For a Simple Applaud

Anyway the wind blows

There’s just nowhere to go

My nation under the shadows

Of men who should be swinging from the gallows,

The delusions have set in like ghosts

Making invisible residents you’d doubt the most

The powers that be the haughty hosts

Please, a little more Hemlock on my toast,

Wishing I could reach back in time

To turn back the events that would tarnish this rhyme

Bringing about as bitter a taste as lime

Dear Lord who committed this crime?

Now cloudy days I pray for

And cold rain upon the shore

Because there will be no knock upon my door

Only empty spirits in the night to explore,

Reach out to too many people and it becomes clear

Nobody wants you just don’t come near

It’s like being in the darkness unable to steer

Where’s all the family and the cheer?

At least I have my health I say

In a world turned cold and gray

While begging for the wrong women to stay

This lonely bed where I lay,

The way things are it seems quite odd

All happens when the truth is just a façade

When some of us are dying for a simple applaud

While some of us finally find God.