Ambition
Give me a job
A woman and a prefab house
Give me a pension I can gain
Let me have a couple of kids
A faithful dog
Then let me explain.
I want a life
A real good wife
A family and a job
I want to put my kids through college.
Someday I’ll retire and play
Have fun with my grands
Even my Greats
Maybe travel a bit.
Hold it Right There……(Tuvan singing)
I hear it, (coping hand to ear)…It’s breath!
Let’s live and let live.
Hold it buddy, get off a my case
Get off a my case
Get off a my case.
Hold it buddy right there.
See you comin’ cross the parking lot
A bible in your hand
Headin’ right straight towards me
Ah said, “Hold it right there, man,
Hold it buddy right there.
Cool it!
I don’t want to hear that shuck and jive every day
That I’m alive
Everybody talkin’ bout heaven aint goin’ there”
And some of us already been
If you got something itching on you
Just scratch on your own damn skin.
It’s Her Body
What poem could I write
To express my disgust
At the loss of a Right
For a woman to decide
Whether she should or wants
To give birth?
“It’s her body,” Uncle Sam would scream
Shaking his old bald head
Marveling at how obvious that right should be.
Why should it be decided by others
That you Must be Mothers?!
Is it you're body Woman?
Do you relinquish your Right
To the state or the church?
None of this is Necessary.
A woman can decide for Herself!
