Untitled #02

Destined to be average
Destined to be plain
But I wish I was a savage
And I wish I was insane

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Not a hero, just a dude

You were a staple of my childhood dreams
A funny character that brings back memories
They paint you as a king of death and despair
Your reputation is too damaged for repair
I never looked up to you as a peer
Just a smile whenever you would appear
I'd collect your papers but never trade them in
Who'd accept such a thing from a little kid?

So much effort went into your style
The ads were subliminal but colorful and wild
When I close my eyes it's like it's '93
A little prankster busy climbing trees
Before the internet when people still talked
And if we wanted something we had to walk
Or ride our bikes with cards in the spokes
Yelling out curse words and telling dirty jokes

So when I see you again, I go back in time
Before they used you as the culprit of their crimes
You showed the world you can smile and chill
But now they got us on anti-depressant pills
They act like it's so much better now than way back when
I'd like to see them before social media then
There you were in all your glory
But that's just part of the messed up story

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Modern Day Martyr

Trash control like a modern day martyr
Sugar coated thoughts and bad fire water
Loose lipped terrorist plotting evil deeds
Encrypted messages fueled by caffeine
Amphetamine dreams stopped your speech in silence
More thought provoking than life on an island
Holy rollers coming with a notepad
Convincing you that a rebellion tastes bad

Teeth rot away but your brain is thinking
Excess fluid and your body is sinking
Depths of hell right here on in the city
Hold your head up high as things are shitty
Bombs away on your sense of morals
Rusting cages come from quarrels
Six inches deep cut into your skin
Pay your penance for a life of sin

Have mercy for a man glued to his TV
They sold him lies and he just can't believe he
Fell for the pitch of a greasy slacker
Now he dines on piles of saltine crackers
Four walls come down when the rain starts up
This whole damn system seems corrupt
As the land of the free is only free with cash
But we'll all burn away and become black ash

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Royale Rule

We've been through many feelings
And we've been through so much more
I'm anxious to see the future
What lurks beyond the door
There are many paths to choose from
It's all up in the air
We could live in prosperity
Or danger if we dare

You can never predict the weather
As a storm is always coming
The choice is to stand and deliver
Or hit the ground running
So many things flow through my brain
The dark and light and in between
I can be a peasant or pope
And you can be my royal queen

We'll rule the lands like the lord above
Or cast upon our iron fists
A plague more worse than ever known
Hard to believe it even exists
Tension mounts as revolution lingers
Can we be what they all hope?
I can't proceed without you there
As the weight is one I cannot cope

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Robot

I'm not from outer space
But I don't come from this planet
Every single thing I want
It's like I've gotta have it
I will swallow the earth
Like a giant from a novel
You'll have to build a machine
With more power in the throttle
The ocean waves that crash
Are like puddles on the pavement
Your firepower like pebbles
That cause my enragement
There's no hope for you humans
As you fight amongst peers
You're too busy not agreeing
To see me shifting gears
I've set my phasers to kill
And my fans on high
Who will be the first to run?
And who will be the first to die?

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney