I ain't got time for your bullshit!!!.. Peace, Love and Happiness to all the beautiful people who "get" it! Hugs and Kisses..OXOX.. Signed your soon to be former Statue of Liberty and future stone crab, lobster, whatever I may be, see you on the corner of U.S.1 and 35th Street.

Lost iPad, Gained Poem, Know Music, Know Life

In lieu of losing my 400 dollar, worth 600 hundred dollar iPad. I did acquire a 8GB iPod Nano for 40 bucks, as one door closes another one opens up. Here are some Spring Poems/Lyrics to a hit song, after all, all is not lost, I think, I still have my insanity, written the old fashioned way, with a pen on paper. 3-8-2014 I am in writing mode What else Can I say You ala mode Ice cream cones Don't listen to me Anyway When I find My mind I will let You know Simon told me That's the way It goes Until then I must Put you on hold Leave a message And I Probably won't call When I get home On a bus Headed down A dead end road Lost without a clue Looking to find Inspector Clueso To see just What I did Wrong Turn my life around Shift gears Like the wheels That fell off A long time ago Bus stop To Marathon Murphy wants This, that and the other thing With a side of Meats and cheese Take for granted What other people Don't have A need for greed Take everything I never had Wish they were here By your side But it's something You can't change No matter How much money You have in the bank You can't take something From somebody Who has Nothing to lose 3-9-2014 Looking Is one thing Staring Is A whole different Ball Game If I catch your ass Looking at me The wrong way You will have to compensate For the next step You take Let's get one thing straight I am not gay But I do Play One on T.V With H.I.V. Stricken With disease At ease Solider You can't change a thing A world Without music Is a world I must leave............................> Thank you very much..and good night!

Certified Homeless, with a job and no money

Well, I am officially certifiably homeless as the letter below testifies. I had to jump through a few hoops in order to get a reduced monthly bus pass to take the bus to Marathon to go to work I had heard through the coconut telegraph that we residentially challenged peoples could get a reduced fare for being homeless. A price difference of 75.00 versus 45.00. Since it is for working purposes, my boss fit the bill. My I.D. actually has K.O.T.S. address as my address which I thought would be proof enough to get the reduced fare. But again, I thought wrong. After all, I'm dealing with D.O.T., with a lot of red tape or I guess in this case, yellow caution tape. So I had 50 dollars cash in hand and my I.D. with the homeless shelter address imprinted on it. And the woman behind the counter informs me that I need a LETTER from the shelter to verify that I do indeed, stay at the shelter. I couldn't believe it! So I had to go to K.O.T.S. to speak with a case worker to obtain a letter certifying that I truly am staying at the lovely day care center for adults and idiots who can't afford to pay rent. I got the letter and went back to the D.O.T. and finally got the damn discounted bus pass for the Lower Keys shuttle. My other co worker/Staute of Liberty guy and I we're switching between going to Marathon or staying in Key West. It doesn't really mean a shit bit of difference to me. I spin the sign just the same whether I'm in Key Weird or my hometown of Marathon. But apparently, my other co hort in crime liked Marathon first then changed his mine as he does all the time and wanted to stay in Key West so now it looks like I will be traveling to Marathon everyday except for Sunday. I don't mind. I love traveling and a change of scenery. BTW, a little known interesting fact. The other Statue of Liberty, real name David Knight, his nickname Red, is the half brother of Larry Bird. I shit you not. He was raised in Indiana. He looks funnier than shit in the suit. He has long red hair and a full white beard. Talk about drawing attention. I must say, he looks better than me but I have better moves than him. Not to toot my own horn. I put a 110% in to my work listening and dancing like a fool to the radio or my iPad. I have a great time. I wear myself out but I have to admit it's fun..the people driving by on bikes or cars I think are more entertaining than I am. And a few are oblivious to their surroundings. ......For instance, one day in Marathon, I saw a car with an elderly lady driving slowly in the left fast lane with a Sheriff's deputy behind her with their pull over lights on. The lady stops in the left fast lane. Not going into the center lane to make a left turn. She's waiting for the traffic to clear so she can proceed to (I assume) make a left turn into the post office. Once the traffic was clear, the lady slowly starts turning and continues until she makes a complete U-turn and starts heading in the other direction, apparently, obviously oblivious to the fact that there is a cop behind her with flashing red and blue lights on. Un friggin believable. I laughed so hard, I had tears in my eyes!!!

