Fries and Fried

It's 9:48
The hours seem to be getting late
You can sense the omnipresence of fate
The inevitability of the weight
the stress
the pressure
the uncertainty
It's makes us wanna
scream
panic
fear
The reason? Is clear.
---->The "American Dream" is near
And our fates it holds dear

We wish to make a difference
.....After we get that job
......After we get that debt paid
.......After that promotion
-----> Those afterthoughts are such a commotion!

We lose our clarity
We lose our vision
We lose ourselves

9 weeks ago, we had a plan
we had courage
we had resolve
But in that time,
we lost our mind
we lost our way
We lost it All.

Sure, someone will get that job but not me
Sure, someone will make a difference but not me
I'm just trying to survive
I'm just trying to not fail.

But, avoiding failure isn't what you are about.

That. Right there.
THAT is what you should SHOUT. 
Right here. Right now.
Shout it--
SCREAM IT!
But, most of all. believe it

Believe you can make that difference
that you can do it
that you WILL do it

That vision is still there
unleash it.
go on a tear
I dare you. 

Why I go to Parties.

Why I go to parties, you ask?
not so that I can take a swig from a flask
and have to wear a fascade and mask
of stupor, inebriation, and intoxication
I go to parties for the same reason as a vacation
To relax, to enjoy, to savor the moment!

But, another reason I go I hold dear
one that is the idea of preventing tears
--it is truly every mom's worst fear
that their son or daughter
will be caught in the slaughter
and after that there is no laughter

because lives are lost or friendships ripped apart
amid all these broken parts
it is the bottle that rips them apart

FOR WHAT?
lucidity, nerves, or the taste
it just become a disgrace
that men become boys and women like girls
this is a thought that makes me want to hurl

What happened to happiness or peace
or the idea of those with the most are those with the least?

SEIZE and end the nonsense before it is too late
I don't want to have to remember this date
because of its association with hate

I want to remember a great day with some of my mates
We chose our own fates--it is important to be social and relate
So drop the bottle if what it creates
the things that your momma would hate