They gave us the new society.
Without asking if we cared.
The techno- crat mentality.
Might prevent just one who dared.

Creating is a two way street.
With no one on the corner.

Deciding is a better task.
Of basking just past any alone.

He speaks of peace and promises.
He speaks of things most true.

We wake in a mourning of the body politic.
Was meant-By/For me and you.

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Look me in the eye today.
Look me in the eye that way.

Bring forth the truer part of me.
Now I’m happy and your satisfied.

Now I’m happy and you need to decide.
The day will satisfy, the things that get you by.

Not a minute left to decide.
Now I’m satisfied.

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Good night – Intuition.
Really not nuclear fission.
Endless power – Source.
Souls of no remorse.

Children dead – Children fed.
Children by omission.
Gentlemen not taken in.
Time just takes an awkward position.

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That’s how the world goes round.
It spins round and round.
With or without you.
It spins round and round.
Cause that’s how the world goes round.
It spins round and round.
Until the ride is over.
It spins round and round
.

Took my place on the merry go round.
But all I see is pain.
Took my place on the great big wheel.
But the ride took too much my effort in vain.

Trying my luck at the cars that go bump.
But that ended in a crash, that was way too much.
Gimme a dart I’ll throw it hard.
Trying to break balloons, holding on by such and such.

That’s how the world goes round.
It spins round and round.
With or without you.
It spins round and round.
Cause that’s how the world goes round.
It spins round and round until the ride is over.
It spins round and round
.

Strolled down the midway.
It was just you and me.
Crowds full with people.
Just trying to see.
Sweet cotton candy.
Is how I alleviate strife.
Leaving the big top.
It’s time to go on with life.

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Veterans Day is coming soon.
I feel the pain you hold inside of you.
I’m here for you so clench yourself tight.
I’ll hold you all through the night.

I will love you
I will protect you
I will salute you
I will honor you

I can take your mind away from the wars.
Because I know that one day you’ll even the score.
I will never take the war out of you that’s true.
And for that my heart belongs to you.

I will love you
I will defend you
I will fight for you
I will protect you

I’ll die for you with a smile on my face.
Knowing you’ll be here to give them grace.
Because your my Hero.
Your my GI Joe.

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Walked down the road the other day.
Guess that makes me one up on those with less to say.
Ask me why we act this way.
I don’t know but (I) know it’s just another good day.
Tell a friend, “have it your way.”
Just another good day.

Someone told me nothing’s gonna change the world.
I don’t believe it.
I won’t admit it.
I’m staying committed.
I think we can change the world
.

Heard enough, stood in line, didn’t want it too rough.
Someone’s gonna change the world.
Think I’ll stick around to see.
Someone’s gonna change the world.

I think I’ll just smile at the world today.
Remember it’s really not that hard to say.
I think I’ll just smile at the world today.
Come what may, smile at the world today.

Were Amish, that’s what we do.

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Don’t rock the boat.
Don’t make no wave.
Watch were you step.
Your attitude is all wrong.
Don’t misbehave.
Watch all the rules.
I’m sick of the same old song.
Sung by everyone who thinks. They have a say in.
How I run my life.
They’re establishment authority. Destined to rule all one day.
Well I ain’t following no more order.
They better stay out of my way.
The way they treat me.
Makes me put up with all this shit. I’m fed up.
Don’t do this and don’t do that.
Constantly rings inside my head. I’ve got no choice.
My life’s not mine.
It’s controlled by someone else. I’ve got to stay in line.
Bide my time.
Straighten up my mind.
If I’m going to stay.
So if I’m good.
Do as I’m told.
I’ll make it through another day. But what the hell.
I’ve got no chance.
They stuck to me like flies.
Waiting for me to get out of line.
Waiting for me to die.

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