Double Deuce is on the Loose – This is the Life I Choose
Sometimes I wonder why do I even bother to try?
After 15 years of being here in Nashville, Tennessee.
A Long Island, New York, Songwriter,
Music City wannabe.
From April 23rd, 2009 until April 23rd, 2024…
I still have yet to find,
The right un-open door.
But, thanks to what I do in “The Contributor”
And the opportunity they gave me,
When they made me an offer.
A Gifted Lyricist with something different to give,
Can be someone with something, anyone can afford,
And always leave them wanting more…
Pieces of Poetry 22,
Double Deuce is on the Loose.
This is the Life I Choose…
My Words were put to Music. I produced a CD,
With the help of 2 Music Producers,
Who both have won Emmys.
Kind of like a Musical Soundtrack of my Life,
I decided to title “Familiar Lullabies”
“Seek and Ye Shall Find”
The songs I left behind as a reminder,
For all to hear for free…
While I keep on-a-writing,
What someone, somewhere, might recite?
For Somebody, from Me.
New and Improved, published every 2 weeks…
Pieces of Poetry 22,
Double Deuce is on the Loose.
This is the Life I Choose…
And… What about that book?
That took a good 7 years of living here,
To come up with, cook up and construct?
I did the best I could, but it wasn’t good enough.
“Lessons Learned from Wisdom’s Words”
A collection of Song Lyrics, Stories and Poetry,
That were impressive when they were first read,
But have yet to ever be heard.
Printed and Published in “The Contributor”
Written by none other than another,
Unknown “Silent Songwriter”
From of all places, Long Island, New York?
Shared for 2 weeks, no longer, no more.
That cannot be seen in any,
Nashville, Tennessee, Public Library.
After all, why carry something,
No one would ever ask for.
It cost me plenty to become an author,
Of song lyrics and poetry that were,
Meant to be Remembered or,
Destined to be Ignored…
Pieces of Poetry 22,
Double Deuce is on the Loose.
This is the Life I Choose…
Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts,
Why not Homeless World Scouts?
Remember the movie “Saint Cloud Hill”?
It was back then and it always will be,
Part of Nashville’s Long Forgotten History.
The Captain Chris Scott Fieselman,
Who began and ran a Homeless Camp,
Right there on the side of Fort Negley.
A documentary about me, going up against the city,
That never made me any money. Now that’s funny…
Welcome to help from The Eagle’s Nest.
Where No Honest, Hard Working, American,
Has to settle for anything less.
Fight the good fight and look like you’re winning.
Camping can be a new beginning.
Make them an offer, give them an option,
And they will learn to Sink or Swim.
Or eventually end up playing a game,
No one ever profits from,
A game no one ever wins…
What a statement I’ve chosen to make,
Knowing that there are lives at stake.
Like trying to design a Travel Brochure,
To entice beggars flying signs,
To become something more.
Kind of like sending them a Birthday Card,
When they read it, they can see that,
It comes from the Heart.
To me that is Truly Important Information.
Like a Road Map that gets them to a Final Destination.
What do you want? A Written Invitation,
Where and when you can attend,
New Vendor Registration?
Selling a paper is different than begging.
Something some folk look forward to,
With great anticipation.
Not every city has a Street Paper to offer.
You’ de never know me if not for The Contributor.
A Responsibility, an Honor and a Social Obligation.
An Opportunity to Promote Unity,
Through Community Communication.
To find a way to climb out of a bad situation and then…
A homeless camp that resembles an Indian Reservation,
Forgive me for having such a Vivid Imagination.
Every day spent with an accomplishment,
Is a day of appreciation. That will instill motivation.
Knowing that you have something to hope for,
Is reason enough to be patient.
Sometimes you have to fall
Far enough to lose it all,
To Understand God’s Plan for Salvation.
Pieces of Poetry 22,
Double Deuce is on the Loose.
This is the Life I Choose…
To be continued…
Happy 15th Year Anniversary to me, Vendor #0015