My Grandfather

A great man ascended
With a smile he stood
A great human being; never offended
Someone who would allways help if he could

My grandfather he was
Someone you could always count on
His life was never on pause
Working day and night till dawn

He loved us all with a big heart
Connected he talked with an open mind
With humor that was always smart
His thoughts forever kind

He was the man, who fought so bravely
Even if his last few years were gravely

Schizophrenic God Delusion

A fool stands on a chair waiting to take the plunge

A religious pretense hovering over his mind

In the dark corners of his mind he thinks of all the reasons his life is like a glass sponge

The voices begin to whirl around and the man can not stand his kind

The god that isn't there, you are an ass
This wishful thinking is hurting me
Coming with the shadows of the past

I stand above the demigod you believe thee to be

If I could kill you all, I would
The bodies would begin to pile
This mess I would start, if I could

I hid away in the deepest crevice with my guile

I am a god

Even if you find that Odd