By Chuck McGlawn/Chuckest@aol.com
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I want a man, please not a creep
Send me just one, perhaps like dad
Not like the ones that I've had
One good man who's sweet as pie.
Who comes home at night and doesn't lie.
Who dresses neat and combs his hair
Who when I'm in need he'll be right there
Until I meet this Mr. Right
I'll be alone in bed each night.
My simple prayer will always be
That I'll wake with him next to me
But if I should die before I wake,
There won't be a wedding cake
Nor wedding vows or honeymoon.
No anniversary every June.
The single life is kinda nice
If I get married I'll pay the price
I'll wind up with a brain-dead troll
Who'll always hold the remote control
This single life works for me
I can be who I want to be
I won't need to fix my hair.
So never mind this stupid prayer.
Clocks slow to a crawl time creeps it's deceit
Some days lack ambition no spring in my seat
Pounding heart sure to cave won't endure it's fatigued
Need mighty endowment strength stability proceed
This pen hits the paper racing heart slowly calms
I believe in my words the sweat dries from my palms
Trembling hands quieten be sturdy as steel
I take a deep breath... Now to enjoy how I feel
Shane Aaron
Dec 7 2013
when all confidence has left you,
and you feel bereft of love,
forsaken by those who claimed they cared,
that's when i'll fit you like a glove.
i'll wait behind your neediness,
and use arrogance, he's my friend,
i'll have you projecting all of me
onto children, women, and men.
that's when i do my finest work,
and all of me i'll bring,
when others up and leave you,
i'll infect you, and do my thing.
my presence will be cunning,
my manipulation sly,
i'll have you wrapped around me,
you won't even ask yourself why.
the more of you i can consume,
the larger we become,
to contaminate all is what i want,
'cause YOUR pain, to me, is FUN!
a fiendish scowling wimp, you see,
a psychopath, my dear,
enjoying all your suffering,
your kidnapper...i'm fear.
10:07 AM 6/22/2013 ©
fear is the king
of a coward's delight,
fear rules illusions
that cloud all fools' sight,
fear wants compliance
adoration and praise,
fear becomes arrogance
when you challenge his gaze,
turning the tables around
can be bliss,
when I make friends with fear
his intentions I twist,
fear uses everyone
and makes them his slaves,
fear turns the souls
of some dead in their graves,
fear teases weaknesses
of youth and of old,
fear changes hearts of warmth
into stone cold,
fear is the god
that brings glory to killing,
fear is the god
that makes the spineless willing,
motivation of many is controlled by fear,
due to principles twisted,
and virtues unclear,
many will use fear,
unwilling to see,
their fears are controlling them
clear as can be,
if ever you see one who
worries too much,
believe it is fear that is
gaining their trust,
fear is a mirror
when we've lost our way,
that tells us "forget love, honey...
I'm your hero...please stay?"
misguided people fall into fear's rut,
they slip and fall in,
losing touch with their gut,
banish your worries
and live in the now,
To strongarm your fears,
honeybun, this is how!!
6:57 PM 6/19/2013 ©