I’m a Con Man

Dec 19

I’m a con man, a gangster,
I will sell you this pill.
I will fool you and bribe you,grim reaper
And tempt you – I will.
 
I’m a surgeon, so invasive,
I will slice my way in.
I get deep in your wallet,
And under your skin.
 
I’m a lover and a hairdo,
And a car you must have,
And I tug on your heart strings,
‘Till you want me so bad.
 
I’m a restaurant, your new shoes,
But I’m not who you think,
I am slippery and smooth,
Like a happy hour drink.
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I’m your ego, half a minute,
I’m a very good liar,
I’m the ad on your TV,
And I’m spreading desire.  

 

 

Copyright 2013 Steve Dahl

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No Grudges Did he Hold – A Tribute to Nelson Mandela

Dec 09

 A young attorney fights for,
Beliefs he felt so strong,
His color caused him trouble,
For which he’d pay so long.
 
Apartheid was the problem,
A very ugly face,
It terrorizes colors,Nelson_Mandela-2008 Wikpedia
And separates the race.
 
This system of oppression,
Repressed all but a few,
This one refused submission,
There’s something that he knew.
 
He knew revenge was futile,
And violence would not pay,
For nearly three long decades,
They kept him locked away.
 
He chipped away at boulders,
While serving all those days,
His faith it never waivered,
To follow peaceful ways.
 
He left the prison boldly,
No grudges did he hold,
White prison guards beside him,
A sight we still behold.
 
He soon became the leader,
And freedom quickly spread,
He fathered new democracy,
Apartheid now is dead.
 
His legacy went global,
Respect went off the charts,
He brought together races,
He brought together hearts.
 
Mandela as a black man,
Had enemies that were white,
He showed us we can do this,
Our world can now unite.
 
Copyright 2013 Steve Dahl 
 
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God Left You in Charge!

Dec 08

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God left you in charge,
Of your life and your biz,
If you’re not in control,
Then tell me who is?
 
You have brains in your head,
You have choices galore,
You have hands on your arms,
You have feet on the floor.
 
 So excuses are easy,
And your stories are quaint,
And your hind end’s for sitting,
But your life surely ain’t.
 
So decide what you want,
Or you’re destined to lose,
If you don’t take charge,
Someone else gets to choose!
 
Copyright 2013 Steve Dahl
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