Dear Editor, 1974

 Sometimes it is hard to admit that you're wrong, but I have to admit this factor.  I thought that the students at PC cared about the way that their school is run.  I thought that it mattered to the students about the double standard involved in the rules that are set-up.
 I was wrong.  The average student cares about passing his subjects.  He wants a fair attitude taken on him by the administration, but he is too apathetic to do anything about it.  I'm terribly sorry to say that the administration seems just as apathetic about their problems, as the students are.  To say, I protest the way the administration is running this school, is just shrugged off and forgotten about.  To you who read this, I ask, please examine your apathetic tendencies and decide whether you want to make your lives better, or whether you want to sit back and drink beer.  Whichever you decide, please forgive me for misjudging you, the readers, because I thought you cared for your welfare.  I'm sorry for you.

Ecology, 1973

Sitting by my side--
In a railway station--
My dog and me--
Sit waiting for something
To take us home.

Yes, I'm going home
Where my love is
waiting for me--
I'm going home
where I feel like
the people are friendly--
I'm going home--
Back to the country.

The country wasn't where
I was born--
But my love is in the
country,
Trees are in the
country,
Nature is in the
country,
So I'm going home.

Where's the train?
It's too late for fighting,
It's too late for singing,
It's too late for going back
to nature.

Chattahoochee 2, 2009

 I was in a movie with Gary Oldman and Dennis Hopper called "Chattahoochee".  It was the true story of a Korean War veteran who couldn't cope with the world around him.  They put him in a mental hospital which was famous for its inhumanity.  I played Looney #4 and was in ten scenes.  I would have been in more, but the two of my best scenes were cut out.
 There are a lot of similarities between my living conditions now and that movie.  Thankfully, the physical abuse and the inhumane conditions are not similar, but many of the people staying there are similar.  In fact, Central Casting would have a field day with most of the people there.  For example, there's this guy who walks around all day with his head cocked at an angle.  Or, the guy who doesn't speak and stands right next to you invading your personal space.  Or, the guy who stands in the corner staring off into space.  Beards prevail.  I shave, but most don't.  Some guys talk to themselves.  Others have anger management problems.  Still others drink all the time.  I can't judge these people, but it also is kind of upsetting seeing it.
 So, if you guys want to make a sequel to the movie, come back to Columbia.  We have the actors.

Flying, 2009

I'm flying to see my lady,
I'm flying to see my doll,
I'm flying and I'm not ready,
'Cause I've committed a foul.

What did I do to make her see?
What did I do to hurt her?
What did I do to make her free?
'Cause there was so much that we shared.

I've been flying by the wayside,
I've been flying to the sea,
I've been flying while I cried,
'Cause she's never coming back to me.

Can you help me with my flying,
Can you help me with my life,
Can you help me still I'm crying,
'Cause I might be reaching for the knife.

So today I'm flying home,
Where I really must belong,
No more Paris, London or Rome,
'Cause I'll never be wrong...
Again.

Not Bitter, 2009

 Anybody who knows me may find this statement to be a lie, but here goes anyway.  I'm not bitter.  I'm not bitter about my living situation.  I'm not bitter about my lack of finances.  I'm not bitter about not having a job.  I'm not bitter about my lack of a love life.  I'm not bitter about my lot in life.  It is just the cards we are dealt.  Some are dealt four of a kind.  Others have a full-house.  Still others have a straight or three of a kind.  I have been dealt a pair of deuces.  Now, if deuces were wild, I might be able to do something with them, but if we are playing nothing is wild, then my pair may not take the pot.  I've seen a pair of deuces win it all, but it is very rare.  So, I figure there is an outside chance that I could take the pot, if you believe.  I used to be bitter about many things--family, churches, friends, and life in general.  I was dwelling on "Why me?"  But now, I have released all of that to God, and I know that He will get me through this and take me to where I need to go.  Proverbs 3:5-6.  Look it up.

Have Fun, 2009

 Two words that I use frequently as a substitute for goodbye.  "Have Fun".  I have a lot of friends that are having fun today and tonight.  It may be fleeting, but they will feel good anyway.  I have forgotten how to have fun.  No one to have fun with.  When I tell someone to have fun, it is a form of giving.  But, when I need someone to give to me, fun or otherwise, no one does.  Too many excuses.  I have told some to have fun, and they look a little surprised, because they are not sure what I mean, but then a smile comes on their face as if they think of a way to have fun.  So, I made someone smile and have a briefly better day.  In that vein, have fun and have some fun for me, too.

One, 2009

One world
 is my world
and it's your world
 to be one world.

One time
 it's not my time
and you take the time
 to be one time.

One love
 who is my one love
you have your one love
 to be one love.

One dream
 I know my one dream
you already have your one dream
 to always be in my one dream.