Friday, June 25, 2010

The Last Day (poem)

The Last Day By Jesse Scobie

Forgotten gulf twas' so crimson clear
I feel the oil drench the water tides
The bombs explode so insincere
Turn into ashes drifting through my eyes

Children pull me back in time
With race car feelings; shattered laughter
The girl kisses the boy so kind
As Hitler bathes for ever after

Sex and berries drip past dawn
To frighten your face and mind
Jesus knew we were just pawns
Our bodies; nothing divine

Coolness is what kills beauty
Lift a finger burning high
Whispers breathing so truly
What is past is in the sky

To wash away tears
To flash away hatred
To sleep away death
To love away life and loneliness with no regret
To sing one's song in the heat of night when all is dead
and to kiss the stars till sunrise fills thy head.

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Ain't It A Bitch (song)

Ain't It A Bitch By Jesse Scobie

Driving home on a late Saturday night
Got into another huge fight
I guess sometimes you just don't learn till it all burns down
Rain keeps coming, storms keep passing
God only knows how long this will keep lasting
It feels like a joke each time we spoke in this old town

Freedom's cheap to speak your mind
People give you two cents but never a dime
Had an old friend choose he'd rather lose than try to win
Well priest's got preaching and lawyers got cases
Police got protecting but not of that I'm facing
I'm in a battle of love with doubts to far above to begin
Still stuck in this never ending itch

Ain't it a bitch
Ain't it a shame
That we keep on playing this game
I'd be an 85 year old man and still feel the same

Ain't it a bitch
We're living in vain
We've only got ourselves to blame
Just keep riding on that broken train
Driving us insane
Ain't it a bitch


Life is short but impressions seem to last
Tenderness takes time as sex is always fast
Some days I'd rather be a monk than lather in flesh
You're Aphrodite in the morning with me
By supper time you're Hades to sin me
If I had 9 lives you would try to play them like a game of chess

Dressing nice for the show, hoping I'll go
You think I'm some puppet with strings to hold
I'll tell you now I'll never allow myself to trust you again
Well horses got riding and soldiers got fighting
President's have learning and thunder's got lightning
Perhaps we'll meet down some street as long lost friends
Cause now our shoes need a new fit

Ain't it a bitch
Ain't it a scam
How did we get into this jam
So many times we could of just got up and ran

Ain't it a bitch
Ain't it unfair
That we try so hard to care
We should just close our eyes and think instead of just stare
Like we're not there
Ain't it a bitch

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