the little man

i saw a little man he was nothing at all like me who am going to be rich and famous you just wait and see he was waiting for a bus it looked like it might rain i knew i should not laugh but i could not feel his pain going home to his wife and children or maybe his dog or cat or maybe just watch a ball game but i am not like that i am different from other people and am the child of fate i smile at your little problems because destiny awaits you may think i am just like you as i stand here in the street but time will show the difference victory, not defeat maybe you should be nice to me you would be the first but i will make it worth your while when i rule the universe

misbegotten

my mother didn’t like me neither did my dad though i was the best and only child they ever had my mother was a dreamer my dad a drunken bum they waited for an angel from heaven but he never did come i was a beautiful child with a sensitive soul to bring a message of love to the world was ever my goal where did it all go wrong is the burden of my song why are people so nasty? why can’t they just get along? countless wanderers before me have asked the question and yet it must be written in the wind and stars there is something we just don’t get