I insist that today you will be happy.
Despite it all, you must be happy,
I insist.
I insist that today you will be good.
Despite it all, you must be good,
I insist.
I insist that to day you will be brave.
Despite it all, you must be brave,
I insist.
I insist that today you must go on.
Despite it all, you must go on,
I insist.
I insist that to day you must love.
Despite it all, you must love,
I insist.
I insist that to day you must forgive.
Despite it all, you must forgive,
I insist.
I insist that today they will not win.
Despite it all, they will not win,
I insist.
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 7:49 AM UTC
It's a terrorist attack
‘ISIS!’
That is what they scream
Stabbing innocent people while the sirens start to gleam.
‘Attack! Attack! Get inside if you want to stay alive!’
Terrorists, terrorising children with their bombs,
Enticing other children to join them in their wrong.
Radicalisation, distorting minds through faith,
Ripping though freedom with their hate.
Officers fight back bravely,
Running though streets that you use to walk through safely.
Indiscriminate ******
Too much bare.
‘Attack! Attack! They have knives!’
Try to run and hide.
Try to get inside.
Another bunch of terrorists have arrived to terrorise.
Cowards in vans and vests.
Killers, no more no less.
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 7:17 AM UTC
I would cast of human emotion and be free,
Guilt and lust weight to hard on me.
Why must other’s feelings factor in?
Why must being me be a sin?
With emotions come so many pains,
So many ways to be trapped and restrained.
People live in fear of getting hurt
Not by cuts, breaks, or being burnt.
They fear the pain of deceit and lies,
Of betrayal and their loves despise.
I don’t want to fear this anymore.
I just fear the life I can’t explore,
Trapped inside this emotional cage.
All the time acting on the stage.
I don’t want to pretend that I’m content.
All the while writhing with resent.
But, neither could I bear to see a tear
And so I think I’ll always live in fear.
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 9:15 AM UTC
The cloud rained down on the earth below
The rain and the sleet and the hail and the snow.
The sun called out, to cloud “my turn!”
And the suns rays came and they rained sunburn.
The fat man said “hip hip horay!”
Then he ran out in the sun to play.
The wise man said, “Will you ever learn?”
“Your skin can dry but it won’t un-burn!”
Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 8:03 AM UTC
Looking though the bars,
Sometimes it’s hard to tell,
Am I the one that’s trapped?
Or are they all trapped as well?
The grass is always greener
Or at least that’s what they say.
But I would give my whole wide world
To be them for a day.
Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 7:45 AM UTC
If I could crack me open
And see inside my mind
I really truly wonder
What on earth i'd find.
Aside from all the blood and guts
There must be something more
Perhaps a spark of magic
Or at least a secret door.
I passage way to dreamland
A train down memory lane
A nice comfy padded room
For the bits that went insane.
Since I really know me
I'm certain there would be
A stable block of unicorns
That only eat ice cream.
And in the darkest corner
There's probably a door
Shutting of a little room
Where all my tears are stored.
And around the whole thing
A great big wall stands tall
To give me strength of mind
When I am feeling small.
I'm entirely certain
That there's more than blood and guts
Perhaps there's lots of little people
In lots of little huts.
Maybe they keep me tidy
And when they go on strike
I get all bamboozled
And fall right of my bike.
Perhaps they paint the pictures
Of all the things I think
A hundred tiny artists
With sequins, paints and inks.
And my imagination
must be down to them
How else could dream such dreams
And forget them all again.
Spend a passing moment
Thinking on your mind,
The possibilities are endless
To what might lie inside.
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 6:17 PM UTC
Do not give into darkness.
Hold fast and tight to every ray of light.
Hold tight to stars and push out blackness.
You are too young to give away the fight.
Good is hard but still we keep it burning,
Illuminating all our rights and wrongs.
With good to light our way we're always learning.
Live with in the light for night is long.
If darkness settles in and lights extinguish,
If there's not the meekest, faintest glow,
Perhaps the good with in the world seems finished
But still into the darkness do not go.
You are the good to over come the darkness
Fight the looming blackness with your light
If evil is the absence of all good
Then it only takes one star to make things right
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 9:58 AM UTC
Do not trust, I call out loud
the world is full of things that lie.
Across the sky the clouds do prowl
without a thunderous sound or sigh
The sun does skulk away sometimes
to hide and do it secret tasks.
They say around the world it shines
I know it hides behind a mask.
The oceans too have things to hide
deep below their darkest depths.
They whisper them with rushing tide
then back to the sea they're swept.
Even the rain is hiding
it keeps silver secrets in the clouds
If in search of truth the birds go gliding
the clouds send raindrops tumbling down
Do not trust a single thing
no words or looks or feelings true.
The very voice they used to speak
is laced with words they steal from you.
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 9:46 AM UTC
The perfect ladies
Quite and meek
Her long soft hair
Is soft and sleek
Her eyes are blue
Like the July sky
They sparkle and shine
Like fire flies
Her lips are red
As the petals of the rose
She has peaches for cheeks
and a cherry for a noise
Her ******* are full
And soft to caress
They are yours to take
From beneath her dress
Like fresh laid show
Her skin is white
Her virtue in tacked
And her legs shut tight
Her soft lips
Keep shut and silent
She won't speak out
against the violent
Her mind is full
Of fluff and flowers
She will hang on words
For hours and hours
Her thoughts lack wisdom
Sence and meaning
But that doesn't stop her
Being good at cleaning
In the end
All that's of concern
Is how she makes
Your genitals burn
Her eyes are jewels
Her lips are sweet
She does what's expected
Between the sheets.
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
Freedom is the bird that sings and perches in your soul
To every note our hearts do cling to keep our person whole.
Freedom never leaves you, see will stay there day and night.
It's because she could go that she always in your sight.
Freedom can be taken, can be grasped and torn away.
One day you could awaken with your freedom gone astray.
Then perhaps you'll realise that your freedom was not free,
Someone once fought hard and long for what they gave to you and me.
So when you feel hard done by, that your you life is all a waist
Remember those that fought for freedom in another time and place.
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 9:22 AM UTC