You never stood up for nuthin
You never stood up for your nation
You never stood up for your race
You were born with a set of cotton balls
No guts and no desire to merge with grace
You were clever with your words
They never touched either blood or bone
When ever a brother ever needed another
You were always proud to stand alone
You believed in contrived connections
You taught nothing of substance or stone
You had all the faith of a false tale teller
For your sins of omissions you never atoned
Oh you were smart enough to give lip service
To look another seriously in the eye
To say that you finally understood your real teacher
Never told you or lived as an example a lie
But those were just conveniences
Something that slipped easily off the tongue
Like the skill you had long ago learned
Long ago when we were all strong and young
But you seemed to meet every test
With a side step a put off or a slide
But neither intellectual acumen or
Protected surroundings forever gets a free ride
Do you remember anything you’ve said
Do you remember any vows that you have taken
Do you remember any chances you’ve been given
Or have you just done your walk away fade
And left them all forsaken
Do you remember sitting on that porch
That wintry day at the Ave B cafe
Do you remember the words
Stand up for the truth
Or have you
Still got nuthin to say
Neils
7:37 pm
07/24/2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
You need to wake up
You need to wake up
To a boot in your face
To a fist in your gut
To being slammed on the ground
To somebody kicking your butt
You're irritating and simpering
You're petty and bed wetty
You need a claymore good morning
And to step on a bouncing betty
You need your knees broken
Your head stomped in
You need a left to the throat
And and a right to the chin
Shut up with your cry baby
Version of the world
You can't even toss your
Hat in the ring.....
Without throwin it like a girl
Neils
5:04 pm
07/21/2007
*
transcribed this time
5:07 pm
07/21/2007
N.....again
To a boot in your face
To a fist in your gut
To being slammed on the ground
To somebody kicking your butt
You're irritating and simpering
You're petty and bed wetty
You need a claymore good morning
And to step on a bouncing betty
You need your knees broken
Your head stomped in
You need a left to the throat
And and a right to the chin
Shut up with your cry baby
Version of the world
You can't even toss your
Hat in the ring.....
Without throwin it like a girl
Neils
5:04 pm
07/21/2007
*
transcribed this time
5:07 pm
07/21/2007
N.....again
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