I've tasted quite a lot
the whole enchilada,
My anger is without,
sad cult in the Prada
Poems
Hate is the name of the game
Fueled by the reptilian brain
Minds on a much different plane
Unlike and yet quite the same
Hate is the name of the game
Bred by mad unrestrained shame
Chinwag the tip of the flame
Gossip the lark of the lame
Is black and black can be
A soulless raging flux
Of fail-safe storms at sea
The darkest park of me
Is raven as can be
A murky sullen tide
Of can't-miss misery
The lightest part of me
Is bright as bright can be
A soulful sunlit ball
Of sure-fire energy
The lightest part of me
Is lucent as can be
A carbon copy orb
Of far-flung mystery
What is evil?
Killing is evil, lying is evil, slandering is evil
abuse is evil, gossip is evil, envy is evil, hatred is evil
to cling to false doctrine is evil;...
And what is the root of evil?
Desire is the root of evil,...
Do not overate what you have received,
nor envy others. He who envies others
does not obtain peace of mind.
It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
Stop being angry at me
can't you see I can see?
Ire in your cobalt blues
play me sorrowful true
Another b'day for the big guy
Earl the Pearl Jay Williams
Our mi casa, su casa buddy
Up in his big brute bungalow
A b'day salute to the the big guy
Nephew of Esther Gram's Williams
Our PB Rec, summer league brother
Up there in hardwood hoop heaven
Before we were woke, we just didn't know
hate's the antithesis of enjoying the show!
When my awake evolved, then I could see
each cell 'tis such perfect reflection of we!
Jesus is a magic mushroom gatherer
stored by his side in a brown satchel.
Jesus cultivating the finest of ganga,
'tis the truest story I will always tell!
The briefness and brevity of mortal longevity
The starkness and nullity of insignificant me
At first inconceivable, beyond unbelievable
Ripe fruit decomposing beneath the hoar tree
I lost a daughter too
My fault what can I do
Let go the wrenching rage
That rips each faded page
Embrace the hallowed truth
That steals our sinless youth
For broken hearts get healed
When sweeter dreams are sealed
I lost a daughter too
But hope can see us through
Be glad for your life there 'tis only the one
and glad leads to happy my fortunate son!
I'm cannabis only, but don't misunderstand
I'm not some fool with my head in the sand
I'm cannabis only, no whiskey, cigs, or beer!
I'm grateful to Buddha for releasing my fear
I'm cannabis only, my memories did return!
I'm happy working cannabis's butter churn
