Don’t Open The Cage

The prisoner sits in the corner mumbling to no one it seems
He gets up and attacks the cell at its seams 

Then goes back to sitting in his scribbled covered corner 

But what is the cause of the madness that plagues this prisoner 
Is he here because he was sick in the brain or did it drive him insane 

Is he the conductor or a passenger of this mental train 

The guard usually ignores the prisoner’s words and antics

But something the guard saw today caused him to panic 
The prisoner lay on the floor dead not moving an inch 

The guard rushed in shouting and gave the prisoner a pinch 

The guard then turned pale white and began to perspire

Because the prisoner was grinning and the cell was catching fire  
The guard froze his brain struggling to decide which problem to solve

The cell was burning and the prisoner was rushing the door with resolve 

The prisoner had escaped and the guard was left to battle the flames 

Was the prisoner crazy or just playing advanced mind games
No one has seen the prisoner since that dreadful night 

No one knows the direction or the purpose of his flight 

Only one thing is certain about the prisoner 

He is free and the world is now in severe horrible danger 


Life Is Short So Be Nice

The devil is knocking at your door are you going to open it? 

Do you think ignoring him will make him leave a card from his jacket? 

The devil waits for no one, he claims what he is owed

So say good bye to the ones that you loved
Because your door just exploded into splinters 

The room has become as cold as a million winters 

The devil calmly walks toward you shaking his head 

You feel like nothing has changed but you must be dead 
Why else is the devil standing in your living room 

Should you try to run or hit him with a broom? 

The devil answers saying, “if you run I’ll make your legs turn into snakes

And your broom will burst into flames burning you like your mom’s cakes 
You begin to cry replaying your life in your mind

The devil pulls out a pocket watch and gives it a wind

They he speaks again, ” I’m on a schedule so if you could cooperate 

Because you would hate to make me run late.”
You have lived your life and made your decisions 

It is too late for forgiveness, prayer, or interventions 

So this should be a cautionary tell to the rest of us 

Be humble and kind because you never know when you’ll ride the Devil’s bus 

King of the Babies

Not much is known about the history of King N the baby King

Some say he was birthed in the middle of a wrestling ring 

Others say he is being raised by a family of grizzly bears 

One thing is for sure he keeps a knife in his underwear 
King N rules the playground with violence and two henchmen

The Nelson twins Tom and Tim, if one hits you you can expect to get hit again 

But don’t think King N is afraid to get his hands dirty 

He once beat the new baby with a rattle until he couldn’t see
King N isn’t a violent dictator who does not care about his people 

He has done great works such as building the jungle gym chapel

He assisted the poor with getting cookies for snack time

He even exiled a thief for his heinous crime 
So the next time you have the pleasure to walk into playground 

Make sure you pay your respects to the baby with the crown

Because all are responsible for their words and actions

And King N will hit harder than a woman’s contractions 


Is their a difference between being an adult and a child
When you become an adult do you lose the aspirations to be wild 

Do you lose what allowed you to smile and be happy

Do you have to replace it with bitterness and being angry? 
Some believe having a job signifies you have transitioned into adulthood 

But the workplace is just a system created by corporations to ensue you are good 

That’s why you are paid in paper that contains no actual value 

 one cannot expect to overthrow such an institution this sad fact is true 
So does your age make you an adult if so what’s that magic number

Or is it the fact that you share your bed romantically with another 

Maybe it is the “rights” graciously given to you by your loving government 

What if it’s you paying into some sort of retirement 
In my opinion none of these make you better than a kid

Someone is still making you explain everything you did 

Telling you when to eat, when to go home, what you can wear

If you don’t comply you get put in timeout or the naughty chair
So what makes you an adult, what defines this title?

I ask why do I care? I live my life while allowing the world to effect me just a little 

I do not desire to be pigeon holed by a corrupt system  

I have a name, an IDENTITY! I will not be another “him”
Therefore I reject the notion of transitioning from this to that

I am a human that is always changing, sometimes it’s my view, sometimes my hat

So now I transition from this poem to another 

You can continue to adult as I pretend to be a dinosaur and attack my brother 
Rawr Rawr Rawr Rawr 

Rawr Rawr Rawr 

Rawr Rawr Rawr Rawr Rawr


Davey the Dino Detective 

This story begins on a dark and stormy night 

Davey was dreadfully closing up his run down office 

He had put on his coat and reached for the light

BANG, BANG, BANG, Davey reached for the guns in his pockets
Davey shouted, “who’s out there and what do ya need?”

