Dictators 

Within the perimeters

of anything

a dictator dwells,

rules and expects

total allegiance

and only when we slip

can we determine

how dictatorial

our dictator can be.

Outside the perimeter

where no dictators dwell

we yearn for one

nevertheless.

Lost Souls

I think souls are lost

unaware

and bodies left behind

to fair

the beastly mind

that dare

call itself holy and right

and guide nations

it might

in foaming greed,

unnatural need 

for it’s all

a beast can know.

My Crazy World

I’m inspired

by a crazy world.

The crazier the better

inspires the poem,

the art, the letter,

the continual quest

to find what’s true

inspires and makes me

 crazier than you.

So let it roll

you crazy f**k.

If you were perfect

there’d be no luck

and that dear world 

would truly suck.

So let it roll

I’m here again,

no hope, no home

not even a friend

on the edge of nothing

I look within

and staring back

with a fiendish grin

my crazy world.

by Dave