So Many LIes

That poor Elissa told so many lies,
She cannot keep track of what she has said.
She has so many things to consider,
The tangled web of deception has grown.


That Carolyn told many sorry lies,
Evolving over time into a book,
That many foolish readers thought was truth,
That polygamy had to be the wrong.

Poor Flora told lies to such foolish souls,
Who could not question what she had to say.
The reading public knew poligs were wrong,
So what they read could only be the truth.

The buses ran on such terrible lies,
Fam'lies were taken away from Fathers,
Mothers were ripped from love of their children,
Saint Carolyn could not be a liar.



1. Elissa Wall 2. Carolyn Jessop 3. Flora Jessop 4. 2008 El Dorado Raid

Conscientious

We fleeced the Indian,
We lied, we failed to keep our word.
It was liquor and beads
For Earth, the heavens and the stars.

Now that we have our prize,
We can afford our sense of guilt.
We seized a continent
To make a home for liberty.

We need not guilty plead
To genocide to cleanse our souls.
The truth is what it is,
Not what we want it to be.

The Tudors charged Richard the third
With murder, not for nothing,
But to protect themselves from those,
Who might cover their costly throne.

The Indian must have his day.
We will not grant the right
To another to steal our land.
Justice is our refuge.

Time marches onward to its end,
We have no chance to stop the wheel
We can neither deflect or bend
The arrow will deliver the seal.

Mickey Mantle

He was the fair-haired child of destiny,
Expressing with his bat what we were not.
He was Apollo as humanity,
The image made us an adoring lot.
We viewed our hero through the haze of hype,
His struggles with life mattered not at all.
We looked past reality to love the life
As myth, We wanted heroes standing tall.
Time winds its way deflecting magic dreams,
Too late we sought the wisdom we can know
And wasted we our youth, we are mere gleams,
We felt the Sun's warmth, it's rays gave no glow.
We searched for heroes that we could admire,
As icons, never did they lite the fire.

Generation Gap

We never dared to speak the love we shared,
We never thought about the angry heart.
What could we share if only we had dared
To love, a gift of love we could impart?
We saw so little on the stage of life,
That we together could agree was right.
We could only descend into that strife
Of sight of train which was oncoming light.
Dad went to Vietnam, I think it made
Him angry at someone, I was the one,
That anger he conceived, was onto laid,
I had no means to be the goodly son.
I, haunted in my dreams for special love
I could not have, could never learn to love.

Brooke Adams Takes a Stand

Nobel Adams takes stand against libel,
She's right to say no cop made such a charge
Against wrong I cannot show any bull,
It's hard becuase the wrong has grown so large.
A lover named Lamont Barlow made love,
Made love to Elissa, they said she was
Just sixteen, and he was seven years above.
No wrong was ever charged by biased fuzz.
The logic of Adams says it's no rape,
No LE ever said it was a crime.
Justice must be acted to be on tape
It will be done to be broadcast in time.
The justice done to the FLDS
Will be repudi'ted in time, no less.

Tet Offensive-1968

The TV images sent us a lie,
Which watched we with the horror of a shock,
The VC died in fact, TV we die,
Once McNamera said it was a lock.
Ol' Cronkite, mad by those official lies,
Went over there and created more lies,
We were bad guys, he said, No more he buys
Of right to goodly role, for truth who dies?
Truth is an orphan, much despised in fact.
Who sees humanity and villany
In all one word? We make no lasting pact,
Because we know not well enough to see.
All the pain we saw on flick'ring TV,
Could not provide the means to truely see.