I said
It is going to be a beautiful day

You said
But the clouds will be turning grey

I said
All around us, I feel the peace

You said
Wars will never cease

I said
I feel the love in my heart

You said
The mind is ripped apart

I said
We can be happy being together

You said
The sorrow just goes on forever

I said
I know that I can be free

You said
Good or bad, you are still me

He is hiding in your hedgerows
In a secret place within the shadows
Creeping out to make his chaotic fun
So fast, that you never see him run

How many times have you got a flat tyre
Or your ******* bin suddenly catches fire
Your light bulb, for no reason, blows
Even when you wake up with a sore nose

Those keys that are no longer there
The reason why you have messed up hair
Those prankish knocks on your door
That strange stain that is now on your floor

The reason your dog barks late in the night
Or the washing machine boils your clothes tight
That drawing pin that gets into your bed
The voices you keep hearing in your head

It is him, now playing his games
Even why your dinner goes up in flames
You never see him, he never misses a trick
He has a name, they call him Demon Nick

She used to hear her heart call
But she allowed herself to fall
She will never return back to then
Never allow herself to love her men

She is a love deserter, love deserter
She won't allow anyone to hurt her

She only sees her emotions fade
Not getting close is the price she paid
Never listens to those romantic words said
Takes only her desire then leaves the bed

She is a love deserter, love deserter
She won't allow anyone to hurt her

She is the one in control of her lust
Leaving you crawling in the dust
She has lost her passion to love
Crushes your heart with an iron glove

She is a love deserter, love deserter
She won't allow anyone to hurt her

To feel for someone, it's been too long
All that she had, it's now all gone
Secretly there will be only one man she needs
But he rejected her, it's why her heart bleeds

She is a love deserter, love deserter
She won't allow anyone to hurt her

She used to hear her heart call
But she allowed herself to fall
She is a love deserter, love deserter
She won't allow anyone to hurt her

He used to touch her soul
Now he sits there all alone
Too proud to find a way
To say how he really feels

In his younger days he smiled
But the years wiped it from him
Changed the light into the dark
Now he is waiting for nothing

He pushed her away from his side
She would have given him the world
If only he had opened up a little bit
He let the past destroy their future

That was so many years long gone
He is an old man now, twisted and bitter
Empty inside, his emotions have long flown
Staring at the wall as if it's a picture show

He has thrown it all away, there is nothing left
Sitting in his chair, finding another grey hair
Never wonders about what she is doing now
He finally closes his eyes and the lights go out

She sketches the outline

Them darkens the pencils

Adding traces of fine shade



Time passes and her skill shows

As the picture begins to form

To stand out for the viewer to see



Each drawing is with loving care

They are like children to her

Nutured and made with love



Fairies dance with radiant colour

You can almost feel their smiles

The art glows as if it is alive



There is magic on that paper

That comes alive when you look

The perfection of a true artist

If only it never rained
It would be a happier place

If only the Sun still shined
Putting a smile on your face

If only I cold hold you
To make this moment real

If only I could have one kiss
Letting my emotions feel

You can pretend to be good
But I want you to be bad
When you pretend like you should
We make love so hard

Your body moves with me
Innocent no more, it's taken away
My hands explore your body
Because we know we want it this way

Devil Angel, I give it to you
Having you all through the night
So much pleasure in what you do
Devil Angel, you feel so right

Open your wings and let me in
I want you to grip me tight
Welcome to these moments of sin
I want to feel your bite

You scream and you sigh
I can feel the sensation as you flow
Inside your soul, I feel you fly
Having you now, because I need you so

Devil Angel, I give it to you
Having you all through the night
So much pleasure in what you do
Devil Angel, you feel so right

