Thursday, April 06, 2006

Barrel Fire

I took all your greenbacks
and put them in barrels
I started a fire
for the homeless

you looked at me
like you couldn't believe it
You said I'd burnt our provision.

but the money won't last
and the papers won't breath
still no one seems to know this
ugh, no one seems to notice this.

You could have seen
all their warm faces
lit by the flames reaching upward
into the dark.

warm for a moment,
but you were all stormy
couldn't enjoy
voiceless and worried.

The money can't laugh
and the papers won't breathe
but no one seems to know this
no one seems to notice this.

FIN



It's been a while since I added a poem. I took a break to read other authors. I'm not at all a self sustained writer. I have to read to write well.


This one is actually a song that I sang to open last nights show in Rockville, MD. It was a fun show Ju Ju and the Kings of England were there as well! ah English Royalty.
peace,
Ryan

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

very nice very nice

Anonymous said...

im glad you came to my birthday, it's been a while since we hung out, and i was very encouraged by what you said to me at the dinner table. thank you my friend. praise the Lord we can still be friends! i am so gratful for that.

Anonymous said...

God is glorified in the above comment!

Anonymous said...

I request this for the Lava Lounge show tomorrow! It's really good. (:

~Debbie.

Anonymous said...

your poems are awsome and o so powerful...so is your music...it really rocks!! keep up the good work!!