Tuesday, 28 October 2014

Learning to fly

I cannot take what life has to offer anymore 
I'm going insane and my life is a bore 
It's unusual to feel this way but it's  
Like a hundred years caught in a
Tragedy of some others  life 
A man with a gun pointed at another man's wife 
Stuck at the bottom of a fairgrounds big wheel
Life's moving on but I'm standing dead still
Rain at the bottom of a window sill
I cannot run fast enough to feel myself move
Even in these amazing training shoes
Pity that you don't love me like you once did
I never thought I'd see the day that you'd get rid
Hide behind the curtains play hide and seek
You can be evil or you can be meek
As if a magpie with a bright yellow beak
I look over the cliff its a long way down
Fifty years wasted and a miserable frown
A lifetime climbing to see this old town
Leap and fly free while I'm on the way down.

Gracias a dios

Where would I be if you weren't near me
Climbing like a squirrel up a monkey tree
What would I say if you went away
I beg forgiveness and ask you to stay
What would I do if tragedy struck
Kneel down and pray 
to the Lord for such luck


Irretrievable burden

pain of misery within inside
Secret so deep that no one can hide
The latch left open, steps in the hall
Climb up sweet baby and out you'll fall

Quietly drown without a peep
Distant noise of  baaing sheep
Curtains closed, light shut out
Now you'll show them 
what it's all about

Sharpen the knife twist and hade
Nice and clean with a razor blade
Radically taken on a ride to hell
Congregate by the Devils bell

Sweet the sound of patient bur
Reaching out for a loving spur
Suffer the wrath of an Angels whip
Grasp the cup and have a sip
Sweetly poisoned sleep the host
Waken up as a haunted ghost

Burdened life for a hundred years
Suffer pain and all the tears
Wounds within will hardly be seen
Hidden throughout the mean machine
Walk the soiled trodden sod
patiently wait for a call from God.

Saturday, 25 October 2014

Shadow of the moon

Howling at the moon
late in the night 
claws reaching out in a sensational fright
face ripping, bone from the skull
gnashing teeth, a fearful fight
torso stretched beyond humanity
a scary sight for all to see 

Tasting flesh for the very first time
enjoying the taste and drinking the wine
sensational hunger never feel full
rip out the innards and eat them all
wicked foul beast crossed with a fool
lean strong and amazingly tall

Woken naked in a field of wheat 
mouth soured by the taste of meat
reminiscing from the feast afore
reality of destruction a nightmare of gore
futuristic mire from a wanton desire 
for the taste of flesh and the need to sire

greedily eaten hungry no more
bones shortened lengthy and sore
head pounding with conscious guilt
bloodened battle crushed them into silt 
rewarding to touch an eternal hope
live forever off a human host


Thursday, 9 October 2014

radical man

The Dalai Lama, when asked what surprised him most about humanity, answered "Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health and then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never lived."













Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Away # the Song.

When you went away, I wished that you would stay, that you would never go and I won't miss you so, 
why did you have to run and take away my sun, why did you go away, when you went away, when you went away, oh why could you not have stayed but you went away, yes you went away

I drew the curtains closed and shut out all the light, I climbed back into bed, I dreamt a dream of fright I'd not see you again you'd hate me till the end, insanely round the bend, a letter I would send, bring you back home again, make you mine again but you've gone away, yes you went away.

Yes you went away, I could not make you stay, you picked up all your things, the heartache it would bring, a bite as if a sting, no longer will I sing, now you've gone away, yes you've gone away, now you've gone away. You've gone away.



Thursday, 10 July 2014

Desensitised

Young and immature, desperational need,  surrounded by people with a volatile greed
A starving emotion to be held, to be loved, feeding the loss of broken mistrust
Hurt beyond hurt, the threshold of pain, gone far to far to go back again
Alone in the playground, while all around have fun, shadows of life hid the warmth of the sun
Years of solitude, hurt rages til, way beyond tragedy to stand alone still
 No more yearnings love or desire, cuts like a knife burning like fire,
Incarcerated into this helI on the hill, free as a bird, still I wish I could feel.

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