Small boy huddled in a corner

He will never question why

He did not dishonour his father

But that did not stop the black eye



Little baby all battered and beaten

Can not hide away being bruised

Mother can not stop her drinking

But the baby should not be abused



Young girl is daddys' pride and joy

She worships him, no one can know

Makes her protect his little secret

Does not listen when she says no



I look down, crying tears in the dust

In that dust my tears glisten

Knowing that children do not deserve this

Hoping, out there, people will listen

I am away from you my sweet

Awaiting that time we will meet




The distance is keeping me away

From that love, where I want to stay




My mind can feel the tears she is crying

I wish she could see this love undying




My hearts just keeps hurting me so

As these days pass by too slow




Sometimes I fear we are drifting apart

And that is what breaks my heart




I have a photograph of your face

One my fingers continue to trace




This is what keeps our love still pure

To be able to kiss your picture







copyright Chris Smith 2010

I saw beauty in the world today

Heaven came to me to stay

I saw colours of every flower

I saw the majestic Oak tower

People greeted me with a smile

They chatted for a while

The sky shone a beautiful blue

The grass beneath my feet felt so true

The world laughed along with me

I am now feeling free

She watches from high above

For that son she does love

A princess on a Heavenly cloud

For her young prince she is proud



He has proposed to his lady sweet

The woman that makes his heart beat

In Heaven his mother will now sing

For he gave his love a special ring



With Heavenly wings, she jumps for joy

You can hear her say, "that's my boy"

On that royal wedding you can pray

She will be there in spirit that day







copyright Chris Smith 2010

.

I drown in a sea of sorrow
Dragging me down to follow
Never finding the words to speak
A cold crystal tear on my cheek

And the sea continues to flow
As it takes away my very soul
On the distant show of the land
He refuses to offer a helping hand

And I can hear him laughing at me
A laughter that leaves me now empty


I suffer the pains of knowing rejection
Never being one to be picked for sellection
I feel myself going under from the waves
Another unnamed victim in unmarked graves

And they watch as I float on the ebb tide of life
Trying to keep my head above the current of strife
They fail to throw me a life line to hold on to
Leaving me floating with not knowing what to do

And they are laughing at my own misery
They continue laughing for everyone to see

And when I had been long forgotten to the past
I came back to take my revenge at long last
For all of those who thought I had fallen from grace
I came back, and on them, I etched my own face

Like the phoenix of old, I arose from the ashes and was reborn
I proved that I could return, when they thought me gone
For every man and woman that had been cast aside
They joined the rebellion gathered at my side

To fight, with words, and take back that which was once ours
We battled to win, counting the days and the hours
For a better world, we were heard, they listened to our voices
For all of time, we took our options and took our choices

But still in the distance, I hear the laughter coming back tomorrow
I hear the laughter, that will drown us in a sea of sorrow






copyright Chris Smith 2010

If you breathe the rain
You can smell my tears
When you live the pain
Then you feel my fears

Please close the door
Keeping the World out
Push my mouth to the floor
So I can no longer shout

The window is smashed
Someone had to throw a stone
My spirit has been dashed
It has left me all alone

I know I make no sense
My mind is in a different place
All of this bitter pretence
Has disappeared without a trace

All work with no chance to play
Leaves you going a little bit insane
Clouds are here because the Sun went away
So all you can do now is breathe the rain

He was the man who would terrify me.

I would be lost in the madness of his eyes.

I would enjoy how he would scare me.

He would creep up on me by surprise.



Hearing his voice gave me a chill.

His horror would make me shiver.

Watching him was always a thrill.

Waiting for the lines he would deliver.



Now he has been taken away.

His movies are timeless forever.

I always loved what he would say.

His wickedness seemed so clever.



I will always watch you, our Vincent.

You were always the master my friend.

I for one thought you were magnificent.

I will continue to watch you until the very end.

On the 12th day of Christmas
My troubles gave to me........

12 unpaid bills
11 ringing cash tills
10 packets of batteries
09 invites to parties
08 year olds a screaming
07 unwanted toys redeeming
06 packets of dog biscuits
05 unwanted parking tickets
04 overdrawn credit cards
03 strange looking leotards
02 forgotten to buy turkeys
And a garage for those car keys

Please God, give me one more day.
Before you have to take me away.
So I can do things one last time.
While I am still in my prime.

