What would this be without a song

We are dying since the day we are born
told we should do things this way and that
but think for ourselves
 but don't question the "facts"

We can be anything we want to be

the haves are always so negative about
the have nots not being  positive
this makes lifes little ledger full of red

disease disappears but sometimes it comes back stronger
we supposedly came from apes but there are hints that
 we came from a leap that is much longer
but that is not often said

isn't it annoying being told what you need

if you don't think outside that box you live in
someone will bury you in the life you've been given
Find your own rules and earn where you belong
What would this be
without a song?

Email takes the postmans job
big box stores eat mom and pop alive
the internet makes it easy to publish
but authors will starve while web stocks thrive

 is anyone really making any money

it seems like the money is  moving from one place to another
workers making less and less
todays winner just made back what he lost yesterday
looks more and more like the future is a running guess

stocks are all a bubble,
 it is all speculation for guestimations  sake
sure looks like the whole economy
 is going to do another double take

if you don't think outside that box you live in
someone will bury you in the life you are given
Find your own rules and earn where you belong
What would all this be
without a song??
Aren't we all just trying to prove some asshole wrong?

Written , owned, published by Mark Burkenbine November 30, 2013
Copyright 2013 Mark Burkenbine

Wantrepreneur

Got a few book ideas
some lyrics written down
another business never started
no investors found

No plans in place
I am told talk is cheap
Just words on paper
Faith is such a leap

Hard to walk the wire without a net
so many ideas but nobody to convince yet
have to get dirty
shovel and maneuver

Nobody wants to be the wantrepreneur.

da da da da...da da da
da da da da   da da da

Written, created, published by Mark Burkenbine November 26, 2013
Copyright 2013 Mark Burkenbine

Silent Song

Can you hear the silent song?
They are coming to take my car away.
That's OK.
It has no purpose anymore

Can you hear the silent song?
Bill collectors calling all the time
It's a sign..It's always me vs.
another swinging door

Can you hear the silent song?

I'm writing songs as my world
comes down around me.
I'll believe in me.
They can take it all away.
It's OK.
I'm writing it down in my phone, but I'm
late paying the bill.

Can you hear the silent song?
That nobody sings still
or is it like that tree that falls in the woods?
Am I like a tree that nobody hears but should?
Am I a silent tree standing but someone wishes
I would...
fall.

Can you hear the silent song?
It's really not about me It's not
but they are coming to take my car away.
It's OK.
It's gone
Can you hear a silent song?
It's OK. It's mine.
I can hear it loud and clear
and in my time
It's OK..you are all fucking wrong.
Go listen to the music in your own head then.
World is full of people making static.
Can't you hear the silent song?
Animals can.

Written, created published by Mark Burkenbine November 26, 2013
Copyright 2013 Mark Burkenbine

Thinning of the Herd

A home without a family
is a house without a soul

Satan is lower middle management
compared to a wall street CEO

Our wars seem staged
every so many years

Ever wonder if a truth
hides behind our fears

Politicians hide behind the word
Pay attention, to the math
This is a slow thinning of a large herd

We keep living longer, almost twice a graceless age
Keep earning less and less of a living wage

Old believers hide behind the word
Pay attention, do the math
history says this is a thinning of the herd

Fast food is killing us
while processed food is filling us
but we only think we are going to die

We live twice as long
cause Dr and business says
we are worth more alive

The economics of it all is diabolical
economy is built on healthcare, market share, a wall street dare
and a false idols word
Look at history, do your math, follow the path
the slaughter and masters scare
It's another thinning of the herd

You work hard and you think you know what's going on
The best mousetrap ever built
just look for the cheese and try to stand the falls

Government, church and business have got you by the balls

It's in the history, the math and the stories you all know
We let all this happen again and again
and we shall be reaped by what we let sow.

Written, created, published by Mark Burkenbine , November 26, 2013.
Copyright 2013 Mark Burkenbine

Deadbeat Dad Song. Deadbeat I did not want to be

I watch my kids
never take my advice
make the same mistakes
more than twice

why won't they listen
why is there no respect for me
would it be because
I walked out on the family

I've made my mistakes
it's true I know
but i'd never ever send you
down the road I chose

It doesn't matter if his life is great or hits the skids
EVERY Father wants it to be better for his kids

I didn't  have a plan  ,to be a better man
didn't bend, so no breaks to catch
There
are no
401 K
funds to match

Kids I haven't seen, owe taxes to the government
no life , health or dent  --for me
working night and day to find a way

I'm still the deadbeat I didn't want to be

I think I owe
everyone I ever met
I'm still trying to live up to their bet
working on something, all of my time, and yet
It's true what they say
you are a slave to your debt

how'd I wind up here
i'm not loose, lazy, or fancy free
but I have become the deadbeat

that I did not want to be

Look in the mirror
and what do I see

I'm a deadbeat, and my kids won't listen to me.


I am twice the man I used to be
but still not half the man I want my kids to see.

Baby, I was born to......fail. Just call me Chuckles

written published and owned by Mark Burkenbine on November 10,2013
Copyright November 10, 2013 Mark Burkenbine

Laundry, death, & taxes

I smile when I can
These are the best times I've ever had
Mind is sharp, body is stronger
Except,
It doesn't care if I am happy
It doesn't care when

It doesn't care if it is peaceful
Or with a fight

I've tried so hard to improve
On my faults,choices, life
Pick my fights and numbers I add
Days are short when I need them longer
So many projects to finish and begin

It doesn't care if its peaceful
Or with a fight
Something is under my skin
And it's taking a bigger bite

For the first time I realize I may not succeed
Despite the effort of a lifetime
It doesn't care of my love for all I hold dear
It doesn't care how I feel when you are near

We will lose.
It will win.
You can't run
Fight, begin

Sometimes there is only the end.

Laundry ,death, & taxes
Stop digging deeper
Laundry, death, & taxes
Nothing leaves you feeling cheaper

How will your health fare
In a world of pretend
Nerves exposed and bare
To what is eating the soul beneath your skin

There are days
I could die
From the thought
Of that pain

written and owned by Mark Burkenbine copyright November 8, 2013

A Thank You Card

Hope is not lost
because foolish pride
has finally set sail

Thank you,  for
reminding me that
silly dogs chase their own tail


Can't get ahead
while looking behind
I'll never rest again

Gladly do more than I can

I have everything
I will ever need
It's mine
and I get to carry that with me

I'll never
have to rest again

I'll never
HAVE to win

It's a feeling
that can't be forgotten

I married
my best friend

It feels as if
I'll never have
 to rest again

unless I want to

This must be the peaceful
that I never knew

Who
would think peace
is an energy, a fuel
Thankful for you

Love you Amy

Written , owned and published November 1, 2013 by Mark Burkenbine
Copyright 2013 Mark Burkenbine