You really are a treasure
Endless entertainment
Depth you connect to at leisure
Intellect you do the same with.

The life you have shines through
Your energy is infectious
The world needs more like you
For there’s too few, which makes you precious.

You keep doing what you do
And may life reward you in your needs
For the life that exudes from you
In others life breathes.

You have endless gifts to give
And you give them out at ease
An example in how one should live
Simply marvelous, bravo, bravo, indeed.

© Daniel Breslin

Hurts a little
Won’t say not
Liked more than a little
Maybe liked more than a lot.

Know that it was foolish
But I can’t help but look a fool
When I know my want I pursue it
And seldom care for looking cool.

Even when it hurts
I try keep no regrets
For next time something hurts
I find it hurts a little less.

Would rather look a fool in moves of hope
Than be the fool who looks but never steps
Steps I’ll keep on making, for if I had taken others
Times I’d look less foolish, but worse, be left a fools regrets.

© Daniel Breslin

There is a soul man
With many names in his array
Known as the Prince
Of making work in his play.

Funk Master Soul
Funk at its best
In his musician’s role
Combined freedom of sex with freedom of self.

The lover of love
A breather of life
And as true artists should
A leader to light.

A liberator of kind
Love all and love self
Connect body and mind
And let self be expressed.

Own your own body
It belongs only to you
Live your life free
In however you choose.

Life is a party
A great celebration
And the love of another
Can brighten any situation.

Funk Master Soul
Funk at its best
In his musician’s role
Breathed life into us and himself life in death.

You can keep your Diamonds and Pearls
I’d rather dance, love, and feel pain
Experience the real world
Sometimes it snows in April, sometimes Purple Rain.

© Daniel Breslin

Maybe I’ll never fully grow
And my wings fully part
Maybe I’ll never live to show
All I have within my heart.

Maybe all my wrong doings
Will outweigh all of my good
Maybe everything I’ve spent my life pursuing
Won’t turn out like I thought it would.

Maybe the life
I dream for myself
Will be the life
For someone else.

Maybe I’ll end up bitter
Cast a jealous eye
End up a quitter
And let all I dream of die.

Maybe all I love
Will be all I grow to hate
Or maybe all I love
Will be all that makes life great.

That’s the chance I take
As I dance through fate
But dancing’s great
So I dance with grace.

© Daniel Breslin

Girl you look beautiful today
Is that okay that?
You take all my cares away
Can I say that?
Girl you make my day
I want to relay that
But you might just run away
So I don’t say that.

I just like to keep it real
I ain’t needy
But if I tell you how I feel
You might leave me
Sometimes it’s like you cut me
Just to bleed me
Only so much I can put up with
Girl, believe me.

Am I not supposed to tell you
How I feel girl?
Play these silent games
That ain’t real girl
Why don’t you tell me how you feel
And let’s make a deal girl
Two of us can keep it real
In the real world.

This world will beat you down
You know it’s like that
Spent so much time on the ground
I almost like that
I take a rest when I’m down
I’d have a nightcap
But when I get kicked around
I get up and fight back.

Why don’t you come along
And fight beside me
I never do you wrong
You can confide in me
Two could be quite strong
If we do the right thing
I miss you when you’re gone
I find that frightening.

Girl, I ain’t never been no good
At no love talk
I start talking love
You know you run off
But to my mind
Girl, you’re a one off
But to your mind
Maybe I’m too soft.

Should I be like these other guys
Just conceal shit?
Keeping that manly disguise
Like they don’t feel shit
I just like to get down
With that real shit
But kick me when I’m down
You know I feel it.

I’d like to fight with
Not against you
But you make it hard as shit
Do I offend you?
Should I just bite my lip
And just pretend to
Not give a shit
Like other men do?

© Daniel Breslin

It’s a lonely existence
Though people are all I see
As I pay the price of admittance
For a slice of life in the city.

I see people talking
All vibrant living their lives
While me I’m just walking
Seem silent but my mind’s so alive.

I see ‘bums’ on the street
Some begging, some are losing their minds
One’s dancing to a silent beat
He looked at me, I saw such a lost child.

I wonder what brought him down this road
As he moved out in front of those cars
Trying to dance and free his soul
Trying to clear his mind from all its scars.

© Daniel Breslin

Let’s get out this place
Let’s go to outer space
Or at least a place
Without a lease in place.

Another atmosphere
Cause I can’t breathe in here
See no reason here
Not to be leaving here.

Take me somewhere else
Where we can forget ourselves
And free our thoughts within
From the world we’re caught up in.

A place where nothing is scripted
Free to move unrestricted.
My spirit’s already lifted.
I feel smothered stuck in this shit.

© Daniel Breslin