Guns, guns
Like the Wild West
The boy runs around
In a ***** vest
Shooting water
Like Al Capone
He has no help
He’s all alone
Past the church
And down the streets
The urban warrior
With heart beats
Angel child
Diamond rough
These chiselled bricks
Have made him tough
Suburban angel
Boy of man
Shows the zest
Of Peter Pan

Down by the river
And across the grass
Where the cows roam
And the ramblers pass
Sits my house
A small decrepit thing
Like a humming bird
With a broken wing
Two rooms up
And three rooms down
There’s barely enough space
For my dressing gown
But I like it really
Cause I’m a bit of a loner
The simple mess
Fits my persona
Nobody comes
And nobody goes
Except the wind
That frequently blows
Now off you go
And don’t come back
If you follow me again
I’ll give you a smack

Walls of crumble
Posters of exhibition
Drum beats, cymbals and electrics
Flow through the annex
Piano keys are dancing
Songs bounce on the air
And vending machines release
In the old gothic corridor
Bags, books and pens
Projectors, desks and improvisation
Movement and stretching
In the mirrors of a dance studio
Cafe, pool table and laughter
Cigarette smoke up my nostril
Small television up on a shelf flashing
As Motörhead seeps from the jukebox
Rehearsals for a play
Nerves slowly stand to attention
Then the applause from the crowd
Before the scaffold and lights come down
Off to the pub for beer
The gang of goths terrify on the street
Being kissed quite unexpectedly
When naive and unworldly
Now home slumped on the sofa
Head spinning like a top
Up at a ludicrously late time of day
Back to college for more

When the rain has ended
And the soil is soft and wet
I will remember my beautiful garden
The closest thing that I could get
To perfection on a scale
That I could never reach in life
Because the world is just to demanding
As it cuts you like a knife

Draining all your energy
And chipping away at your soul
Leaving you lost and empty
As you stare into a hole
Of despair and a bleak future
That doesn’t seem to end
Enclosing like a nightmare
Without love from a decent friend

Until I found my garden
Which ultimately found me
Calling me in for attention
As I planted my first tree
Then I turned over the soil
And watched the flowers grow
Such a feeling of overwhelming peace
Before the rain started to flow

Am I the possessed
Or am I the possession
Am I the jury
Or the court in full session
Am I the important letter
Or the stamp that makes it go
Am I the hardback book
Or the words that make it flow
Am I the shimmering sea
Or the fish that live below
Am I the clear blue sky
Or the sun that loves to glow
Am I the yellow daffodils
Or the honey made by the bee
Am I the fronting facade
Or am I just me

Hello love bird
Where have been hiding lately
I missed you down at the bar
Shining so brightly

Hello love bird
Why did you leave so soon
I wanted to talk like we used to
When the world used to stop

Hello love bird
Do you remember me now
I would love us to get together
One day soon

As the fireworks fly and then they die
The Prosecco erupts in the thin glass cups
And the music plays through drunken sways
We remember 2020

The crappiest of years full of misery and tears
When hospitals swelled and and claps were held
Laptops boomed and people zoomed
We remember 2020

But let’s now move on from this
That misery and stupid bliss
Let’s start in 2021
With sunshine and lots of fun
Just watch the vaccines roll
As they reach their ultimate goal
Of lifting the world
To a place
Of beauty and the upmost of grace

Let’s drink and catch up once again
In the snow in the sun in the rain
And hug like never before
The minute we open the door
Cause for me the world has just begun
In the new year of 2021