One day to hold my child.
One day to just run wild.
One day to feel the rain on my face.
One day to be in my lovers' embrace.

One day to sing a favourite song.
One day so I can still be strong.
One day to be with a friend.
One day for my garden to tend.

One day to play one more game.
One day to still say my name.
One day to reflect back on my life.
One day to hold my beautiful wife.

One day so I can strum my guitar.
One day where my dreams go far.
One day and everything stays true.
One day to be able to thank you.

So please God, just give me one more day.
Before you have to take me away.
So I can at last let it be.
And for someone to forever remember me.

I sometimes open my eyes
And look into the darkness
Never knowing what is there

The shapes of grim reflections
Take form as I continue to watch
Unseen nightmares are looking back

All those tears that are shed in secret
From all those too afraid to speak
Shivering in the corner in the dark

All that pain in those forbidden places
Hitting me with an empathic force
I see sad eyes looking towards me

Visions that are trying to reach out
Now being expressed by these words
Of all those voices no one wants to hear

Why am I crying from what isn't there?
Is it because, somewhere it really happens?
Happening to those we feel in our heads

If only I could reach out to outstretched hands
And hold them to me, to protect and keep them safe
But the coming of dawn takes the dark away




copyright Chris Smith December 8th 2010

Coming of the children of the night
Sing songs and hidden from sight
Wolves that are running free
Hiding where we do not see

He will be there in the dark
Waiting to leave his mark
She has come, so willing
He is not here for any killing

He just wants to taste her life
Bite with fangs like a knife
Drink from her, she feels no pain
Blood flows from the vein

He will never hurt her
He will never desert her
He wants her to be immortal
Wishes her to love him eternal

She believes this vampire, he exists
But now vanished into the mists
He must be gone before sun light
But will be her vampire lover comes the night


copyright Chris Smith 2008

Dripped in blood,he stalks

Hear the unholy howling

Within the fullest moon, he walks

One bite will be a curse



Young maiden, he tears her to shreads

Her entrails are shrewn across the ground

More victims decapitated, missing heads

Torn from their torso by supernatural strength



By day, you will never find him turned into man

By the full moon, it is the night of the beast

A demon, a creature causing chaos with all he can

Death and horror are now his feeding grounds



Joins in a pack with those of his own kind

Hunters come and shoot with bullets of pure silver

Spreading the curse with poor souls they find

Only one escape from this wicked life is only death

Seoul is a beautiful city
Often alive in ancient simplicity
Ulsan, Gangwon and other places
Take you to a land, nature traces
Hyeonchung-il, remembering that day

Kindred souls passed on their way
Over the sea is this special land
Reaching out to take you by the hand
Even though this ocean is far apart
All this land will greet you with its' heart

Falling into depths of indecision
Where once there was redemption

Feeling this moment come to freeze
As I am falling, falling to my knees

Life continues to mock, laugh at me
Taking away hope, left feeling empty

The past comes creeping, crawling
Causing dark words that are scrawling

So age comes running, giving his test
This aching body, I fear I detest

Relapsing into an unknown thought
Stripping me of all I was taught

Doubt comes with nothing to save
Taking me one step closer to the grave

Where once there was redemption
I keep falling into depths of indecision



copyright Chris Smith 16th December 2010

My mind breaks down, screaming
The pain increases, always hurting
Wish it wasn't real, only dreaming
All my thoughts seem to be deserting

Hands held to my head, no escape
It's pounding, just building inside
Hear me shout out across the landscape
I can never escape even if I tried

Knocking at the door, knocking more
Thumping, taking me to the floor
Knocking at the door, head so sore
Save me from this migraine, I implore


copyright Chris Smith 16th December 2010

For all those who suffer the curse of a migraine.

