Brains, Beauty and Brawn
Hey, that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I’m about.
A date, that’s not what’s great,
What’s great at any rate,
Is the relationship that dictates,
Our friendship that is true…
Hey, that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am about.
First it’s secrets that are told,
Then its Ferbes that are sold,
We hop in our Trac when told,
For our evening we pursue…
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
As we learn and time will pass,
our parties they’re a gas,
and each other we harass,
the thing remembered will be you…
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
We grow to depend on each other,
and the friendship becomes a brother,
and the bonding like no other,
the separation will soon be due.
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
Hold on to me real tight,
as someday it will feel like night,
because my brother will be out of sight,
remember that, I love you…
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
Listen dear friends take my hand,
and wherever you go understand,
there is no ocean and no land,
that memory will subdue…
Hey, that’s how I feel, Hello that’s what “WE” were all about!
(Dedicated to my daughter, and her two high school buddies endearingly called, ‘Brains, Beauty, Brawn’.)
copyrighted: 1999 CMM
Another Place
I walk upon the canvas
the gray and green elephants
walk around me.
Always in dimensional lights
of bright and then dim
the gathering of familiar faces
was all that I could see.
I look to see upstairs to find
and you were not there.
I continued down the stairs
the face of your adversary
standing fatter and pompous.
A distant call was hung into space
I heard the gritty sound of ignorance,
I heard the sound of disgrace.
I never saw but knew.
I asked this fatter one where,
where were you?
He turned to another and gave directions
I could no longer contain the pain,
as I beat upon his chest and
cried with years of disdain…
Yeats