O.K., on that note, I have to catch the bus to Marathon to go to work. On a pretty idiotic, pathetic, dumb ass note. I got paid 275.00 on Friday and by Monday, I had 1.03 to my name in my checking account. I have too many friends in low places. Sucks having a job with no money, but it's nobody's fault but my own. See ya on the streets. Peace.

Life saver on a bicycle. Vodka be damned!!

I wrote this poem/these lyrics after my new found friend Tom, found me in the worse way. I obviously didn't look too good for him to do what he did. I had drank unremembered amounts of Vodka the day before on Sunday with my friend Murphy at Bayview park in Key West. I had previously swore off Vodka and now I am swearing again that it will never happen again. I can't handle hard liquor anymore. I'm not 21 anymore, I'm 44 and feel like I'm 88 after drinking a lot of hard liquor, the morning after. Beer is good, liquor is BAD, for me anyway. When you feel like a Mack truck just ran over you the next day and you're puking your brains out, tired and feel like you're going to die from dehydration and you don't remember what you did the day before and you have cuts all over you. It's not very fun! So on Monday, I missed work but I did call in "sick" which I am still kicking myself in the ass for. Thank GOD my boss is understanding. So on Monday I slept all day, waking up every so often to get a drink of WATER! I had one dollar on me and decided to go to the Circle K and get a red Powerade Polar Pop for 85 cents. As I was slowly walking like a zombie to the store, a bicyclist rode passed me and stopped a few feet ahead of me. As I slowly passed by him looking down at the ground, I heard, "Here take this". I looked up and the bicyclist handed me a 10 dollar bill, Surprised I said, "Thank you very much, sir!" He then asked me my name and I replied, "George" No I didn't say George, you people are so gullible. I said, "Kevin" He said "My name is Tom" I said, "Thank you very much Tom, you're a life saver" I continued to zombie step to the Circle K, got my red Powerade, proceeded to gulp it down. As I was crossing the street to go back to the park to lie down some more. I puked up the whole red Powerade like Niagara Falls. It must of look like I was doing my Gene Simmons blood spitting impression. Which I was pretty good at as a kid but that was about 36 years ago without alcohol, just a Dixie cup with red food coloring. Anyway, I have to cut this short as I have to go to work.Yes, thank GOD, I still have a job!  Cheers with a BEER! 

Thank you Tom

You didn't have to stop

In my time of need

To give me ten bucks

I didn't have to pay

You saved my life

Peddling down the street

You gave me faith

There are angels

That I still believe 

In a man

Living lost

On a lonely street

I needed a different drink

To survive another day

Because of you

I still have a chance 

To make a change

I didn't have to say a thing 

For you to see my need

I will never forget

What you did for me

I will pay you back

When I get back

On my feet

It's just a matter of time

When I see you again

I will never forget

What you did for me

GOD bless you

And your family

You made me feel alive

When I thought I was

The walking dead

To get a step

On my feet again

For that 

I will never forget

For that simple act

You gave me

Strength again

A guardian angel

Looking down on me

From the depths

Of hell

Only I could see

Thank you Tom

For helping me

In my time of need

You didn't have to do

What you did

Your karma

Is guaranteed 

To come back 10 fold

I thank The Lord 

There is still

Somebody in this world

Just like you

To make everything

A beautiful place

No amount of money

Could replace

The saint I haven't met yet

Until That day

My life was saved

I know

You don't even

Know what you did

Your karma

Will comeback 

Without a blink

Angels seem to fade away

But there for you

Just when you need

To hang on a wing

To pick you up

When you fall down

Another day

To sing another praise

Murphy is back in town/Tour work schedule

Murphy's back in Key West, all the way from Texas! Here is some video I shot when I first saw him again at Bayview Park.

http://youtu.be/02Gs_JvsXwE

I am waving the Liberty Tax sign in Key West and Marathon. The current "tour" schedule is as follows: (Subject to change, due to weather or a sudden change of my bosses mind and/or direction)

Wed - Jan 22nd - Key West - 1pm - 6pm (Corner of Kennedy & Roosevelt)

Thurs - Jan 23rd - Marathon -  2 p.m.ish - 6pm SHARP! (In front of the main post office across the street from Wendy's and yes you can buy me a Double with Cheese, NO TOMATO!)

Fri - PAYDAY, YAY - Jan 24th - Key West - Same Bat Time, Same Shit, Different Day corner)

Sat - Jan 25th - Marathon - 10 AM! - 2:30ish (Note, I eat pizza from Papa John's, next to the post office on Saturdays, with Pepperoni and Mushrooms.)

