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Everyman today by Ken Greenley
Everyman Today Everyman is a powerful force Unstoppable in fact If he knows he’s everyman The problem today is Everyman Watches too much TV listens to too much talk radio Gets all his information solely from corporate-owned american sources So Continue reading Everyman today by Ken Greenley
Really big steps by Ken Greenley
Really Big Steps I can’t fly in my dreams But I can take really big steps I mean huge Like a whole football field Long soaring strides Carry me when I sleep I can’t fly in my dreams But I Continue reading Really big steps by Ken Greenley
So much less than us by Ken Greenley
So Much Less Than Us Most people (especially TV announcers) usually talk about the war In terms of our brave soldiers over there Who have invaded somebody else’s country, Hardly anyone thinks Of the killed and wounded over there, Or Continue reading So much less than us by Ken Greenley
Creed by Ken Greenley
Magnetic colfax by Ken Greenley
Smiley’s Laundromat on Colfax Avenue | (c) 2004 Trevor Brown, Jr., Rich Clarkson & Associates from Colorado 24/7. MAGNETIC COLFAX Whenever I’m downtown I feel an irresistible force pulling me toward Colfax Avenue like metal filings to a magnet Magnetic Continue reading Magnetic colfax by Ken Greenley
The bees don’t want that monsanto food by Ken Greenley
The Bees Don’t Want That Monsanto Food Now the bees are disappearing all over the world There are those who say that the reason is They don’t like those genetically modified crops brought to us by Monsanto So now these Continue reading The bees don’t want that monsanto food by Ken Greenley
Miriam Halliday Borkowski by Ken Greenley
Don’t fall in by Ken Greenley
DON’T FALL IN I remember well the times I was sent up to work with the guys in Bulk Manufacturing Way up on the third floor of the cosmetics factory Where I worked the graveyard shift as a young man Continue reading Don’t fall in by Ken Greenley
Night shift poem by Ken Greenley
Painting by Ernest Fiene night shift poem Beams of the setting sun awaken us into action moonrise our call to arms as shadows spread, and darkness fills the window We put on our uniforms and our game faces again preparing Continue reading Night shift poem by Ken Greenley