Have you ever seen the flowers
That grow in Gods garden
The embodiment of each and all of us
Some grow strong and beautiful
Others grow weak and ugly
And the nasty ones lurk around
As they wrap around other stems
Then hurt with cruelty and anger
God keeps a watchful eye
Ending their callous nature
They don't belong in my display
He says as he removes them
And throws them to the bowels below
To the wasteland of fire called hell
Keep them down there Satan
Only good grows here
Not your disturbing disciples
And then he tends to the flowers
That grow in his garden
Gods garden that lives in heaven

Ice cream on your nose
And we laughed for a little while
The ducks ate the bread thrown
Then I helped you over the stile
We lay down on the grass
All dooey eyed and full of love
I don't want you go you said
As I stared at the clouds above
One day I will leave her I know it
Complications are difficult to heal
Hate will be strong towards us
But it won't change how we feel
Walking through the trees
Kicking the leaves lazing on the floor
There's a restlessness in your manner
It's because you want so much more
Be bold, be decisive and be happy
You can't hide this away forever
Grab true love as it's hitting you
All you want is to be together
Please god don't punish us
After all it's you that planted the seed
Something must have prompted your actions
Was it you who saw our hearts bleed

Blood, dust, dazed and concust
Screams, fear, loud and clear
Hide, run, shelter, it's begun
Danger, disbelieve, fate is a thief
Safety, tears, as help nears
Bodies, dead, grief and dread
Darkness, scars, heaven and stars
Pointless, mad, makes me sad
Why, devout, fanatical no doubt
Change, peace, will it decrease?

A punch a kick and then the liquid
Running across my face
Repulsive saliva enters my mouth
It's not a pleasant taste
Laughing and cajoling
The footsteps creep away
From the crumpled heap below
My energy gone for the day
Like an apple thrown to the floor
I'm left battered and darkly bruised
This was a Neanderthals playtime
I'm glad I kept them amused
Buzzing sound of my mobile
Tentatively I let out a yelp
Tears roll down my cheeks
As I somehow utter help
I only wanted to go bowling
Nothing less or nothing more
But I encountered the wrong type of animal
Now I'm here bloodied and sore

Sweat drips onto the plate
Tears roll down my cheek
Hands fidget almost dramatically
No inner peace can I seek
Feet tap on the floor
Arms twitch in pulsating tandem
My mouth is as dry as the Sahara
And thoughts attack me at random
Fun times we used to share
Have gone and moved away
And now she's gone to
Why couldn't I make her stay
The petals are on the carpet
As the stems poke out of the bin
How can I live with an ice cube
She said before drowning in her gin    
The house is cold and empty
My heart has now shrunk in size
All I had to be was honest and open
But its only now that I realise
To late to find solutions
Our marriage now lies in a heap
We pulled it apart piece by piece
Till we both just fell asleep

The child climbs on the table in chimp like fashion
Fur ball feline curls up on the sill
A huge glaring screen transmits moving pictures bright and bold
While father looks tired and over the hill
Car horn beeps from the street
Voices loudly pollute the air
Mother edges her way to the blinds
Hoping that they don't catch her nosey stare
Two boys are playing in chaotic exuberance
In the garden overgrown at the rear
Kicking a ball with real venom
There's a green house very very near
An average family picture
Which hides in inner city houses of brick
Everyday holds a reality
But how you live it that's the real trick

Kids huddle in the corridors
In the staff room they hide in shells
The teachers who don't like children
Preferring stale sweat and coffee smells
In the classrooms they run riot
With rulers books and pens
Everybody's a target for trouble
Particularly the kids without friends
There's always a classroom bully
No brains and the charisma of a slug
But the girls just love a Neanderthal
Who's nothing more than a ****
Then ofcourse there's the crackpot joker
Protected by madness and dry wit
Always avoiding the troubles
He's the candle that always stays lit
A posse of the beautiful ladies
Flaunt around the painted halls
Lipstick perfume and mothers mascara
While the hair flows like Niagra Falls
And finally the come the sportsmen
Who tower over the rest
They take physical activity so seriously
Cause they just want to be the best
A mention for the headmasters favourites
Who sit secretly in the armchair at home
Parents believe they're learning academics
But they watch This Morning and go for a roam
It makes you or it breaks you
The job that makes you cool or a fool
Nowhere to run in education
The nature of the beast that we call school