Monday, March 23, 2009


I only notice your face in the sun
This song was written for you
We have cried our tears for eachother
Paying our just dues
Fingers that press upon the strings
Memories of life,how it often stings
Hearts may beat to a skipping tune
I ride the city bus
Knowing we shall return
Unto one another
Music drowns out all the sirens
Its not that I don't care
Multitudes of sirens sound in the city
But I only have one life to live
Unfortunately only so much to give
Until all that is left
Are the words of my song

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Executive Misfits"

Willing to bargain for the world's future
Deception is their mask
Cringing on encroaching borders
Estranged from normal society
Odd as it now seems
We are subserviant to the nightmare
Of our dreams,
Yet so are they
Debilitation thrives within their own ranks
In argument we realize
Society scorns them
Before they scorn society
Still the pollution continues
In spite of our demand
Bliss of existence is only a state of mind
Each day we take the plunge
Into a false sense of security
Ignoring the impending vortex
As we read the false articles
While listening to the daily news

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved