TAKE A SMOKE

Saw a man taking a smoke, I took it for a joke.
He said, "times are hard and he is broke."
He looked at me and took another smoke.
We are all going to die anyway, as he puffs away.

Yes, we are all going to die anyway.
It does feel good that we are going to die anyway.
Knowing that is the case, why are you stressed anyway?
He asked me, "What do I care? It is his life."

The only comfort he has, is going up in smoke.
As he draws another puff, looking cool.
So now smoke is your work mule?
It makes him feel good and lively up the mood.
Looked into his eyes and realized, there is no one their.
The eyes are the window to the soul.

This man is alive but is so cold, even to his own self.
Not all of the produce in the shop are sold off the shelf.
Time has expired, now he feels like he is garbage.
None perishable goods, what are you?
Don't loose your footing and try to join smoke.
Smoke raises high, and yes we are all going to die.
Some die looking for a pie in the sky.

AT THE BAZAAR

My grandparents never let me miss a church bazaar
They would give me a ten dollar or twenty dollar
That is when the churches take part in the bizarre
Like selling alcohol and gambling games sexually explicit novels etc...
That's when a person could meet people who don't even go to church
The two main bazaar's were by the Catholic and Anglican church
They had the bigger denominations

Now the bazaar for me has a different meaning.
Instead of walking with money I am happy I learnt a few Psalms
The bazaar has gotten more bizarre than what I am used to
Instead of money in the wallet have to walk with a page out of the bible
When the tongue gets twisted and words are no more fluent
A little honey and clover with a page out of the bible goes well
It makes the words sweet and loosen up the tongue

I no longer feel up girls at the back of the church
I pay to watch them dance on stage
People really don't change, they just get better or worst at what they do
Going to the bazaar has just gotten a little more bizarre that's all