A female responded, “hurry let me in they’re here”

Davey was a sucker for the dames so he opened the door with lightning speed

The female ran in and hid behind the desk shaking with fear 
Puzzled, Davey walked towards the female when the door was kicked open 

Two velociraptors with tommy guns rushed in

Davey was quick on the draw, he shot one in the head and the other in his shins 

Davey walked over and put his colt Python under the raptors chin 
“Who you work for and why you kicking in my door?” Davey snarled 

The raptor spat in Davey’s face and began to spew foul language 

Davey cocked his colt and pressed up it in the raptors stomach until he hurled

He then shot off the end of his tail just to get some extra leverage
The raptor screamed and squirmed and tried to get away

Davey asked again, “who do you work for you dirty bastard?”

Davey knew that this guy’s boss was the cause for his ruined day

The raptor shouted, “Tony the Triceratops is going to make your life real hard.”
BOOM! Davey had heard enough and the raptor looked better without his head

He walked over to the dame and helped her to her feet

“You want to tell me what the hell that was about?” was all Davey said.

The dame began crying and glancing towards the street 
“You’re safe with me just talk and you better have cash!”

The dame spilled her story about owing Tony money

But she didn’t pay so Tony had kidnapped her son while she took out the trash.

Tony was the most vicious mobster in all of history 
Davey said, “I’ll take your case but you have to pay in advance”

Davey had his own motives for wanting Tony dead. 

The dame gave Davey a shoebox full of cash but something made Davey glance

It was a large triceratops with a horn missing from his head. 
This wasn’t Tony but his enforcer Thomas the horn

His horn was broke off in a fight and now is the handle of his gun 

Thomas looked at his two henchmen and said, ” you’ll regret being born.”

Davey just smiled he didn’t remember the last time he had this much fun
Davey smiled and asked, “do you want to die or let me talk to Tony?”

Thomas reached for his gun as Davey tossed over the box of money.

Thomas was sad because he had to uphold his boss’s integrity 

He picked up the box and said, “this will only buy you a minute fifty.”
Davey stated, “that’s all I need, here or at Tony’s place?”

Thomas took out his phone and spoke quietly and snorted , “here.”

An uncomfortable hour later a limo pulled up taking up 10 parking spaces

There was a lot of noise as Tony stomped up the stairs 
Tony was a broad gray triceratops wearing a three piece suit

He supported himself with a long Ivory handmade cane

He looked at Davey’s handiwork and said, “someone definitely taught you to shoot”

Davey just smiled and said, “you looking for this dame?”
Tony grinned and said, “well son you never fail to impress.”

He stuck his hand out and motioned for the dame to come over 

But his face filled with fear when Davey shot him in the chest

Davey shot Thomas before he could get to cover 
The dame starry eyed and confused squeaked out, “why?”

Davey answered with, ” I have my reasons, I’ll go get your son.”

A few hours later Davey returned with the dame’s son and a new tie

He came in picked up Tony’s cane and Thomas’s gun. 
Davey said, ” I helped you because Tony wasn’t always my father.

He killed my dad and kidnapped me raising me as his own

He demanded money for my return but that was just a lie he told my mother

So I waited and ensured that he would not raise another son.”
The dame just thanked Davey and grabbed her child

She ran as fast as she could from the carnage 

Davey just scoffed and said to himself “well that was wild ”

He went back, cut off the light and locked the door to his office.

Stay in Your Square

Two men stroll through the park holding hands 

Thousands of screaming pop fans fill the stands 

A man and his rifle sit quietly in the forest 

A woman smiles as she receives another tattoo on her chest
A child dreams of becoming an artist

A man jumps off a cliff to check another item off his list

A woman covers her face to respect her beliefs

A woman wears men’s clothes even boxer briefs 
The things above are just examples of the differences in America

Some of them may define you others may scare ya 

How ever others behave in their daily routine 

Does not spill into your square making you unclean 
So stay in your proverbial square 

You should not hate others or make them compare

America was founded by people yearning to be different 

So why would you force uniformity as a punishment 
If someone’s lifestyle does not cause you pain

Then you have no protected right to complain

You live your life as who you wish to be

And don’t you dare try to stifle me

United Geeks of America

Live long and prosper 

Some are disciples of Captain Kirk 

Wearing Vulcan ears and carrying phasers

Wishing their office chair was on the bridge while they work 
Others pledge allegiance to Picard 

Trying to be smart as Data

Picking a side may be hard 

But nothing brings these groups together then hearing the mantra
May the force be with you

Pick your color and prepare for a duel

Red for the dark side or if you’re good go with blue 

Just make sure your x wing has plenty of fuel 
What if your fandom has never been to space

What if your sword is made of steel

And your best friend is of the elven race

And only a fool believes dragons aren’t real
Elementary my dear Watson 

221 Baker Street may be your choice of an apartment 

Solving crimes and resisting the urge of heroin 

Swapping witty lines with Moriaty trying not to fall for his entrapment 
So no matter who is the ruler of your land

We are all soldiers of the Geek Army

When the muggles don’t seem to understand

You can rest assured that you have a friend in me