The Bank of Resentment

May 2, 2015

I walked barefoot to Alaska
Hoping I could please you
And with every single step
Resentment grew and grew

Gave up everything in life
Just to make you happy
So it’s totally your fault
That I feel so crappy

I’m a walking sacrifice
I carry my own cross
There’s masochistic gain
In every single loss

Existing just for others
Is how I seek contentment
I keep a full account
At the bank of resentment

by Richard W. Bray

You Can’t Collect Abstractions

April 26, 2015

You can’t send a box of sunshine
You can’t buy a pound of poise
You can’t purchase piles of pleasure
For deserving girls and boys

You can’t load a truck with love
You can’t take a piece of peace
You can’t give a ton of trust
To your nephew or your niece

You can’t hold a heap of hope
You can’t grab a jar of joy
You can’t harness all the happy
That your family might enjoy

You can’t find a font of freedom
You can’t choose a can of cheer
You can’t collect abstractions
But they exist when they are here

by Richard W. Bray

Dippy Dippy Dappy

April 21, 2015

You said that
I was boney
You can’t ride
My pony

You said I
Was a fool
Don’t swim
In my pool

Neener Neener Neener Neener
Neener Neener New
You weren’t nice to me
I won’t be friends with you

You said that
I’m unstable
Don’t come sit
At my table

You said that
I look funny
You can’t
Pet my bunny

Neener Neener Neener Neener
Neener Neener New
You weren’t nice to me
I won’t be friends with you

Maybe I
Should try again
Do you wanna
Be my friend?

Dippy Dippy Dippy Dippy
Dippy Dippy Dappy
Give someone another chance
And you will be more happy

by Richard W. Bray

Don’t Beat Yourself Up

April 18, 2015

Life’ll wallop your desire
Life’ll sock you in the eye
Life’ll set your guts on fire
Life’ll make you wanna cry

Don’t beat yourself up
Don’t put yourself down
Just keep your head up
And try and stay above ground

Life’ll pulverize your wishin
Life’ll shatter your heart
Life’ll tackle your ambition
Life’ll tear your world apart

Don’t beat yourself up
Don’t put yourself down
Just keep your head up
And try and stay above ground

Life’ll crumble your dreams
Life’ll brutalize your soul
Life’ll make you wanna scream
Life’ll detonate your goals

Don’t beat yourself up
Don’t put yourself down
Just keep your head up
And try and stay above ground

by Richard W. Bray

Skweeples

April 15, 2015

Skweeples aren’t people
Their foreheads are blue
They eat with their noses
And talk with them, too

Skweeples aren’t people
They laugh with their ears
They sleep upside down
And cry purple tears

Skweeples aren’t people
Their bodies are green
They play in the swamp
And they hate to be clean

Skweeples aren’t people
They live in old cars
They drink stagnant water
And eat lice and tar

Skweeples aren’t people
But they love each other
On Saturday night
They all call their mother

People aren’t skweeples
That’s easy to see
I don’t bother them
And they don’t bother me

Skweeples are skweeples
They do what they do
They belong in the open
Not locked in a zoo

by Richard W. Bray

There Are No Little People

April 8, 2015

Why swagger, then?
The Gnat’s supremacy is large as Thine —

Emily Dickinson


I’m an influential person
I’ve got important things to do
I have a giant office
And I don’t have time for you

I’m an influential person
I am big and you are small
I have a slew of little people
Waiting at my beck and call

I’m an influential person
People do the things I say
If you aren’t here to serve me
Then please just go away

Pardon my existence
I don’t mean to waste your time
I’m here to serve some papers
You’ve been accused of heinous crime

Some of your endowments
Are certainly excessive
But your wisdom and compassion
Are not at all impressive

It’s a silly, silly man
Who does not realize
There are no little people
And souls don’t have a size

by Richard W. Bray

Don’t Wanna Tell Nobody What to Do

April 4, 2015


Figuring out just who
I wanna be
Is a burden
On my sensibility

I try to take
Responsibility
For how my deeds
Affect society

But every move
A person ever makes
Ripples like a stone
Dropped in a lake

So please don’t ask me
What you oughta do
It’s exhausting and it’s
Time-consuming too

Don’t wanna tell nobody
What to do
I’ll just be me and
You can just be you

by Richard W. Bray

Figure it out

March 31, 2015


You’re a real sweet guy
You treat a lady right
So let’s get together
And warm up the night
I’m ready to romp
I’m ready to rumble
I’m ready to hit
The hay for a tumble

I can’t say
If we’re gonna work out
So let’s have some fun
While we figure it out

We can give it a go
And keep sweet company
Before we start sharing
Our whole history
Are you ready for me?
Cuz I’m ready for you
But I ain’t in the mood
For an interview

I can’t say
If we’re gonna work out
So let’s have some fun
While we figure it out

Dust That Lives

March 29, 2015

aaaaaaaaaaaaaastar

You live awhile
And then you’re dead
And everything
You did and said
Disappears without a trace
Welcome to the human race
Your days will wither
Down to dust
In wind and rain
And fire and rust
Stars burn hard
And then they’re gone
Their residue
Goes living on

Fire breathes
And ashes give
The universe is
Dust that lives

by Richard W. Bray

Serious Like Me

March 17, 2015

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakids

I was born to be a grownup
And I really dislike
The senseless sound and frolic
Of a gaggle of tykes

I’m a serious man
I do serious things
Got no time for games
Got no songs to sing

The stupid mirth and vigor
Of a roomful of youth
Annihilate my comfort
Like you’re drilling my tooth

I’m a serious man
I got books to read
Can’t tolerate those noisy
Little buckets of need

Living in a world
Of squalor and pain
Kids can make amusement
But it’s not very sane

So cut the happy hoopla
And the hullabaloo
Be serious like me
And miserable, too

by Richard W. Bray


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