Love Song (Songwriter's Strike)

If you're up and on your way,
I won't write for you to stay.

Won't be your instrument to play
And I won't strum for you today.

If you're up and out to leave,
With heartache that will not be eased.
I know a love song's what you need,
But I will grant you no reprieve.

If all I hear is, "Leaving... leaving..."
Then I'mma need a better reason
To write the love song that you pray,
So I won't write you, not today.

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A spoken word cover (remix?) of Sara Bareilles - Love Song.  She was all sassy with the original, I was trying to go melancholy with this one but it came out sounding kinda menacing.  I think my voice makes everything sound menacing :(  

Oedipus Wrecks: Megalomania (Everybody wants to rule the world)

To my dearest shipwrecked Oedipus,

Everybody wants to rule the world.
As if somehow we'd do a better job.
Those established fools should bow and scrape to us.
And campaign oaths, they prove such vanity.
In four year's time, so dutifully we vote
again--the spiral gains momentum fast.
Too big too perfect world, it can't be ruled.
Yet Lao-tzu's sage advice ungrasped, unheard.
'Cause even on our best behavior
Turn our back to Mother Nature
Think ourselves some kind of savior.
Everybody wants to rule the world.

So welcome to your life, the one way street.
And there's no turning back, no trading.
Don't worry, even having someone else's life
We wouldn't live it any better, prob'ly worse.
'Cause even reap another's fields, we sow
our own in spring, the autumn harvest too familiar:
Antigone, how can it be? Again?!
So dry, dry, dry those eyes, don't sigh that
Nothing ever lasts forever.
Pleading, grant us just a measure.
Of some freedom and of pleasure.
Everybody wants to rule the world.

The design that I decide is my remorse.
And from these shambles help me make the most.
Yet there comes no echo, no reply, so I
Wallow in this indecision
Cloudy, lacking further vision.
Subject to my own derision.
Everybody wants to rule the world.

And, "There's a room where light won't find you."
A fantasy, how can it be, much more?
There's no wall that won't come tumbling down.
Holding hands, as sands pour inexorably.
And when they do... I'll be right behind you.
Everybody wants to rule the world.

Sincerely yours...

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The third edition in my Oedipus series... so as you probably know I'm not really up on pop culture like at all, but I somehow heard Lorde's cover of "Tears for Fears - Everybody Wants to Rule the World", which is more menacing sounding than the original.  I like menacing, so I thought I could do a menacing one too in poem form, but it ended up coming out lighter (not light, but lighter, for me... it's relative, leave me alone!) but it's just as well I have so much menacing sounding works anyway. I tried to challenge myself by doing it in mostly iambic pentameter.  Here's Lorde's cover if you're as behind as me and just now heard it.