People Suck
"Progress is stepping in dogshit and putting it to experience." -- John Lennon
A young man took a flying class.
He didn’t care if he didn’t pass.
His main concern was flying low
With beaming eyes that would not let go.
All geared up on a Tuesday for that Newark flight.
Vacant guards let him on in plain sight.
Paying customers bonded to put up the fight.
But instead the airport’s named "Liberty."
The mayor relished in the fame
As they read the list of names
And hailed the fire truck.
There were warnings all around still we say,
“We don’t believe it.”
‘Cause people suck.
Troubadours sure play their part
As they unveil their lives through art.
Putting up mirrors of our souls.
But on the way they keep digging holes.
Like the shrink spewing bad advice.
Know-it-alls never thinking twice.
We latch on ‘cause in blogs in all looks so nice.
Still we’re whining like Charlie Sheen.
Maybe this race is on the wane.
It’s a runaway train.
But at least it’s never stuck.
They say that love is all around
But it’s always when you need it
Then people suck.
I’m not bowing to some dumb punk
And having my thoughts controlled.
That boy’s been overpaid.
Never made the grade.
Should sell lemonade.
Still I want that one clear voice to keep me in the fold.
Don’t be leaving me in the cold once again.
I just need a good friend.
I had a dog named Angelo.
He was my morning cup-a-joe.
Last week I had to put him down.
And since that day, my eyes meet the ground.
Lift me up.
A little nudge will do.
Through the morning hours I must see it through.
If you don’t come around,
I won’t be mocking you.
At that juncture I’ll take what’s free.
Because it’s of no use to complain.
It’s a wasting of the brain.
I’m gonna push the luck.
So, it’s time to buckle down
And just reach into that feeling
When people suck.
©2013, 2015
