dareDevils

• I Have A Dare For You Young People
• to Challenge and Crucify, Familiar Evil
• stand your ground, position your place
• then with us, Old Folks, get face to face
• in a voice crackling with Revenge
• aggressively challenge us eye to eye
• screaming WHY? We were, collectively
• suppose to build your Tomorrow
• Softening your Sorrows
• we are NOT suppose to leave you this disgrace
• of a wretched World, a licentious Life, the ratched Living, You Face
• challenge, with revenge, in your voice
• your parents, preachers, politicians, teachers
• professors, with why, why, why
• beat them over the head,
• stab them in the Heart from
• the center of the Earth, to beyond the sky
• demand an answer, not a response, to why
• and when they turn those lying Eyes
• you rotate with them, don’t let them escape, your Why’s
• imprison them with guilt, watch their pride wilt
• for we, Old owe our Youth two things
• responsibility, financing a planned, Living Future
• accountability, we owe you the Truth
• in my Youth, I saw everything in Black and White
• for I was hit in Head, dying among the Dead
• I was awakened, after having Lived in a Foreign Land
• shakened by what I didn’t Understand,
• I dared to compare, My Experience to what,
• was being taught, and the obvious hypocrisy
• of lies, expressed before my very Ears and Eyes
• no one dared to respond to my Why’s
• except to digress or remain silent
• or try to lie and avoid my Why’s
• shunned, ostracized, a poisonous pariah
• nothing they could do or say, diminished my Desire
• for answers to my why’s, having survived,
• my blow to the Head, now, All I see, is Red
• if you don’t reverse and revise these Sins
• You will be Faced by your own Children…R.D.Revilo

Plastic Bats, Papered Balls, Holey Gloves

• You are Born In The Dugout
• Not the Owner’s Booth
• Batter up, into the Public School System
• 12 years of nursery rhyme Time
• a Day-Care Center, Minimal Security Prison
• taught to Learn, by those who may Love you
• sincere Lessons in what they do
• but eekingly Earn, keeping you until
• Mom or Dad gets Home, Strike One
• Circumstances, force many to figure it out
• they step outside the batter’s box
• never to return, back to the dugout
• they start a new education, school of hard knocks
• not you, you graduate, your dreams, anxiously anticipate
• accepted into the university, at a professor’s mercy
• don’t worry, party and have fun, Ball One
• One Ball, One Strike, the count
• College costs, don’t worry about the amount
• just learn gibberish, a fusillade of theory
• spewed a mile per second of note taking
• dreaming, salivating, about the money you’ll be making
• head down, mind closed, more repetition to pass a test
• you get washed out, or repeat, if not among the best
• you borrow, as a freshman, borrow as a sophomore
• borrow as a Junior, now feeling more like a whore
• can’t stop now, one more year, just one more
• then you walk with your Graduating Class
• a bad ass, you made it, to see, most again, dropout
• you, moving on up, they, back to the dugout
• the count, Ball Two, Strike One, two D’s
• a diploma and a Degree, still Dumb
• haven’t figured out the Game, until the first bill
• you’ve got a student loan to repay,
• wanted now, Today, scour for that first employment
• but its pays diploma rate, now filled with disappointment
• resentment burning, cause, now you’re really Learning
• the recount Ball Two, Strike Two, stuck
• the new pitch, it’ll be a swerve, hope or luck
• the curve, bills to defray, want any pleasure, have to pay
• for sex, friends, habitat, habits, never enough ends
• so here comes the Mr. Credit Card, Ego says,
• you deserve it, you’ve worked hard, so you pay
• with Mr. Credit Card, only a dumb-ass, uses cash
• Visa, Master Card, American Express, that’s your Money
• Material things, your blessing, now, like in college
• Ego driven, monetary theory measures your wealth
• oops, all of that partying and fast food, a new cost, Health
• but you can afford insurance, the new theory measuring your, endurance
• so, you think, day to day, check to check, I am making it through,
• your new count, Ball Three, Strike two, cause, then comes the layoff
• unemployment, job searching again, life gets rough
• you’ll get even, bored, with your Life, your wife,
• maybe time for a girlfriend, a change I wouldn’t recommend
• a mortgage, meaning debt for Life, hostile children, angry Wife
• divorce court, child support, your dreams, like your girlfriend, Left
• well you guessed, it was a full count, now Strike Three
• back to the dugout, some are more successful
• they make it to first base, continue the paper chase
• some get wise, realize the deal, Learning how to steal,
• legally, is the Real Game, back to basics, second or third, Base
• becoming corporate sycophants, politicians or using God’s Word
• but in the end you’ll see, if not born in the owner’s booth
• you’ll Learn America’s scintillating truth, she’s a fire
• consuming her youth, their aspirations, for higher
• education, higher Living, Learning, for most, it’s a Lie
• hateful, spiteful, what they perceive they can’t buy
• they want to Occupy, so much for what the Game’s about
• after all of that struggle and sacrifice, back to the dugout
• oh, yes, a few hit home runs, against odds, millions to one
• the few born at the top, Lucky, whom we envy
• the others, hit the Lottery, whom We, envy…R.D.Revilo