Firefighters

I sit and observe, not an active member
Though occasionally I will take a poke at the embers
Add fuel until the flame is an appropriate height
Finally, an adequate source of light
Erect a screen on which you project the show
A pay-per-view fight rather, as you exchange blows

From a safe distance, I sit and enjoy the view
Your brawls, so routine, present nothing new
Until the screen ignites; fire chases me
But I've no place to go, nowhere to flee
I prepare for battle and hoist my sword
Off to fight I go, please forgive me, Lord

Though evenly matched we three may be
Experience is your advantage over me
Back and forth we quarrel, no progress made
We tire and retreat back to the shade
Trouble may never cease to brew
But we'll all be friends in a day or two

Colour me

How do you do?
No, I am not Chinese, I am Filipino.
Yes, the Philippines.
Yes, Filipino.

Oh?
So that’s where you got that yellow skin.
Jet black hair?
Oh, so you’ve had spicy tuna rolls?
Not me either.
Oh, so you’ve been to Comic-Con?
I find it boring.

Yeah, we have towns in New York and San Francisco.
It was a mighty nice of you.
I don’t know where to get good sake.
Still not me.
No, I don’t know how they make the purses look so real.
No, I don’t wear this everyday, I just left Tae Kwan Do practice.
Thank you, I like your black, thick framed glasses, too.
I don't have a dojo.
No, I don’t watch Dragonball-Z.
No I didn’t invent Pokémon,
But I did collect the cards.
No, I’m not looking at the sun.

These are my eyes.

Nessie and the Viking

I was in the Scottish highlands doing some hiking
I reached Loch ness where I spotted a viking
He was all caught up in a battle with Nessie
He could've used a comb because his beard was so messy
He raised his sword and began to yell
You could tell this viking was giving Nessie hell
He fought and screamed and pounded his chest
This viking was better than the rest
Next thing I knew, Nessie made a bad move
It appeared that this viking was getting in his groove
He slashed and stabbed and dodged and ducked
Anyone could have seen that Nessie was fucked
Mr. Viking went "CUT" and it was off with the head
Nessie's body floated in the water clearly dead
The viking had Nessie's head as a trophy for his wall
But the viking was a warrior much different from all
He used physics to help him win the fight
And his sword was ceramic; he made it one night
He then let out a victorious belch
And that was how I met Mr. Welsch

Sincerely...

To whom it may concern
From the elephant in the room
Based on my observations
I sense impending doom.

But it's not the way you think
Not a normal sense of ruin
You're speaking different languages
In which none of you is fluent.

You can't credit a third-party
With fueling the complications
It's evident that your specialty
Is not communication.

Sincerely, here I sign
The elephant in the room
Learn from what I say I have seen
And rather, you may bloom.

Now here is a message from
The spying fly on the wall
At least he likes to think that he
Is O, so very small.

I've seen your many hardships,
I've seen you have a ball
But I implore you to refrain
From getting me involved.

I've grown accustomed to
The events that here transpire
But I have a feeling that pretty soon
The house just may catch fire.

Sincerely, I conclude
From the fly, humble and wee
I imagine envy fills your hearts
For I am truly free.

Voice of an Era

Above the chattering of the people, a distinct BOOM! is heard.
This is just the beginning.

Whew! BOOM! Whew! BOOM! Whew! BOOM!

He creates sounds that remind man of times preferably left forgotten, in oblivion.
Though many try to conceal their emotions with a stoic front, their efforts are in vain as tears steadily pour from their eyes.

The ants believed it to be raining as the salty tears fell to the earth below.

Sniffle, sniffle, hiccup! Sniffle, sniffle, hiccup! Drip, drip, drip.

But of course, going above and beyond is his specialty.
Citizens scream.

Aaaaahhh!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Waaaaahhhh! Wah, wah, wah!

The crowd files out as they reflect on what they’d just heard.