An Apothegm for Those Who Create Gods
To those who Apotheosize
Persons of high class
Persons with masters and Phd's
People of wealth and power
People with so called great beauty
Cats
Dogs
War machines
Apparel
Gold
Flowers
Nature
I have an A-P-O-T-H-E-G-M for them
Get into reality!
Someone threw a piece of brick at me
The bastard had a lot of practice I think
Cause it struck me right between the eyes
I was about six years old
A little fair-haired
Fair skinned
Anglo Pakistani
My mom had just bathed me
And I was fresh and clean
On the front steps
Enjoying a summers eve
Somewhere in Lahore Pakistan
Is a murdering son of a B
Running free
Was there a witness?
Did anyone see?
You're too bad woman
You're too, too bad
You make me sad woman
You're the meanest baby I've ever had
I work hard everyday baby
Work so hard but the pay is so lean
You chat on the phone all day baby
And I got to come home to cook and clean
You're too bad woman
You're too, too bad
You make me sad woman
The meanest baby I've ever had
Friday night, you leave me lonely
Drinking with your girlfriends
Saturday, you ain't around baby
You're doing your part-time job
Sunday, you do your gardening
And then go for your evening jog
You're too bad woman
You're too, too bad
You make sad woman
The meanest baby I ever had
Way back yonder
When I was teen
I said to this thirty year old
Honey give me a squeeze
She said I was just horny and bad
Go home to my book and stop tempting her ass
Later on at about twenty one
I fell in love about thirty one times
I got down on my hands and knees
I said please Momma, Momma marry me please
But we're just too young
Life has just begun
Put away that reproduction gun
She was seventeen
I was thirty eight
She kept on asking me for a date
She kind of liked my art
I said my old lady would cut out my heart
She kind of liked my art
I had to stop her short
It hurt to break her heart
Fourty-five
Midlife
Pretty young women say "hi"
And flash sexy smiles
And I am thinking
I am not only getting older
I must be getting better
I must be getting better
I must be getting better
More handsome
More manly
More sexy
Etc, etc, etc.
Thought is a word
A word a thought
All I know is I love you a lot
It's a hunger
It's a hunger burning in my brain
It's a hunger burning in my brain
Without you I think I would go insane
It's a hunger like a tiger on the prowl
It's a hunger like a wolf when he howls
Don't turn your back on me (repeat 4x)
It's a hunger like a baby needs its mom
It's a hunger your taste on my tongue
Don't turn away
Don't turn away Baby
Don't turn away from me
It's a hunger burning in my brain
It's a hunger burning in my brain
Without you woman I think I'd go insane
He's burning bridges
But he ain't no pyromaniac
He ain't no seargent in the army
He's just a hard working man
He was in love with this woman
He loved her with all his heart
But she went around cheating
She tore his soul apart
He had a best friend
Known him since they were kids
They went into business together
And his best friend robbed from him
He's burning bridges
But he ain't no pyromaniac
He ain't no sergent in the army
He's just a hard working man
He was strong but lonely
So he got himself a pet
He let the cat out one summer's morning
It's been three months and she ain't returned yet
He's burning bridges but he ain't no pyromaniac
He ain't a sergeant in the army
He's just a hardworking man
I refrain from smoking in my flat
So sleepily, I made four cigarettes and a mug of tea
And shuffled to the rear of the apartment building
To greet the morning sun
Tuesday had come
Two magpies, vociferous and clamorous
Flew from tree to tree
A watcher of nature,
One of my propensities
I concentrated my attention
To discern whether a play of procreation was in session
I spied a robin
Spasmodically watching this passion play
It made me wonder
A sudden realization! robin's nest and blue delicious eggs!
The robin launched her defensive attack
Fended off two, twice her size
I learned more about birds that Tuesday
Magpies make great actors
And are incredibly surreptitious
Robins are gloriously intrepid
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