Sun - Day OFF (Beach day, if it isn't cold and/or raining)

I will leave you with my latest, piece of crap, poem,that I wrote when I was slightly inebriated on some type of alcohol and bored out of mine.

You only live once 

You might as well

Be first !!

Straight out of the box

Above all else

The finish line

Will always be there

Never too soon

Live up

To the lyrics

Stand up

And shout

Make your opinion

Count

A dollar bill

Will not change

My will

My mind

I own

Free and clear

We blessed

We live above

The rest

Before we rest in peace

Without a prediction

Crystal ball

Without direction

I wish I knew

The day I face death

But I love surprises

Like a Christmas Day 

Never know

What Santa Claus

Gives or

Brings

Frost bit feets fixed

Murphy is back to stay

All the way from Texas

He says

He's got something to say

As I leave him

Speechless

Naughty or nice

Ok in the mirror 

To see

Where you have been before

Surprised

Your Karma

Comes back to you

I told you the truth

But you didn't 

Want to listen

What else can I do

Silly rabbit

Tricks are for kids

Vagina is

For Men's 

Keep me warm

On a cold night

Murphy's back

Back for the attack

Yeah

You better watch out

The show is about

Ready to start

Wait for the

Finish line

To see

Where you end up

I told you the truth

From the get go

You must face

The facts

I told you so

Not my fault

It's all your own

Answer the question

Without answers

Lost in the woods

Leave me alone

Like you never 

Seen me

Before

Who am I

Who do U think

U are

Let me guess

Better than me

Chew

A better

Piece of bubble gum

Stuck to the bottom

Of my shoe

Solve the crime 

I can only hope

I see you crying

At the funeral

The end comes soon

The last minute

You thought you had

Another breath to intake 

The Police or Sting

Can't save you now 

You should of

Thought about that

Before

You ran your

Diaherra mouth

Runnin down a leg

Kick you in the ass

Never

To comeback again

Don't blame me

Point a finger

At the one

Who looks

Into the mirror

The reflection

Call the kettle black

I know you do

Nothing wrong

Blame me

For your faults

As I fall off

The cliff

Without you

Catching me

I thought

We were best friends

I heard

Nothing could stand

In our way

Talk is cheap

I thought the words

Meant something

But I found out

Something else

I was lost before

I didn't have anything 

Before I met you

Just another day

I don't miss

Something I

Never had

Boo Hoo

My bank account

Is closed

Drain my soul

For every drop

You can get

Not enough

To get back home

I haven't seen it

Since

I was 13 or 15 years old

You didn't think about me

When I was crying alone

I thought I had a friend

I thought, thought wrong

Wishful thinking

Macho man

Sing alone

Where were you

When I needed you?

Most

I didn't think

I did anything wrong

Burn me at the stakes

Crucify me like

Jesus Christ

Save your soul

From your mistakes

That you

Have already made

Talk to me

When we get to Heaven

It might not be tomorrow

But the clock is ticking

Forward

I wish I could

Predict the future

All I can do is

Live and breathe

Every second

I am awake today

Thank God

Every breath I take

Without Him

I would be gasping

For air

A gift

I get everyday

I thank Him

For his generosity

Just another day

To live again

To show my glory

Kneel down and pray

And thank The Lord! 

Another present

Under the tree

In January

I question myself

How lucky I am?

Without Him

I am nothing else

He means everything to me

Nobody stands above

He is the only one

That makes my life complete

Without Him

I am nothing else

I thank Him

For everyday

I am alive

On Earth

Without Him

I am nothing else

He's the beginning

And the end

Of every story

I ever wrote

Praise The Lord 

He gives me the words

To speak

I thank Him

Every night I

Go to sleep

I can stand

Without a penny

In my pocket

But with Him

Baby

I'm a rich man

Beyond belief

Wake up

From

A materialistic dream

I have everything

Whatever I wish for

I already have

Just have to

Dig a little deeper

Listen to your heart

All the answers

Are within

Your sleep

Dig deep

Reach for your soul 

He is here

For me and you

Catch a teardrop

Everything is gonna be alright

Just like Marley said

No woman, No cry 

His soul

Still rings true

After all the years

I see the sight

He envisioned

Start a revolution

Unknown solider

Fight the war

Never won

Rebel

We will not Stop!

Until we right the wrongs

Never give up

Until death becomes

We are stronger

Than

They are

Follow the footsteps

Of our forefathers 

See the light

To show which way

To go in the dark

Never make

The same mistake twice

Learn from what

Has been done before

WOW!! You get an A+ for reading this thing until the end. Have a happy, safe and fun weekend!! OXOX