How foolish of us to think
That the world is made for us
Everything’s a part of our story
From the tragic to the glorious
How foolish of us to believe
That God is made for man
When we’re just a tiny speck
Tinier than a grain of sand
This world has been forever
And forever it will be
Long after we have vanished
Long after you and me
I know that God must surely exist
I also know He doesn’t like us
For if He cared a little about man
He would have made healthy food delicious
I don’t know if it’s true
But I’d like to tell you
That Life is one long test
For Heaven, do well
If you don’t, go to Hell
We just keep trying our best
Some of us get to cheat
This test is still hard to beat
We don’t know just what is right
By our elders we’re told
Lessons and sermons are sold
But nothing can prepare us quite
There’s no escaping from it
Even if you wanna quit
Every moment you’re losing breath
I’ll leave it up to you
Do what you can do
Time is over now. Welcome Death
When I cut my nail too short
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I caught a cold
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I broke my leg
And couldn’t walk for months
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I broke my heart
And couldn’t talk for months
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I gambled my money away
And was left with very little
What was left was hurt
But I was not alone
When I fell into depression
And turned to alcohol
It hurt me inside
But I was not alone
When I cut my wrists
In a moment of insanity
It hurt me
But I was not alone
When I fell asleep
After a brief, funny day
It hurt me
But I was not alone
Whenever I was broken
Whenever I was cut
Whenever I was shaken
I was always hurt
But I knew I was not alone
I was not alone
In every corner, every cube
Of this insignificant planet
There was a soul
Equally broken and bare
I felt their pain everytime
Just as they felt mine
We are all sad and lonely
We are all alone
Yet we are not
All my friends are old or dead
No young man talks to me
No young girl offers me a smile
Just disdain and sympathy
That’s what I did when I was young
To people who were weak and old
Now Karma’s come to chew me raw
Karma is a bitch, I’m told
I need Darkness
To surround me
I need Silence
To envelop me
There’s order, there’s chaos
Bursting, bubbling
Inside of me
I’m about to
Burst out
In an endless sea
I need quiet
A sign
The intervention
Of divine
I can’t hold it, I can’t keep it
Any longer
Inside of me
I’m all over
But I’m nowhere
Nothingness
To be born
They’re pushing
Time and Space
They’re pushing
I feel heavy, I feel empty
Calm down, slow down
They’re not listening
Here I come
Explosion
Here I go
Some songs bring you happiness
Some songs they make you sad
Some songs revive old memories
Some songs are a passing fad
Some songs you want to dance to
Some songs stick inside your head
Some songs they make you hum along
Some bring back the feelings dead
But there’s a song nobody’s heard
For nobody has written it yet
If you manage to ever write it
I’ll forever be in your debt
All I need is a simple song
A song I can sing all day
A song that brings back people to life
Yes, all those who have passed away
Then upon her grave I’ll sing
This song that overturns death
Till her heart pumps blood again
Till her lungs are full of breath
Get someone to cure me
Bring me the finest men
Show them my aching body
Save me from my end
Whatever drugs they write
I’ll consume them all
Just as they prescribe
Before my heart will fall
Throw whatever money
Throw away my wealth
Nothing is of use to me
Without my goddamn health
O’ Doctors, come and help me
Cure me — I stand before you
Death could come any minute
And do your healing job for you
Offer her a diamond
Offer her some peace
Offer her anything, anyone
But Dani picks a gun
Offer her consolation
Offer her some dolls
Offer her a shot at justice
But Dani picks a gun
Offer her a remedy
Offer her some fun
Offer her a new life
But Dani picks a gun
A bot invited me to dinner
I was taken aback, you know
After deliberating, I said, “Sure.”
It replied, “Is it Yes or Nos?”
I arrived at the place a bit early
Dressed aptly for the occasion
All the time I was thinking
How to strike a conversation
Some time later it said, “We’re sets.”
As he laid the dishes and plates
All I saw were nuts, bolts and cogs
As it smiled, “Boy, I can’t waits.”
Frank Solanki 