Bring together two people
Connected through all time
Destinied to one day meet
To come together as one

Separate lives full of pain
Both have faced heartache
Been broken and forgotten
Cast out by those from before

An accident brings them together
In the same place at the same time
A polite word spoken with shyness
And a smile given, they leave apart

He wonders what she is doing tonight
Wishing he had shared his number
She thinks of him in her dreams
Wondering where he comes from

Once again they meet, by chance
This time he asks her for dinner
Years on they still remember
How they were made for love


copyright Chris Smith 23rd December 2010

Can you hear the jingle of bells?

Hear the blessings and the noels

Reaching out with joy for all

In homes everywhere, presents in the hall

Still there is another side we never see

Those neglected children, with stockings empty

Many are in places they should never be

All too many, homeless, too true sadly

So spare a thought for children so needy



Tiny boys and girls that are too hungry

Each of us will celebrate, and never know

Anything about young tears that grow

Remember your young ones, safe and protected

Sadly, there are young children rejected









copyright Chris Smith Xmas day 2010







There is always another side to Christmas we never see.

Ancient eyes view faded photograghs

Remember days condemned to the past

Of happier times of so very long ago

When youth allow these wery bones

To run with the love of a beating heart



He misses her, every second of every day

Ten years to the time she had to leave him

Taken by God, and he has been alone since

But he wonders why God is taking so long

So he can once again be with the one he loves



He always hears her voice, hears her laughter

She even comes to visit him in his dreams

No matter how dry his aged skin may feel

There are always tears in her memory

He is getting tired, so very tired



Then she is there holding his weathered hand

Looking as beautiful as when they first met

Pulling to his feet and he feels so young again

Dancing into the light, two lovers reunited

Leaving behind the life he has no more





copyright Chris Smith December 26th 2010

Creeping down stairs, not making a sound
A little boy looks under the tree, glee in his eyes
Seeking for so many presents to be found
Wondering what is in them, what is the surprise?

Suddenly he hears a noise, a ringing of a bell
The little boy creeps behind the sofa to hide
Is it his papa?, there is no way to tell
He might be angry and smack his backside

He peeks out and sees a glimpse of red
The little boy is scared, who can it be?
Maybe it is a bugular come inside instead
Steal everything there, oh what misery!

"Little boy, be you not afraid my friend"
"I know you are hiding behind there"
It was a voice, someone good in the end
Someone special who always loved to share

He came from behind the sofa, feeling shy
Santa was standing there, rosy cheeks and a smile
The little didn't know what to do, should he cry?
Would Santa take away his presents in a pile?

"Little boy, this time of year is only for you"
"Children of the world are special to us all"
"Take your gifts away?, that I would never do"
"Please go to bed, and wait for morning to call"

The little boy did this, and slept in dream land
He awoke that morning with an excited sigh
Went door stairs, holding his mamas' hand
And noticed on the table, a half eaten mince pie




copyright Chris Smith 27th December 2010

Out goes another decade
Dying in the last embers
As the final seconds fade
And the past slowly remembers

A new one is born to begin
Maybe better than that before
Wondering what it will bring
What secrets has it instore

A new year, for a new time
Ten years gone by too fast
Twelve bells of a clock chime
Celebrations that can never last

Let us have no wars or no pain
No problems creeping this way
No dark clouds bringing forth rain
Let there be a new beginning today




copyright Chris Smith 2011 January 1st

Light a candle

For the soldiers

Going off to war

To help guide them home

So they never lose their way

Let them see the flame

And come home safe



Light a candle

For all of the lost

Never forget them

Let them come home soon

To those that love them

And cry tears they are gone

See the glow and come home soon



Light a candle

Never let it flicker

Never let that flame die

The soul sees the burning light

And knows it is always there

For should that flame go out

The soul is lost in darkness









copyright Chris Smith 28th October 2009

Taking a journey, taking a walk
So many people ready to meet
They always listen, they always talk
When you come down to Miracle Street

Sweet old lady, her name is Mandy
For years she has lived out here
Children visit, they always get candy
Because there is no danger or fear

