Month: September 2019

Chuckie’s Puddle

by Andrew Joyce

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I’d Rather Not Plagiarize

by Andrew Joyce

There’s a story I wanted to write, but this guy tells it so much better than I ever could:

Well I’ve seen the devil
And I’ve seen the light
And I know the difference
Between wrong and right
But there still are times
When it’s so hard to tell
If I’m going the wrong way
To heaven or hell

Cause I’ve been a sinner
And I’ve been a saint
There’s a few things I ain’t done
And a few things I can’t
I was this close to heaven when I slipped and fell
Between a rock and a hard place
Between heaven and hell

Cause I have been lost
And I have been found
I’ve been a square
And I’ve been around
I’m down on my knees
At the heartbreak hotel
Begging for directions
Between heaven and hell

Cause I’ve been a sinner
And I’ve been a saint
There’s a few things I ain’t done
And a few things I can’t
I was this close to heaven when I slipped and fell
Between a rock and a hard place
Between heaven and hell

Lord I’m down here on my knees
At some old hotel
Asking for directions
To heaven or hell

 

I Have No Time

by Andrew Joyce

 

I have no time for the likes of the Kardashians. I have no time for Monday Night Football where young men have their brains turned to mush. I’m on a trek. I’m trying to make it to the light.

I have no time for Twitter. I have no time for the inane. I’m just passing through this life. Here today, gone tomorrow.

I have no time for advertisements that treat me as though I’m an idiot.

I have no time for Walmart or their like who will not pay its workers a living wage.

I have no time for a religion that teaches hate.

I have no time for patriots. They hurt my head.

I have no time for the bullshit of our times.

I have no time for fear.

I do have time for love.

I love to see people going about their lives.

I love to see children in their youthful exuberance.

I love to see the green of the summer leaves.

I love to see the yellow of a summer sun shining on the green summer grass.

I love to see the white of the cold winter snow that lies before me.

I love to see the orange and pink of a setting sun.

I love the quiet of the deep woods.

I love the songs of birds in the morning.

I love the chirp of the crickets in the night.

I love the light of the stars as they sparkle in my eyes in the deep of night.

I love life.