Keep The Line Moving

there’s no time to stop or hesitate

or to contemplate your fate

the line must keep moving along

no sense of right or wrong

the line keeps moving everyday

never making any headway

in a society of strangers

afraid of dangers

lines are crossed and people die

not even knowing why

everyone keeps moving the line

looking for a sign

a guiding light

through the dark night

for inspiration

and salvation


Nonsense in the Key of See

New York Babylon

politicians who don’t get along

parades of stupidity by the deplorably strong

images that are just plain wrong

freedom is facing a swansong

swing low and bang the bong

racists don’t belong

shades of King Kong

a saint in a sarong

pimps playing ping pong

the growing throng

you might as well come along

after all, we all belong