Class Clown, Rebel, Activist and Poet
not afraid to tell politicians and other lairs to stow it
I speak my mind
and in holding cells across America I have done my time
To our corrupt system I flip a broken peace sign
and spit on the altar of money they use as their shrine
I had my party boy days
and know first hand about "purple haze"
screwed more relationships than Walt Chamberlain did women
drank enough booze to make a man made lake to swim in
smoked so much weed that if were a cloud it would be bigger than the ozone layer
when it comes to cards I am a damn good poker player
in the 80's and 90's I snorted a mountain of Cocaine the size of Peru
Lord I am glad with those days I am through
my life has had more plot twist and turns than the clover leaf on the LA Freeway
GOD was in the back of my mind and in my heart even when from him I did stray
I never took a wife
but I have led a full life
when my time come to it's end
I hope at least one person can say to them I was a true friend
*Kudos and Credit to Robert Frost for his poem "The Road Not Taken."
His excellent poem has inspired me both as a person and as a poet.