Am I off my head, Am I out of my mind, Living a life so resigned To my lot and I can’t stop, Recalling memories Of much better days Leaving me half crazed, Fighting nagativity that Rolls in and out like waves, Trying to maintain motivation Despite toxic reverberations, Remaining positive and inspired Is theContinue reading “Mental torment”
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Half a world away
And meanwhile somewhere Half a world away, Someone is working hard For truth and justice today, And as a result of this These people live in fear, Killed by corporate gangsters Who corrupt hold greed and power so dear, And they won’t let anyone Stop their systems or machines, From destroying societies And our planetContinue reading “Half a world away”
No more fish
I can’t change the world But I can change me, And as a part of Seaspiracy, I have decided not to eat fish Because of what’s going on, Upon the high seas, Overfishing, and huge by kills To catch a few tuna lots other species are killed, Slave labour working the ships Plastic pollution andContinue reading “No more fish”
Sick and tired
I am sick and tired of people issuing racial abuse It’s sick and it’s abhorrent and serves no use, Except to prove how uneducated and petty they are People who take ignorance and hatred to far, Stupid little keyboard warriors who support EDL Their hate speech and angry rants need to be quelled.
Inspiring muse
Sometimes we may misunderstand Take things personally that were not meant for us, At times we next to chill out and relax Those things you hear or read or see, They may not be you in truth Chances are they hold you in high esteem, You just arrived in the middle of something That isContinue reading “Inspiring muse”
Hard enough
I am aquatinted with poverty And endless strings of broken dreams, Yet I am still standing here And I am still trying hard to achieve, I won’t be defined by what others think Yes, I am struggling but I won’t give up, It’s down to preserving and a whole lot of luck And being inContinue reading “Hard enough”
Haunted
Haunted me, that’s how I live Never free of the spirits, Who seek to follow and haunt me In my memories and in my dreams, But not just there but in reality They don’t scare me because I am used to it now see, Because they don’t it for so long I can handle itContinue reading “Haunted”
Guantanamo Bay
There are people locked up in Guantanamo Bay For no other reason, than possessing the wrong faith, Persecuted for crimes against the United States That they didn’t commit or have been charged with, Now ain’t that a real disgrace, And just because their the wrong colour They find themselves be tortured and detained, Now isContinue reading “Guantanamo Bay”
Art
Art is a voice within Not subject to others critiquing, Art is a deep sense of source Held withing the root of being, Those who feel and express it are unique Those who don’t but judge it are like sheep, Following formulas they’ve followed And been taught by others and so borrowed, Art is fullContinue reading “Art”
Melancholy summer day
It’s a summers day And it’s such a blast, Trouble is it goes by to fast But sweet scent of honeysuckle fills the air Twittering birds are everywhere, And plants trail down from hanging baskets where it sit Busy buzzing bees don’t worry me one bit, They all add to the thrill which is natureContinue reading “Melancholy summer day”
