Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

29 Jan 2011

Average Joe



Songs full of human struggle
A strong man's lip quivers
The child's wide and bright eyes
A wife and a mother being left on her own
The field toiler, that struggles but still can't provide, for his family


For the life a Joe is as hard as hell, funny then how many saints survive
The special people, that can see far beyond. The special people, that live the song.
They all will live on, and one day we might even sing, about bluebirds and doves
and how people beat the silence and how people sung along, cause the people are so strong.


Songs full of sorrow and truth
The old fellow is crying for what he has lost
and the soldiers fight on, nailed to the cross
The poor and the sick and the weak
and as I listen to these song, a tear appears on my cheek


For the life a Joe is as hard as hell, funny then how many saints survive
The special people, that can see far beyond. The special people, that live the song.
They all will live on, and one day we might even sing, about bluebirds and doves
and how people beat the silence and how people sung along, cause the people are so strong.


Songs about death and some about life.
Songs about loss and hardship and spite
We'll listen to them all, but will we listen
Do we listen at all? Songs full of angst and tears
Passing the knowledge, so we might learn to embrace
The song of life, and sing the world a better place.


For the life a Joe is as hard as hell, funny then how many saints survive
The special people, that can see far beyond. The special people, that live the song.
They all will live on, and one day we might even sing, about bluebirds and doves
and how people beat the silence and how people sung along, cause the people are so strong.


Songs of my life and songs of yours
These songs are so sad, but will we never learn
Songs of the ages, songs of the sages
and songs about wages and songs about slaves
Won't you help to write a good song for today
The future and forever more, We can sing this song together.
We can sing this song forever and we can be in our own band.


For the life a Joe is as hard as hell, funny then how many saints survive
The special people, that can see far beyond. The special people, that live the song.
They all will live on, and one day we might even sing, about bluebirds and doves
and how people beat the silence and how people sung along, cause the people are so strong.

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