Depth

Yeah baby you say you still love me
Even after the silent divorce, I ain't free
Ten long years of marriage, yeah five were hell
Said you just had to quit me, low tolls the bell

Time is an illusion, yeah simply man's invention
Our two glorious children became my utter salvation
They pulled me from the pit, from the brink of despair
Everything happens for a reason, doesn't matter if it's fair

I placed you high upon my plastered pedestal of love
Belief is the grandest thing I own, my treasure trove
Now I believe our faked failed love was never real
Cannot stop this mental train, I no longer feel

Do you see my deepest emotions that now come unbidden
Lifetime of pain long buried, no, it is no longer hidden
Self realization of wasted days, spent it with hard currency
Now each moments a pearl, savored in a sense of urgency

Pay the toll

Cigarette burns scar your arms, to hide the tracks, the trails of your tribulations.

Your beauty is dulled by your self-inflicted addiction.
Where once your soul resided, now is only a black hole, that sucks all life, and light from all your joy now.


Cigarette burns scar your arms, to hide the tracks, the trails of your tribulations.

Your body no longer a treasure, just all men's affliction.
Actions speak louder than words preached, have you adhered to your sage advice? Your eyes scream misery, while your mouth utters its unreal and auditioned role.


Cigarette burns scar your arms, to hide the tracks, the trails of your tribulations.

Victim you say you are, just a product of civilization. Society is where you lay the blame, let the world deal with it's own creation, you gave what you got, and that, as you say, is that. The down and out, the given out, the passed out, you take them all.

Strength

My soul soars with wings lifted by the hope that will never allow the ground to pull me down. I revel at my fortune, I thank God for all that he has blessed me with. I fly now over snow-kissed mountains, and the shaded valleys brilliant in there healthy vibrancy. The land is showing me her beauty, she is a patient teacher, willing to indulge her slower students. I turn my wings to the south, descending low to the hill lands. I marvel at the here-to-fore unimagined detail, and love put into the minutia. Every blade of grass, is glistening with the nectar of mornings dew.

Life's wisdom unfurls before my unguarded searching eyes.

Stronger because of my battles in the sky.

Indeed

Free shots abound, Dude you rock, I am a Powerhouse of harmonica aptitude.

LIGHTHOUSE

Been torn down by my own hands
Took my time, traveled the land
Mind is bleeding from the past
Sleep comes, but never lasts
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I see my future paved in stone
Each step I take must be alone
My inner minds eye seeks the key
Written words, are admitted destiny
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Time is my trapped fly on paper
Glued down wings, pinned to savor
The lazy wind carries my promise
Lifeless dreams, tears on the mist
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I killed the guilt, and still I stumbled
Lazy Cretan, my mid-thirties bumble
Children of mine are the Lighthouse Beacon
Thank you oh God for the soul that's seekin'

BACA Mission Statement

Bikers Against Child Abuse (BACA) exists with the intent to create a safer environment for abused children.

We exist as a body of Bikers to empower children not to feel afraid of the world in which they live. We stand ready to lend support to our wounded friends by involving them with an established, united organization.

We work in conjunction with local and state officials who are already in place to protect children.

We desire to send a clear message to all involved with the abused child that this child is part of our organization, and that we are prepared to lend our physical and emotional support to them by affiliation, and our physical presence.

We stand at the ready to shield these children from further abuse.
We do not condone the use of violence or physical force in any manner, however, if circumstances arise such that we are the only obstacle preventing a child from further abuse, we stand ready to be that obstacle.

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Adults Only - Bitches!

A Bitch is a Bitch

And I don't give a damn if she's poor or rich

A Bitch'll be your best friend - talk behind your back

Bout who's fuckin' who, and who's getting FAT

Now look at yourself for me, do you fall in this cat-e-gory

Or, are ya the kinda bitch that won't blink - cause you think, your shit don't stink

Well you're lucky I ain't had a motherfuckin' drink!!

Cause I'd down your ASS, and I'd clown your ASS

Cause all my MotherFuckers I hang with ain't rich ---- we all say FUCK YOU BITCH!!!


Author believed to be: Luke Skywalker

Friend

I count you as friend.

I can call you when I'm in a Mexican Jail. I will fight for your soul in hell.

I never judge or cast doubt. I won't ask you sister out.

I will drink your last beer. I never have to fear.

I will always need to hear, what I don't want to hear.

I call you friend.

I will be here for you when all is at an end.

Thank you for being my friend.