Bucket Man

Bucket Man

Bucket Man with bucket mind

What a mess he leaves behind

The outside world is all he sees'

He lives his live above the knees'

Wanting this and wanting thater

His bulging bucket getting fatter

And when his bucket over flows

Higher and higher his bucket grows

No longer can he see the ground

Or hear the call of nature's sound

He selfishly seeks to own it all
The higher he goes the harder he'll fall

He'll never understand what he's truly worth
Until his feet reconnect with healing Earth

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the 

Twenty Second Day

 Of The 
Tenth Month

In the Year
Two Thousand And Fifteen

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.blogspot.com

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

For All The Selfless Men (Version One)

Selfless Men
(Version One)

Yesterday the ground was stained with red red rain

Today the sky is bright and blue with hope again

Blessed are we that all can stand

Upon this free and fertile land

Let us then show our respects in mass

For those who fought in war that have since passed

By pinning poppies of red upon lapel
To show our respect for the selfless men that fell

Now take a moment to remember with our hearts

That each of these men, helped make up the parts

Of what today our country has become

And pray that waging wars are forever done

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the 

Eleventh Day

 Of The 
Eleventh Month

In the Year
Two Thousand And Fifteen

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.blogspot.com

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca