Fooled by the pressure, blown by the skirt
Sweat on the brow, dampened shirt
Feet full of sorrow, wet by the flood
Shock of such a horror that has drained my blood
Temper tantrums terror, drying with the weather
Laying back down, hoping to tether
Rains came along to help grass seed
Smashed a lip on a chair, finger wiped the bleed
sucked it dry, locked it tight,
set the alarm, so it’ll be alright
Time for fun, Pepper pig fun
Six and a half hours for a two hour run
The story is strange to a town in the mist
I felt a thud, my head I did kiss
Stepping slowly 123,
bumping into a massive tree,
I hardly had time to feel or see
While laying beneath, the grand old Oak
Or so I thought until it spoke
“What were you doing?” It enquired cheaply
’I was rushing home quickly, til I hit a tree’
“I’m not a tree, I’m rather big you see, you bumping like that took the wind out of me”
I made excuses then quickly left,
I could not help feeling so sad and Bereft
Turning around to say goodbye to that bloke
All I could see was a grand old Oak.
I’ll give you a million, what will you do? Buy tons of make up and the most expensive shoes, blow it on marijuana , Caviar at a steal, champagne on ice, hallucinating pills, I’ll give you twenty, you’d be dead in a month, with all the alcohol, expensive food for lunch, pay high taxes to even whats due, there’s a few in government that will say “that’ll do”, the majority have struggled on a measly wage, isn’t it time to turn the page?, forget the debt, position in the world, there’s people dying while you stuff yourselves. Homelessness, rotten teeth, the uks in trouble, you’ll never smell the stench, while in your bubble, your whole world could crumble if you lose your health, let’s hope you can afford it, keep storing your wealth, the surplus population will be dealt with by the score, disease by the masses, a glorious war, never be forlorn, just put up a fight, as a free voter you have every right, continue to be brave, Change what’s bad to good, then punch the air and enjoy some freedom…….just like you should!
A Lark or a laugh, a web of deceit,
creature creep while you lay asleep
It lurks under the bed, it’s in your head
be very careful, you could wind up dead,
Sky be rain, shadows fall
heads will roll if you stand too tall.
Slice or slither, cut like butter
wings flap away with a little flutter
Telling lies, so the story flies
a bitter widow rarely cries
Guns of sponge, bullets of plastic
bounce then blind as if shooting elastic
Dreams of reality, they could be true
Black and white, vicious dogs chew
Eat your heart, bite your leg
grind your bones, break your neck.
Is it true?, wildly free,
fantasyland or in your dreams?
Is it real, is it fake?
is there a sword in the lake?.
Incarcerated within a moveable cell, years of pain and debauchered hell, prodded endlessly tortured with words, encouragement to work to purchase gruel, feeding fat in a burger grill, drugs galore, endless punishment until you can bare no more, age cripples, throbbing ripples, aching entity, remembering loss, isn’t it a pity, moving to the country from a cruel city, time has a limit, a sell by date, death of a prison, the end of hate, loosened becomes from a solid mass, fly to freedom whatever the class, be free for a thousand years or score, until your burden is not felt anymore.
Alhuriya, as the shadows fall, swirling fog touching ones blistered skin, death all around without a single shot, another hero dead on the ground, no living anywhere, rising up then dying down.
The corrupted gathering of souls, a ghoulish host, wiping clean a slate of many holes, smearing blood and flesh in one, an action of zealous fun, decision of treacherous greed that cannot be undone.
Earth begotten planet of birth, humanity dispersed across its girth, corrupt implosion, poor begging to exist, stop the wailing with a sword and a kiss, wash clean history, with time, power gone, but not missed
Volcanic anger, violent shaking of land, a gigantic fault line slides, buildings crumble, dissipating power, infection from disease, depression is at hand, locust eat the grain, city crumble in pain, again.
Once more the world is at rest, be it beyond the measure of best, rivers running, ice caps freeze, no human begging on knees, population zero, structures crumble as dust, soon mankind be forgotten the greed and lust. Warning is simple, Change or bust
Walking through a shadow, hidden in the night, moondust sparkle, a gleaming, glowing Light, my heartbeat fastened, with heightened fearful plight, a darkened frame behind the gravestone shuddering with the fright, I ran through the graveyard there flew a screeching owl, he looked at me with reddened eyes, in its mouth something fowl, I in a panic, then tripped, into a pit, crashing through some broken bones, landing deep in ..............Sawdust and wigs, felt like something strange, I scrambled out of my ratted hole and never went there again.
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