STARTING AGAIN

A fresh new wind 

Change has come again

Starting over

Looking back to the soul

A plea for the pain to go

Gone is a world of words

Time to recreate that life

Lost are the words

No idea were they have gone

Must start all over

Count the pages

Count the words

Count the pain

It's all gone

Hear my prayer

A fresh thought

Why is their still pain?

Starting over again

©Copyright 1996 Thomas Dooley

AUGUST RAINS

August rains are falling

People are calling your name

Through the sadness and the pain

A glimmer of hope shines through the rain

A young boy down and out

No where to go but down

He listens for the sound

That will bring out the power in him

Someone, everyone searching for better way

Got to keep on working, no time to play

Should I go, should I stay?

When will it be my day?

So can’t you hear the August rains?

Listen to the people say your name

August Rains are not a storm

They are gentle and warm

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016

SHAKE IT LIKE IT’S FAKE

Look in the mirror don’t like what you see

Using tattoos like a clown’s makeup

Jus to hide those scars and lies

Shake it like it’s fake

Clorox is too dark for you

Don’t like your face / your chest /  your hair

Why should anyone care while you put things / that don’t belong there

Now you don’t look the same that is a damn shame

Shake it like it’s fake

Got a balloon in your booty

Someone got in your ear

Now you can’t hear the truth

Just running around like a fool

Shake it like it’s fake

Saying things like you know but you got no soul

You say you make art but you have no heart

Speak before you think

You’re not as great as you perceive

Shake it like it’s fake

A few words used over and over don’t make a song

Talent and creativity can’t be faked

When being fake is all you make

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016