Jest

Hands

So, you're a handful?
I'd rather have a handful, than an empty hand.
I'd rather have a handful of your hand.

Words

Words are not insolent.
Words are virgin vessels, adopted and sent by those with intent.
Words are innocent.
Intent isn't.

Grand ol' Man

We all lived with the grand ol' man.
Grand ol' man's had a trigger happy hand.
Staged the death of his own land,
just to legalize his contraband.

Do you remember where you were on the day
When the lives of our brothers were wished away?
When we all had bowed our heads and prayed,
to know if the sandman was predator, or prey?

We all lived with the grand ol' man.
Grand ol' man had a silly little plan.
Sent our children to a foreign land,
to find the bombs that no one had.

Do you remember when they found black gold?
When the grand ol' man, who be wrinkly and old,
as the tell-tale bells of war time tolled,
let his diabolical plan of war time unfold?

We all lived with the grand ol' man.
The grand ol' man grieved for the land
rebelled in anger against the sandman,
now he's nothing more than a grand half man.