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.

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

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."

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.

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.

National problems for blind apathy

Atrocity and hatred fills their desire

Selfish to the core the nationalistic mire

White aristocracy with superior skin

Blond hair traced back through most of they're kin

So short sighted a nation can blame the poor 

For most of the wealth going out of the door

Industry closed, mines shut down, interests so high, houses pulled down

Work shipped abroad until there's no money left

Drugs used freely by governmental pests

Immigration allowed blaming foreigners for the theft

While Tory backbenchers pilfer the rest

Have you ever wondered why everything's a mess

It's to keep a nation confused while the rich grab the nest.

Is this a country to trust those in care 

Make your own minds up or into space stare.