Policeman by the name of Paul
Always sharing with you a witty rhyme
For him you will never have to call
For here there never is any crime

Over there is where lives Doctor Phil
Ready to help you when you need him
But it is so lucky nobody ever gets ill
And the Doctor always smiles and never gets grim

Teenagers help the elderly to get across the road
And the traffic never drives way too fast
Never any fights, everyone holds someones hand
There is a special peace that always will last

Taking a journey, taking a walk
So many people ready to meet
They always listen, they always talk
When you come down to Miracle Street




copyright Chris Smith 2011

She only wants someone to love

To have someone to love her

But she is so scared to reach out

To show how she really feels



He keeps passing by her every day

So near to her, in the corridors

So many times she wishes he would see her

If only she could be one with the crowd



She is an invisible girl, hidden from sight

Always kept in the dark, never the light



She smiles at him, from across her desk

But he never notices she is looking

Every girl is always catching his eye

But she never seems to be the one



She always sends him secret love letters

Someone else seems to take the credit

Why can't he see her feeling this way?

Her heart is breaking, yearning for him



She is an invisible girl, hidden from sight

Always kept in the dark, never the light



Suddenly he turns to her and he looks away

He never notices the tears she is crying

She is too scared to try grabbing his hand

Thinking she will never be good enough



If only she knew the thoughts in his head

He wants nobody else, to to be with her

She makes him tremble, too afraid to speak

If only she would talk with him, call his name



She is his invisible girl, hidden from sight

She hides from him in the dark, never the light





copyright Chris Smith 2011

The rain falls like daggers
My mortal soul staggers
Washed in this darkness
Trapped in a void so endless

My eyes refuse to see the light
Only demons gnaw at my sight
For who can come to rescue me?
Make complete a soul so empty

I am here if you call my name
Let me be the one to take the blame
Show me how I can start to begin
Please trust me and let me in

You never need to face it alone
Do not suffer these arrows on your own
Come and hold my hand, there is nothing to fear
I want you to know I am always going to be here



copyright Chris Smith 2011

Leaves falling from midnight trees
Like lovers taking their lives
Silently, without a soul watching
Left decaying of the cold, wet ground

Trees then standing naked and exposed
Against the cruel touch of the elements
Victims to the exposure of their modesty
Unable to defend what nature sees

Flowers that give up to the coming Winter
To shrivel and die without a thought
As frost comes after them like a demented slayer
Stripping them of the beauty they once held

Birds come in search for scraps of food
On a frozen ground that refuses to yield
Hungry for the smallest morsel laying there
Icy breeze flows through ruffled feathers

Deny me only one kiss
And my heart shall die

Deny me only one touch
And my soul shall cry

If you should deny me your love
My body will surely wither away

If you should deny me your beauty
Then my life will be taken this day

I love thee, with all of this heart
I would give you my very life

I love thee, with all of this body
Your love cuts deeper than any knife


copyright Chris Smith 2011

Taken from a restless night
Images crawling in my sight
Mysterious touch of icy fingers
Every dark thought that now lingers
Left shivering, something there
Each heart beat, terror shall share
Shadows moving within my head
Skin is tingling with a fear to shed

Night holds something, evil waiting
In deepest threat, now anticipating
Growing visions of the unholy we know
Having nowhere to run, nowhere to go
Ticking manic laughing of the clock
Murderous beasts, my screams they mock
Answers never come, no mercy only misery
Rats scuttle in corners, showing no pity
Endless searching to find some hope
Suddenly comes Death with a hangmans' rope

I thought I saw an Angel crying,
Up there within the storm clouds.
Her tears falling with the rain,
Her sobs hidden by the sound of thunder.

I thought I saw an Angel trying,
So hard to understand those she protects.
Never seeing in the folly of so many wars,
Wondering why there is the need to fight.

I thought I saw an Angel dying,
From the lack of emotions down below.
Her heart torn by the hatred being formed,
As she felt the love flowing far away.

