What are you going to do,
when showtime comes for you?
Will you know
or shy away from the show?
Will you just stand,
or put on a show grand?

On that day,
what will you scream out and say?
When we were born into this world,
showtime started its swirl.
This earth is our stage,
or we can make it our cage.

Since we're here,
we might as well make a show appear.
Get out and have some fun,
or shy back and run.
It is wise also sage,
to put our name on
the showtime page.

We don't have to show out,
just simply know what we're about.
I'm about love, happiness and peace,
but I never knew it when I first signed my lease.
I had to learn,
I had to learn.
Now I've learned,
not so much earned.
For the rest of my days here,
love, peace and joy will be so dear.

It will show up in my verse,
as I try to give evil a curse.
Mine I don't consider a show,
I simply move with the flow.
Evil makes our world a cage,
so I will write against it on my page.

I don't like to be caged in,
so I make love and joy my friend.
Being nice and kind,
eases my heart, soul and mind.
I've been the other way,
all it did was ruin my day.

First it was a ruined day gone,
then maybe a broken bone.
Weeks and years would pass,
evil kept me on my ass.
I never cared for the feeling,
it never was too appealing,
love and peace is more thrilling.

Showtime,
or no time!
Know time,
or waste time.

I've wasted enough time,
and will continue too.
As I sit and ponder,
love will be my wonder.
I'll wonder if I can stay in love,
as evil continues to shove.
Will my show ever change,
as evil tries to rearrange?

I'm no showman,
I was just a low man.
Evil had my soul,
I was buried in a hold.
I came out,
I came out!

Now I kiss a lot ass,
trying to make evil pass.
Normally when I spoke up,
now I just shut up.
I use to get angry and raise holy hell,
ring the devils jungle bell.

The show use to be on bad,
later on I suffered regret and sad.
I made serious mistakes,
my show caused earthquakes.
Being nice is hard,
but I flip the ace card.

It starts at home,
right in my own little kingdom.
I feel like raising hell,
but understanding and love ring my bell.
Now I just retreat,
to help keep my love complete.
It's hard,
it's hard as hell,
but I'm under a love and peace spell.

Then comes the job site,
nothing never goes right.
Others act all funny,
try to cloud your day sunny.
Man do I have to be cool,
or evil will definitely drool.
My show gets rough,
but I hang with peace tough.
I continue to smile,
with evil closing in every mile.

I make it through the work place,
on the way home in my car,
reckless drivers taunt,
evil wants to flaunt,
but traveling back I can't.
Glad I wasn't hit,
glad I wasn't hit!
I choke down my anger,
refuse to throw the finger.

One finger might lead to a slip,
back to evil I dip.
Dipping in an angry mind,
the show might equal evil of some kind.
So I resist,
I resist!
Practice makes perfect as they say,
I make it home another day.

Once I get back in my door,
evil again tries to score.
We're never out of the trees,
with evil anger sprees.
After a tough day I've had it,
so my mind I have to glad it.

I be glad I put on a good show,
and controlled my evil flow.
Kissing ass hurt like hell,
but it works better than an evil spell.
I address only when absolutely
necessary,
then anger I refuse to carry.
It works for me,
it works for me!
The price comes large,
to stay in charge.
My mind stays clearer,
love, joy and peace more nearer.
Closer to my heart,
as a new day comes to start.

Boomerang!

G