Not Quite A Saint, In A Prison (poem)

Not Quite A Saint, In A Prison Bys Jesse Scobie It all started in the summer of ’08, I played games with Cindy at the docks Worked nights at the Home Depot Parents started noticing the stocks I wrestled with the varying thoughts Of being young , but old enough to spot The setting sun Played weekend shows in Adams Morgan Aimless joyrides, cruising down 355 I jumped at the chance to break free From dead end classes with you at MC But in the end the curses you can’t see Drove us from point A to point B Always on the run It was a time of hope and change When a black man could finally win But dead soldiers kept-a-piling on In that bloody overseas, desert of sin A coward, I could never just give in The sacrifices I took from the chin Of a boy still aching Vanessa, flew with me into the stars Voyages taken on vagabond memories Drinking to non-sense and happy sickness New Years eve evolves again to January U2 was right, nothing changes actually I’m a musician and writer secondary First, I’m just faking So you made it to the big day now With your gown, cap and useful degree Shaping your future in golden plastic bricks Fortune favors the blind, who never see Opportunity in a bottle of black tea Soaking up the frigid air, I offer my 2 cents free Long before I arrive Work is harder to find, creativity is foolish Mad Men has us falling back to elegant bullshit Drop the suit, tie and grab a Gentlemen’s Jack Because it’s either a socialist or a Mormon to sit For the next four years of jumping in the pit That burns only those who care enough to hit Before they swallow pride.

The Forever Apology (song)

The Forever Apology By Jesse Scobie


I don’t even want to see you now
All the things that happened, where and how
Maybe it’s too much
I want to start over

A picturesque scene of your family
Mom and Dad and you, it’s so traditional
No need for further questions

It took 100 years to get freedom
For the black man, and the natives only
Got some of their land back

So now it’s time to push on through
This train will never stop, till love is accepted
From every point of view

I can’t take all this pain, in the black rain
Inside a devil’s arcade

Why do you make me suffer, like no other
Living human being

I feel like Moses in the desert
Lost, trying to help my people
Find the truth of love
From God above

But some people are blind too long
Singing some old man’s song
To the grim reaper
In a deep shadowed sleep

Bigotry is the new cotton fields
Cyber hate is today’s lynchings
So we need to fight it differently
Through social change

So step inside their shoes
Just for a day, and you will pray
That this ignorance will be overcome


I can’t take all this pain, in the black rain
Inside a devil’s arcade

Why do you make me suffer, like no other
Living human being

I will become the owner of my destiny
By the power of the love invested in me
Every tormented soul will live forever, free...