We circle in the darkness and we’re waiting for the sun.
And the fever has been broken and a new day has begun.
Nothing has been promised just expectations of some light.
Somewhere between faith and hope and will be a welcome sight.
Dennis Mantin
We circle in the darkness and we’re waiting for the sun.
And the fever has been broken and a new day has begun.
Nothing has been promised just expectations of some light.
Somewhere between faith and hope and will be a welcome sight.
Dennis Mantin
What started out as a wonderful tool for people of like ideals and ideas to connect and share information…
Has transformed into a machine that isolates individuals while allowing a shared insanity lacking in spiritual principles or virtues…
What a ride!
What could go wrong?

Dennis Mantin
The Mathematicians brother was senseless… thick as a brick.
They couldn’t be related was the talk they laid on thick.
We watched them add the numbers to be certain they were sure.
That someone must have played around, the numbers far from pure.
It’s not a perfect science this family side of life.
They couldn’t blame the numbers; so they blamed the mathematicians wife.

Dennis Mantin
For 40 years I have worn a mask and I am no longer interested in catering favor.
Chris Rock and many others say that women don’t like nice guys.
Once again, I’m doing this for you ladies as much as my own fading abilities to tolerate bullshit… my own included.
Dennis Mantin
She felt no urge to cry and purge. The tears had left her alone. To never feel that lonesome surge. Staring with eyes as dry as a bone.
She felt like death with every breath. Said, with me there’s something wrong. I have never feel that gift of loss. Or to know you don’t belong.
I just am here and feel so clear. Feeling nothing, not even alone. Except contempt for failure to tear… With these eyes dry as a bone.
Dennis Mantin
Loved her from a distance and took her from the cold.
She left me for another and left me feeling old.
She left me in the passions, my balls were turquoise blue.
I had finally passed the test of learning nothing new.
Is no harm in trying, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
I have learned I am human, no wisdoms are obtained.

Dennis Mantin
It is difficult at best to be constantly dealing with someone else’s insanity.
It is exhausting and far from anything enjoyable.
The only possible way to deal with this in a civil manner is to bring as many adults into the situation as possible; no matter the cost.

Dennis Mantin
Chances were the premium at the chances store.
Called up their proprietor and asked for just one more.
Inside information suggested relocate.
When they closed the chances store, it sealed the users fate.
With no plans for the future and the future, it is here.
Who knew that the sun would rise and whisper last nights fear?
So we headed for the highway, which ended at the light.
Looked upon arrival, no chances store in sight.
Searching for the answers that will ease the fears.
Some will stand there crying and find few are buying tears.
All are someone’s baby lost along the way.
Strangers and sojourners who have lost the need to pray.
And I say, “Pray”

Dennis Mantin
Another day, sundown.
Another night, sundown.
Orange to black, sundown.
Fades to midnight blue.
There’s nothing I can’t do.
And here comes the night
And I don’t know why
I hear your voice
And I lose my way.
Where are you now?
Can I touch you somehow?
You’re somewhere near sleep where Images fade.
And here comes the sun.
Another night is done.
Here comes the sun.
And here I go again.
Saw the man, shot down.
Heard his voice, shot down . Eyes rolled white, shot down. Breathe goodbye that sound. Fades to midnight blue. There’s nothing I can do.
Another day shot down.
Another night shot down.
Orange to black.
Shot down.
Fades to midnight blue.
There’s nothing I can do.

DENNIS MANTIN
Does it seem empty when you chatter? Is there a darkness all around?
You ever hear someone speaking? You still screaming at that sound?
Is there a lover in your future? Is there someone can make you smile?
Does the silence overtake you? Leaves you vacant in your style.
I tried and failed to help you. I’ve left you to your fate.
You lie there in some hopeless void, it’s forever in the wait.
It’s raining in November and December is close behind.
You make love now to your demons. I hope they treat you kind.

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