I thought I saw an Angel flying,
Soaring up on beautiful wings.
Because she was never giving up hope,
For she knew we still had far to come.

I remember when we were young
Playing childrens' games together
Those times are now so special
I thought they could last forever

As we grew older and went our ways
Sister and brother living apart
She became a soldier, making me proud
Always here, never far from my heart

But now I can never tell you how I feel
I remember all the good times we went through
I am torn up inside, knowing I won't see you again
My brother Sean, this pain because it hurts to miss you

Can you please tell me,
How the cost of living isn't free?
Every heart beat that I feel,
Always seems another second to steal.
Poor souls suffer in torment,

Still losing a special moment.
Every life is forever paying,
A** price we pay for straying.
Taking us closer to Deaths' touch;
Suddenly the cost seems too much.

Everything seemed to be okay
Never knew it was going wrong
If only you could give me another day
To help us still be able to belong
I was just too blind to see
Too blind to see

Never knew in what I was dealing
When all I was doing was hurting you
Should had felt what you were feeling
When your love for me was still true
I was just too blind to see
Too blind to see

All the times you were waiting for me
And I took for granted what we had
In the end I left you feeling empty
I was the one who made you sad
I was just too blind to see
Too blind to see

Please can you give me one more chance
So I can now begin to get it right
Can we try again with our romance
Take me from the dark, back into the light
I was just too blind to see
Too blind to see

Iam here begging you to forgive me
Please will you take me back once more
I will be that man you want me to be
I will never go back to how I was before
I was just too blind to see
Too blind to see

Take off your shoes, rest for a bit

Grab a pint, take a chair and sit

Drink to comrades that are gone

And their memory will be strong



If you get drunk, that's okay

As long as you're here to stay

We can talk about great poetry

Until our glasses turn empty



If those words you can't find

Well you know, Paddy wouldn't mind

That pint on the table, that vacant chair

You can feel him, he is sitting there



I didn't know him all that well

He had good poems he would tell

Offer up a comment in his own way

Tell the truth in what he had to say



Well God has to give us the test

Because He will only take the best

Now up there, in Heavenly light

You can tell for the Angels he will write



If those words you can't find

Well you know, Paddy wouldn't mind

That pint on the table, that vacant chair

You can feel him, he is sitting there









for Patrick "Paddy" Martin, a true poet amongst us all.

Shivers, creeping down your spine
Grabbing you like a demon of ice
You are shaking, each passing terror
Gripped by the visions of the unholy

Nothing can stop these feelings now
Bubbling up like the foulest pit
Nausea like a fist, clenching inside
But  nothing can be seen, nothing there

That feeling there is something behind you
Watching, waiting, ready to strike
For what can be more terrifying, my friend
Than having to face fear, the horror of *fear itself

Would ye remember me,
If I fell into Deaths embrace.
Or would you soonest forget,
I ever dwelt within thy place.

Could you soonest know me well,
Of this man I used to once be.
Maybe yon memory would fade,
Until I was, at last, forgotten by thee.

And aye, mine words may live again,
Thy words may be revisited once more.
This World could rediscover the beauty of poetry,
Where begging to read, could, nay; shall implore.

The minds will be opened, all poets then blessed,
Where people will think, and come to ponder.
Books once again shall opened, and enjoyed,
As the best of thee, through words from yonder.

Thy blackened soul, it reaches out
Trying to break free this hellish night
Demons screaming with a banshee shout
Attempting to drag you from the light

I know who you are, hidden in mortal form
The rage of your darkness, forever screaming
Your eyes betraying your devilish storm
Taking away those that need hope in dreaming

So here you are, for you are coming for me
I was a fool to believe I could make this deal
Now the lowest part of Hell awaits for my misery
You have no heart, it is impossible for you to feel

Thy blackened soul,comes to seal my fate
And those hellish hounds come baying
To beat the Devil, before it becomes too late
Because in those lower regions, forever staying

Stop crying my sweet
You burnt the dinner
And it has got you down
Come here for a hug
Listen to what I say

Hello Beautiful

Don't you worry now
That dress suits you well
Never mind about others
Of what they might think
Because in my eyes I say

Hello Beautiful

From that very first day
I still feel the same way
Every moment I see you
Every day I am with you
Every time we make love

I say...

