The Banks Of America

The Banks Of America
Say they’ll be fair to ya

They will hold your hand
When you buy some land

Telling you it will all be fine
As they take every last dime

You get your bill and wonder why it’s so large
Were they going to mention the other charge?

How could they sell you this piece of pavement
When all of your money goes to the payment

You try to get help, ask them to reconsider
You try to save funds you fire the sitter

You drop all the extras the Cable, the Gym
You play the lottery, hoping you’ll win

You try to make money any way that you can
You sell things online, you come up with new plans

You beg with the banks, you promise you plead
“We’ll do anything just lower the payments please”

They tell you “We’ll work with you, don’t worry it will be OK”
“Don’t pay your mortgage, we’ll help you with your loan one day”

You jump through their hoops, you juggle, you sing
You perform for them, in hopes that they’ll see

You do what they ask, filling out books of forms
Time passes, and the sunshine turns to storms

Finally it comes the verdict is in
Sorry they say, “You didn’t win”

Your house is for sale, you need to move out
We don’t care if your sad, please don’t pout

Your credit is now crap there is nothing to do
We knew all along that we would screw you

We have sold your place for half of what you owe
Our insurance still covers us, our profits will still grow

If we start to fail, if our income drops too low
It won’t matter the government will help us float


Dark Invader

She woke up in the darkness of the early morning.
To a weird sound, she thought it was pouring

She was disoriented, she was confused
She felt a bit lost, not sure what to do

Slowly she rose from the bed she laid in
Walking in the darkness to the bathroom

No lights were needed, she knew the route
Not sure why she was up,  she started to pout

Once inside she flipped on the light
Only to find there was nothing in sight

A cloud of grey was all she could see
It crowded every corner and hid the sink

Confused, she felt she must still be sleeping
It must be a dream, was she Sleep walking

She wondered what surrounded her
She wondered if she should get on the floor

She reached for the doorknob of the door she just walked in
She could barely see it, the blackness of the air was so thick

Back to the bedroom it was more of the fog
Her lover still lay in bed, out like a log

She could barely see him through the cloud
Her eyes started to water, her head started to pound

She tried to wake her lover but he wouldn’t budge
She turned on the light and gave him another nudge

He started to wake up, irritated with her
To him everything was just as unclear

Her nose was burning, her throat was in pain
As reality finally hit her and she looked for the flame

She ran to the front door and opened it wide
She turned back to see the smoke pouring out from the inside

It flowed like a river from the door frame to the sky
She was mesmerized by the sight of it circling up high

It danced with the clouds and played with the wind
The smoke poured out of the house never wanting to end

She begged her lover to just get out of the house
As he looked for the fire, it was the cheese and he was the mouse

Fear rose in her as she watched her dark invader waft away
That’s when she realized they could have died that day

Stolen Heart

You try to sooth her
You try to fix her
You wrap her in your warm cloak
While trying to mend her wounds
But she is not all there
Part of her has been gone for many moons
Holding close to what she used to know
Holding on tight to what bounds her
Her sweet stolen heart
Its residence is now unknown
Wrapped up with barbwire ties
Somewhere encased in a cold tomb
Suffering alone
With each beat it rips from the punctures of its containment
With each beat it bleeds
It pours the love it has from it and drains into the darkness
You can try to sooth her
You can try to fix her
But she is not all there

Coloring Project – The Frog


2010 Summer Reading List

Sookie Stackhouse, the complete stories A touch of Dead
Finger Prints & Facelifts
His First Wife, Gracce Octavia
The promise of happiness, Justin Cratwright
Silk & Shadows
The Honey Thief
The marriage
Ya ya Sisterhood book # 3
The Other Boleyn Girl
Wishful Drinking, Carrie Fisher
3 book flower series by Nora Roberts
The Kept woman
Twlight book # 4
twlight book #3

Coloring Project – The Swan