I
hear
demons calling
cryptic rhymes in
voodoo chimes
  flesh eating foe
free
f
a
ll
i
n
g
.
Ergo
♀♂
.

As
the
night
uncouples
and
dawn breaks free
and
fresh sprouts cut the ground
in
equal slits
and
the suns face
becomes the pendulum
casting a maze of light on
this amazing life
chances
are
Some may not see them.

A Russian roars
hate is unfair in love and war
Buildings
fall on people
some die as others scrawl
governments
point
fingers
God turns to the moon
the
reaper gathers clout
and
the little devil
laughs
out
loud.

Then
she
started wishing
a
doctor would inject morphine
into
his black heart
so
his
venomous tongue
could let her down slowly

I
love dreaming
I
just can't stop
I
Play on Jupiter
I
live on Mars
I
love Veus
and
I
know
the
man on the Moon
drinks whiskey
smokes ****
&
kicks @$$.

The
sun came
for it's flower

she blushes in
the heat
of the
moment

her
petals
rouge from
a salmons pink

her joy always returns
with dew drops
of the dawn
that pearls
in the valley
of the rising sun

she is lotus my river of love.

Jack Sparrow had some fun
he
made
SpongeBob
sit in the sun
Bikini bottom
was filled with cotton
and
Patrick
flossed
his
***

philosophical
philanthropy

You took my heart and left
I trusted you
and
spilt my guts
yes I spoke my mind
spelt out
every heartfelt moment of love
for you
now you come back
After disecting my heart
trying to convince me
how much you  love me
I'm sorry
my heart changed it's mind
and
my head tells me
that
you're just playing
mind games

Bleed        
             out
     blood
the              
                             blood
sniff
the ruse
lull the odds
.................................. Bleed.

Flamboyant
June

gone far too soon

tears in the fog

remains
in a
bog

on the dark side of the moon.

Nothing
in
this world
grows without
love
and
the
worst things grow
out
of
hate

A
collaboration
of
Four seasons
a
Masterclass
for
all the right reasons.

first sight
last bite
first words
last fight
first touch
last blush
first kiss
last crush
First love
Seconds!

Die son het geskyn oor die more
van ons mense,
terwyl die mis stilletjies inbeweeg oor hierdie toe nog rustige waters,
Ja wit skuim soos 'n skim
was met duisende
jare van ons voorvaders se rus en vrede verwelkom.
Met bloed van verwoerd het die wit skuim en die skim gesien hierdie paradys is vir hulle baie goed en met 'n spieel en versteekte dolk en drank
agter die kraag
ons"primatiewe volk" se gehee
sistematies
vertraag, belieg, omgekoop
verslaaf
verkrag
vermoor
ultemiet
ook
soos 'n dwaas
heeltemal
verplaas.
.
Die son skyn oor die more
van ons mense terwyl die mis
stilletjies uitbeweeg oor hierdie
onrustige waters, honderde jare
van marteling kan jou brein so
KONDISIOENEER,
om te luister na die valse profeet wat vir jou
dan!!
met
hulle leuns
BEKEER
en
REGEER.
Skrik wakker my mense
dit het tyd geword
om braaf terug te veg vir ons
EER,
want "hierdie pyn"
is van ....lankal af
SEER
.
Jy is eintlik sy baas
Dit gaan oor waar jy jou kruisie plaas,
BRUINMENS
stem!!!
EG
hierdie plek gewaarborg
deur geskiedenis
is
eintlik
JOU
  geboortereg.