A poem is worth A thousand pictures A life is worth A thousand paper cuts So, if I were to

I’ve long since stopped working on myself but I work overtime on my curated self

“You want fries with that?” used to be a line to mock the working poor How ironic that “You want fries with that?”

In school they put me in the gifted class but as one of my favorite teachers finally put it “There’s just something missing”

Politics has become another form of showbiz but while the showman should always leave them wanting more the politician knows to

Where once it was widely understoo… That the only way to defeat evil Is by defeating it Which is always possible because God is in control

I know how it must sound– A two-year long two—week lockdown— But let me expound And dish the lowdown: What we fear’s a hoedown

The mean streets of easy street Lack any meaning– To get there, try going crazy But everybody knows You’d be crazy to try

It’s hard to quantify change We keep running our equations Adding and subtracting everything… From everything we know about God And the numbers don’t add up–

More and more it feels as if we are teetering between 1984 and… but 84-33=51 bringing us to 1951 the actual lone year in question

They couldn’t have been more obvio… in their preparations for the surp… trusting that I was the type loathe to ruin my own surprise

No one can describe exactly What it was like When God spoke directly to all 2… At Mt. Sinai Because it was the only time

The most useful pawn is the one who believes himself king

I know what I want But do I want everyone else To know what I want That is the question

The most common form of fooling ourselves isn’t thinking we’ve got everyone fooled… It’s denial that we’ve fooled anyo…