Debter

There’s no liberation like desolation,

That second life that comes after the fall,

Inspiration, trials and tribulations,

They come home,

When there is no money left at all.

And now after the bubble comes growth,

The correction has left the math squared,

And brought new understanding to the understating impaired.

No credit no trust,

It’s just feed or bust,

Grow new or rust,

New success calculus,

No room for failure

And in God we trust

I don’t care about your check,

Yeah I signed it sir,

But you see there’s no cash left,

So your demand is absurd,

I’m gonna succeed,

And I’ll try to pay,

But you can squeeze stones,

And just be broke all day.

Kick rocks motherfucker,

Cause I’m tryin to work,

So pick up a shovel and get digging,

Or hit the road jerk.

Sending song

Still can’t escape the darkness,

But it doesn’t matter,

Let it win or move on.

So here,

Facing an iridescent glow,

I go.

Beacon

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And in the distance resurrection lay,

A point on the horizon.

In between were shame, defeat and loathing,

But the point was still there.

Beyond today,

A beacon,

Roaring defiance at the gloaming,

And urging on to swim back against the tide.