Thanks Ivan - poem/song

Walking alone in the West Wing.
Thinking of days gone by.
Only one power.
No action contested.
Seen as the only good guy.
Had our enemies.
They knew better than to start strife.
We had the bomb and the media on our side.

Along came a Red with a promise.
"We'll show you!"
A laugh was had.
Eyes rolled.
Seriously, who knew.
Internationally taken as a joke.
No way it could be as strong as our own.
Wanted to appear to not fall for this ruse.

A new monster created.
In a race not yet won.
60,000 pounds
26 feet long
A yield of 50 megatons.
Dropped in the Arctic.
Surely those who seen it panicked.
At the sight of a fireball brighter than the sun.

The entire world took notice.
We watched, a little fearful, but mainly jealous.
We would never have the support to try this.
How dare they test our role as the major player.
In this age of MAD, even we can be crushed.
At the end of the day.
Big Ivan succeeded.
Still I dream, that we're number one.

Have You Ever Seen An Elephant? - poem

You'll never catch me alive.
In my T I drive.
Scouring the midwest and south.
Armed to the teeth, and letting my anger out.
Bank to bank.
Shoot 'em up.
Leave no witness.
My finger is attracted to the trigger of my gun.

Why must I do what I do?
Stealing pleasure wherever I go.
Told too many times my head is on loose.
Seeking out revenge for my stolen childhood.

No town is safe.
They will all feel my wrath.
They'll fear my name.
Tremble when I walk past.
Rob each city blind.
A Tommy in my hands will leave a bloody trail behind.
And me with bags of fortunes.
That's what you get for not taking my side.

I made a big mistake.
Hit all the spots in one place.
Followed by a pig on a bike.
To my hideout in Westchase.
I tried to run, but he kept up.
Then I brought out my gun.
Bang, bang I though I got a hit.
Turns out I missed.

The copper returned fire.
I hit the ground a second after.
Regret immediately fills my head.
I take a bullet to the arm.
My shoulder feels like it's been ripped off.
Throw my piece and raise my hands to surrender.
He starts walking closer.
I realize a capture is not what he's after.
As he points, lifts the magnum and pulls the trigger.

Big Red House - Poem

A new poem kinda inspired by the "olden days" for some reason.

Thankfully I finish when the sun dims.
I struggle to walk back home.
Because I can't afford the trolley.
It might only be a tent.
But at least it's something.
Take a couple swigs of my flask.
Hope to numb these body pains.
If the mines don't get me.
The poison will most definitely.
Will rest for an hour or so.
To let the medicine flow.
Then I'm off to hit the town.
To find a cure for the blues.
No credit to my name.
Only a ten in my hand.
Not interested in gambling it away.
The parlors have already taken what I had.
No, I need a place where I can be treated like a man.
That big red house on the corner.
Where I'm lucky regardless of what I spend.
The girls line up as I enter the door.
Smiles on their faces until they notice it's a regular.
Look for my Pauline, a brunette that stands apart.
The others are blondes.
With whom I've only chatted, I've seen no hearts.
Spotted alone at a table.
Looking incredibly bored.
She glances my way and asks,"Back for more?".
Shaking my head yes we make our way upstairs.
I'd marry this woman in a second.
But she only sees me as another customer.
Reaching what I call "our room".
We are alone at last.
On the wooden bed she sits, and again I ask.
"Will you marry me now?"
With an eye roll she pouts.
"Not this again, how much do you have to spend?"
Saddened, but not broken I hand over my ten.
She knows sometime I'll try again.
In that big red house on the corner.
My love works.
And I wait.

'Embrace' song/poem video

Gives an idea of the poem in song form.

Where's My People video

Again, not much to look at but it gives an idea of how the song goes.

Better Luck Next Time demo video

Not really anything to look at, but you can hear how the song/poem goes.

A goal(rambling)

I've thought about it for a long time now(as I'm sure a lot of others have too). I have written these 'poems' with the intention of eventually turning them into songs. I do not consider myself a poet by any means, I like to think of myself as a lyricist. The problem though is that I'm not really talented enough as a singer to sing the things I've written. I prefer writing the lyrics and creating the music more than trying to get my voice to sound how I would like. I haven't really tried to find another person to get involved, but I've reached a point where I'm starting to want to. Of course I hope that someone else out there would be interested in what I've written, I'm aware that it's not all that great. Maybe someone out there could offer pointers? If there is anyone out there that has read something I've made and enjoys it, or thinks they can improve it I would like to hear from you. Want to put music to what I've written? Awesome, make it happen captain!

Embrace - Poem

I miss your warm touch. Running over my skin.
Rainy days make me yearn for your embrace again.
Time has sped up. It hasn't healed anything.
Tears me up remembering our last days.
I've never been able to guess.
Why you chose to leave.
Something pulling at your heart.
A desire to run free.

If you could see how much I've grown. Since we last spoke.
You'd be amazed by my total lack of growth.
Some days I can't move. Trapped in a nightmarish room.
Seeing old pictures and movies only make matters worse.
I can't get over the fact.
This hurting just won't pass.
Filled with memories I can't shake loose.
Still searching for clues.

Desperate for a sign to move on. Cut my losses and find a new groove.
Slim chance of that happening soon.
All around I see life. Makes me want to cry,
Watching others create such beautiful tunes.
Could've let me know. How long you've felt that way.
We could've worked it out.
Nothing can take your place.
I'd sell my soul.
For just one more.
Embrace

WZ