Hello beautiful

If only this was a perfect world
Where all could be set free
Where words were expressed
And read with love and devotion

If only there was never feuds
Where friends fell out at times
Where friendship was created
And it always reigned true

If only people could be equal
And forgive any injustice
So everyone could fit in
Instead of competing to win

If only poetry was that simple
To touch everyone in so many ways
That we could understand the true meaning
Where so many poems mean so many things

If only I could find the solution
To help make everyone find happiness
Where we love the friendship we have
Because then, I would find happiness too

They are coming, getting closer
I try hard but can not awaken

They are coming, getting closer
This is no dream, I was mistaken

They are coming, searching for me
If only I could escape somewhere

They are coming, searching for me
I am trapped in this nightmare

They are coming, stalking now
Who will be there to hear my cry?

They are coming, stalking now
Please help me, I do not want to die

They are coming, they have my scent
All I want is to come out of this dream

They are coming, they have my scent
All is left for me is to scream

They are coming, they are here

Velvet like kisses on lips
A taste of sweet love, gentle sips
Lovers embrace and never let go
Each telling words that they know
Never allowing a broken heart
Together and never being apart
In emotions grip, which they feel
Noticing their passion is real
Every beat welcomes more love

The news had just come over

The World was going to end

So he rushed to his lover

Last kisses he would send



They had one day left together

Before it ended in a ball of flame

Crying and wishing time was forever

Loving each other so much the same



He held her tight, together they did cry

Knowing together,at the end, they would be

Together, when the end came, they would die

And that together, Heaven, they would see



He wished he had more time to love her

More time that he could still adore her

A little more time to be her lover

More time he could still ensure her



Not long before the end of the World will come

He weeps as he looks deep into her beautiful eyes

As long as she is here, Death will be welcome

Both now asleep, never to see another sun rise

Going around and around

Will love finally be found?

Looking for life out there

Seeking for it somewhere



So on and on I will go

Back and forth, to and fro

Feet aching, never stopping

Always window shopping



I'm looking for the end of a circle

It keeps on being never ending

I'm looking for the end of a circle

I feel like things are transcending



Looking up, then I'm looking down

I'm the king who has lost his crown

Sometimes mad, maybe sometimes sane

Trying to make sense, trying to explain



If you look for which you seek

You never can find the words to speak

I am here and you are over there

Dreaming that we can be somewhere



I'm looking for the end of a circle

It keeps on being never ending

I'm looking for the end of a circle

I feel like things are transcending



.

Excuse me, Sir

Did you have to order
The most expensive food
That is on the menu

When outside the window
A hungry child looks in
Only dreaming of this

You waste half the plate
So it is thrown away
But never a scrap for us

Excuse me, Sir

You buy for your own sake
Not really needing it
For it is left to be forgotten

Never thinking what you could do
Sparing for the needy with nothing
One percent of your money is too much

You do not believe in charity
Millions wasted for your own good
The rich always rob from the poor

She is far away from home
Working hard, tries her best
No time to find what she needs
To allow herself to seek love

A thousands miles from family
She passes the hours, everyday
Never finding time to rest
Being lonely hurts her most

She refuses the offers coming her way
Not wanting just one night of passion
Then facing another empty, cold bed
At least she still believes in dreams

She never asked to be this way
Coming here, working a low wage
But there was no money back home
And she thought things would be better

So the hours pass, going home so alone
A home which is not there in her heart
Because her heart stays in another land
In that place she was born years ago

All she needs is someone to hold her
Show her how special she can be
To be there each night she comes back
To make her feel cherished once more


copyright Chris Smith 20th December 2010