Saturday, 20 October 2012

See Ahead

Have you ever sat down
to have a long think
It's a mess we are leaving
a stain in the sink
No more will cars
move up and down the street
war in Iraq left behind a nasty stink
Ghawar, Burgan, Cantarell a few fields that have reached their peak
Now on the search, more oil they seek
When they run dry
all the poor souls cry
Pessimism will rule, billions will die Countries must shout
it could be too late,
has the horse bolted
before they shut the gate
Superpowers fight to rule the Earth
war with each other for scrapings of black dirt
plastics, tyres, food to your door
Will no longer be available for the masses anymore
Greed for wealth to be the final say
bringing the world
to the end of its days



Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Looking out of the window

He sits quietly looking through the window, knowing everything that's going on, not being able to talk or sing a song
He cannot move a muscle or even twitch, cannot move his hands to scratch an itch
He just sits in his chair with a melancholy stare relying on someone to clean him bare
feeling humiliation from insensitivity, roughly handled while carer's watch TV.
Crying without tears carrying the same fears
it's been the same for almost twenty years.
Genius mind counting, like quoting a hymn
Complicated sums, logarithms
Cleverest person in the neighbourhood
Most intelligent man not understood
Wheelchair bound, he will never again move
at least he enjoyed some of his youth
Until he had that frightful fall
Without that slip he might have been tall
Spiritually trapped within his skin
Virtually real to his nearby kin
Every sense has been lost
except the five senses a gift to most
Adam waits silently still
Travels to the sun and back without mobile skill.

Friday, 12 October 2012

The call for unnationalism

I feel pain, yet I do not know pain
How could I ?, I've never suffered
With a bullet lodged in my brain
Never been hungry enough
to drive a man insane
I've never had gold nuggets pulled out of my teeth, forever living in a country without peace
I've never really known pain
Although I hurt just the same
My pain is selfish compared to yours
I've never hid in a cupboard behind the draws
I'll try not to patronise
It's just I'm so surprised watching our young people resent their lives
They have so many wonderful things
Why are the Jewish race hated humans sent to Auswicht, just for being
Five million murdered with all eyes seeing
Many women had shaved heads,
Lots of people gassed until dead.
Children held onto their mums
Standing still with hungry tums.
Now when the world has everything
Too much to lose to let it happen again
So much to gain from our multi cultural friends
The call for nationalism will be a dangerous end
The message of love must be sent again and again and again

Thursday, 11 October 2012

Bridie

Her blue eyes show joy in her face
Spreading humour all over the place
Soft and gentle but tough as can be
Got that from her Irish ancestry
She thinks about every person she knows
Leaves a memory everywhere that she goes
Helping people with her loving soul
I liked her So much from the word go
Jesus has reached his hand to send
away he takes our kind lovely friend
Bridie our loving thoughts are with you
And will be till the very end


Monday, 8 October 2012

Positively negative

I've always wondered how confident people are so magnetic
They walk in with a presence and charismatically get it
Friends surround them with affectionate tone
Their always important and never alone
What makes them so good at it ?
I'll never know
I just muddle through life accidentally digging a hole
Forever dieting while gaining pounds
Short and round with a hobbiton frown
confident people are tall and slim
Walk through a storm and come out smiling.
Calm and controlling, smile as they hurt, I even look strange in my KFC shirt
Bilbo Baggins looks completely sweet
In his smart striped suit with hair on his feet
It's strange how some always fit in
And others are as Golum
wearing a ring
Possessed by the mess they find themselves in while drowning they're sorrows with a bottle of gin.

Sunday, 7 October 2012

Pleasure with death

He lie there in the darkened room
For him, life was over far too soon
The sun was shining through the bay
A flash of light shone where he lay
It said get up, get up, come and play
you will dance the night away
he passed away before his time
He could not dance, no mean or rhyme
His body broken to an end
The sickness bad, he could not mend do not mourn with anger so
seeing his person, placed in that hole
you will see him dancing soon
Joyful, at peace and with his soul
He was risen from the bed
The moment he was lie down dead
An angel came to lead him on
Take him away with a beautiful song
Those that love have welcomed him
To the wonderful place without a sin.
Think of the good that you remember
Be forever joyful in life, from January till December

Saturday, 6 October 2012

Life is a shopping mall

When I walk through the high street
I don't know what I'll find
Looking for nothing
Of any particular kind
People, they pass me
Each and every day
No thought of acknowledgement
Just passing their way
Whichever place I choose
To have a browse
Like a strange kind of world
Within a different crowd
Taking a turn is a thoughtless decision
though it could change life
Into an inquisition.
Leading to confusion making mistakes
Buying the wrong things
Changing the stakes
Looking through the years
At the bridges once burned
Thinking hard at all the errors completely unlearned
no regrets? Well maybe a few
chosen another shop
Would have avoided the queue
Saved some money richer in life
Not much would be a waste
Far less of the strife
oh well tomorrow's a different day
Walk down the high street
And spend some of my pay

D…..

The message I have today is not to try the lesson I learned today is let it go by the moment of joy cost me dear destroyed all hope and high...