The Egg.

by Louis B. Shalako

c2010

All Rights Reserved


One tiny little egg is deposited

Along with a thousand fellows

And it is hidden,

Amongst russet, green, yellow

Many a day must pass

Before the first one cracks

But soon they all must go

Feed they then on grasses

Tender shoots of plants

Some of the young get eaten

And there are those

Before the second dawn are froze

It is a deadly dance

One by one they leave then

Each must follow it’s own uncertain path

One weaves a silken cocoon

And enters chrysalis

He won’t come out too soon—

Until he’s done with this

And so the weeks they pass

The appointed time now comes

The transformation’s done

He crawls out into the light

Out into the warm summer sun

He dries his new-grown wings

And he sees

With golden antennae unfurled

Tasting the currents of the breeze

Becomes aware of the larger world

Now he gives a special call

His mate he hopes to bring

Three days he has, no less and no more

He arises on the wind

Time is short.

It is time to soar.

Wronged.

I know I done wrong
I know I was stupid
I can’t explain it
I was hoping that you could
Why did I leave you?
All those long years ago
How could I hurt you?
Someone must know
I know I done wrong
I know I was stupid
I can’t explain it
I was hoping that you could
Always so full of anger and rage
No one really likes me anymore
Someone must help me—I want to turn the page
Help me rip open the bars of my cage
I know I was a silly fool
But then the darkness took over
Why did I leave you?
All those long years ago
I can’t explain it, but someone must know
How long will it last?
How long will it take, to bury the past?
I know I done wrong
I know I was stupid
I can’t explain it
I was hoping that you could.

The Lord's Prayer, re-dubbed and re-mixed.

by Louis B. Shalako

c2010

All Rights Reserved

(Let’s see you rap this one off you mo’fo’s!)

Our Father
Who art in heaven
I met him
At the Seven-Eleven
Hallowed
Be Thy name
He was playing
A video game
Thy Kingdom come
Thy will be done
Always a loser,
Never havin' no fun
On Earth
As it is in heaven
Thank my stars and the lucky sevens
Give us this day
Our daily bread
Lord I can’t stop
This song in my head
And forgive us
Our trespasses
Sometimes
You even kick our asses
And lead us not
Into temptation
Saints preserve our super nation
The power and the glory
Forever and ever
No more, no less, and maybe never
In the name of the Father
And the Son, and the Holy Spirit
And my momma, and my girl,
And my sister, and my little baby brother
Deliver us from evil
In the name of all my brothers and sisters

Amen.

Halleluyah, my brothers and sisters. Halleluyah.

Amen. Amen.

Amen.

An old sketch of the girl of my dreams.

Untitled.

by Louis B. Shalako

c2010 All Rights Reserved



When you look into my eyes

I wonder just who you see

Your soul fills up the room

And it touches me

You are all that is good

Pure, unsullied, just

You’re really something

Someone I could trust

Someone I could care for,

Help my life make sense

Now, don’t get all tense

I know who I am

What I look like

Where I came from

And where I’m going

Yes, I could

Fall in love with you

If only I could take the risk

For I know you could hurt me

That might not be so bad

Why tell you this?

I don’t want you to get mad

I don’t want you to do anything

Just go on being you

Knowing there is someone

Someone out there like you

Makes my life a little better

Even if I should lose you

Thank you for being who you are.