Daniel Andrade 

Houston, TX, USA 

 
 
 

Daniel Andrade acclaimed 1 of 2% of the worlds greatest poets and song writers. He graduated from Walker School, Taunton, Mass. but he dropped out of Taunton High School Taunton, Mass. Artist, musician, poet, song writer - "Hank the Drifter" The National Library of Poetry, 1 Poetry Plaza, Owings Mills, MD. 21117-6282 discovered and published above. Numerous poems available, price $21.00 each, plus postage; List available. Poem, "God's Going to Get Us One by One," featured on "Poetry Today" radio WRTN Empire State Bldg. Suite 3304 New York, NY 10118-0069. Recording list of songs available by writing Hill Top Records, 6201 Sunset Blvd. #4, Hollywood, CA 90028.

 

Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me

Old Age is creeping up on me
I'm not young like I used to be
I'm so tired of taking pills
All I have is doctor bills
Old Age is Creeping Up On Me

Old Age is Creeping Up On Me
Each day brings some new misery
My blood pressure's up a shade
And I wear a hearing aid
Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me

Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me
without my glasses I can't see
I now have a double chin
Where my neck has always been
Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me

Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me
My health ain't what it used to be
There are wrinkles on my face
My false teeth won't stay in place
Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me

Old Age is Creeping Up On Me
My aching back's a mystery
I'm run down and always ill
Might as well make out my will.
Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me

Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me
Old Father time won't let me be
All my hair is turning gray
And I'm aging day by day
Old Age Is Creeping Up On Me

Research Special Human Being Laboratory

We have looked all over the world,
for the awesome secrets contained in these documents.
We travelled around the world dispatched thousands of letters,
knocked on many a closed door, until we finally discovered these secrets.
After many years of searching, we finally found them.
You know, even as a baby you were no ordinary child.
When you were brought into this world,
You may have resembled a human being-but that's as far as the comparison goes.
What you really are is a Superior Essence- a gifted being
who doesn't take like the rest of us - but whose main purpose
and mission in life, is to give-and to give without end.
Why giving? Because you are a beyonder,
and no one has more to give, than you.
As a beyonder you draw energy from much higher up,
than the ordinary run of man
Whilist others are meted out the tiniest morsels from the stars, yo,
as a beyonder supercede that level - going over and above their heads
so to speak, to receive, directly and abundantly from the source.
Here, at last, what you get is without limit, without end.
All you have to do is ask - and everything will be granted to you.

Is Nothing Sacred In The U.S.A.

Is nothing sacred in the U.S.A.
The birds, the flowers, that bloom in May
NASA is guilty, is what I say
Is nothing sacred in the U.S.A.

Is nothing sacred in the U.S.A.
The Moon is sacred, the Milky Way
Get on your knees now, and to God pray
Is nothing sacred in the U.S.A.

Is nothing sacred in the U.S.A.
Our soul is priceless, we have our day
NASA is guilty, in hell they'll pay
Is nothing sacred in the U.S.A.

For more information, Daniel can be reached at:
Daniel Andrade c/o The International Poetry Hall of Fame, 1 Poetry Plaza, Owings Mills, MD 21117
All poems Copyright © 1997 Daniel Andrade. All rights reserved.