American attitude

America, guns betray your sons

Break the trend get off your bums

How many cities where young boys die

Shooting each other in a gang war cry

Killing spree with a paranoid twist

burying friends with a fatal kiss

Sick and perverted proving strength 

Look where it goes to all kinds of lengths

Innocent die, a ghetto hell

wealthiest of all, beyond a smell

the stench lay with the poorest in life

Look what's around you protect your wife

Protect your children, protect your friends

Join hands through colour and race slowly destroy the hatred in face.

Imagine an argument without any guns

Bloody noses degenerate fun 

no one dies from a bullet hole

No shot to a head and no fatal blow.

Where will it lead to

揚子江

Winding along an aggressive path  

trespassing land as if cut by glass

Infused with blood from many wars fought 

dealt with death though life it sought 

Soiled with tears from thousands in throng

through valleys and hills flowing along

Tibet to Shanghai singing its song 

Wealthy, servant, free man and slave

quenching souls fearless and brave

Growing plenty in fields of rice

bamboo, wheat and all kinds of spice

importance of a queen draping her trail

lashing the people, whipping her tail 

Countries will pass borders all class

fine dessert sands to lush hills of grass,

reaching seas beyond the east China marsh

passione della vita

Life is a war and every day is a battle to me.

I'm on the brink of insanity, between intelligence and split personalities.

The Water Meter

I turned on the tap the water ran dry

Not even a drop to wash my left eye

The meters been fitted, I haven't paid my bill, now it's been cut off in this  bill overkill

My electrics gone up, so has the gas

The car needs repair, I can't afford the tax

If this carries on the house will be reprocessed, it's so easy to get in such a bloody mess.

I've worked hard all my life and never been a ponce, my credit status needs sorting and also my bonce 

Fifty years of struggling, everything goes up, even the Nescafé in my grandad cup.

I cannot see the doctor or he won't see me, who ever said that the NHS is free. 

I hope my children have saved for there rainy days and also lots of money to maybe bury me.

1914 letter

Longing for, alone in this trench, more mud than me, caught in this stench

a few shots in the night leave an eerie sound, rhythmically firing all around

Down he falls, then there's blood,

I miss you so much at this time my love

What started as an adventure, exciting to the summit, has long since gone, I can no longer even feel it.

I'll be lucky on this day to come out of this alive, we've orders to go over soon 

Into no mans land, well you've got to do your best to give England a hand!

I write again next week, please say a prayer, I'll always remember the first time I saw you, so beautiful standing there.

Saviour

Deeper and deeper the darkness of night 

Exhale or consume from a shimmering sight

Clouds caressingly cover from eyes that may see

things that are hidden from the blindness in me. 

Night spirits twinkle when the earth goes to sleep Shepherds lay awake tendering their sheep

Born out of holiness given their sight gathering their souls way into the night

Forgiveness a joy received with delight

Crushing  a demon removing their flight

Dare not to look at or linger round long

An angels desire is accomplished and strong

Fortunately brave with god at your side

Sword and the shield your heavenly bride

The crucified jesus stamping his place

ruling the earth with a promise of grace.

Teenagers know everything

The longer one goes into life

The more that one learns

The younger that one is

The less one wants to learn

If we could all be susceptible to learning

Then our minds would flourish 

Why is it teenagers never listen to parents?

Parents have lived,loved and had all the heartaches and difficulties that there is to learn already!

Why do children refuse to hear us?

Children are as individual as petals on a flower, when a petal falls it always falls in its own way as do children

They cringe at the very idea that you know something more than they do

When as a petal they fall we can only hope that they fall into something that is good for them and if they fall into something bad then they will learn from it.

Parents let them fall

When they do, be there to catch them.