"How are you doing?"
He asked, plastic smile wide.
Playing with a bullet between his fingers,
Considering homicide.

A peace symbol on the wall behind him.
Hypercritical state of mind.
Tells me that he loves his family,
So it's confusing to find,
That he bombs others in another country.

Practicing homicide.

I'm slowly cascading down a spiraling staircase,
you can all hear my body hit step after step.

I think a few bones are broken,
but nevermind just carry on.

I finally reach the ground,
body ****** and bruised,
just like my heart was,
when you left me used.

Where has gone the lands we knew?
Of waving grass and glistening dew
All fallen to the housing plan
Devised by an educated city man
Educated!!!!
Those once green green fields and woodland tracts
Have succumbed to bulldozer blades and felling axe
No more the places where as kids we played
On those beautiful sunlit days
Now landfill sites and city dumps
Cover the places where we once ate a picnic lunch
Gone are the fields and woodland glades
Where we once spent our sun filled days

You gave me a pocket watch,
I remember what you said.

"As time goes by I'll always love you, even when I'm dead."
I thought your words vague,
They didn't make much sense.

When you smiled you at me,
Your lips where chapped,
Like you used love in pretense.

It's the bizarre way you notice everything,
Like a spy you observe but you do not speak.
Someones insulted and someones complimented,
Still you do nothing except think.

It's the way you do not care for words,
Like too many are said in one day,
As if staying silent forever,
Will mute the hurtful things they say.

You hold your own reading your book,
Thinking you're rebellion is great,
And whilst you eat your lunch,
They knock your sandwich out your hands commenting about your weight.

But you just roll your eyes and carry on,
These idiots haven't got long left,
Within a year they'll be gone,
And then life will put them to the test.