Perhaps you think not what you did
Nor of bad or good
Not of the shells that hit the ground
Nor the stands we stood

Perhaps you think not of the hearts
The ones that loved a marriage
Nor of the ones that didn't fit
Like a horse without it's carriage

Perhaps you think of blood lust people
As your killing henchman
Or maybe of the ones that died
Helping in the trenches

Perhaps you think is what we ask
Day in, day out, all day
Perhaps you think not what you did
Nor the price we paid

Careful tread thy yonder sons
Through conflict mines you go
Let not your faith go, but let yourself free
Don't change for others
And don't hate others for being themselves
And although the life of time will separate us
I wish to say, now while I can
........
I Love You

In the summer of 94
A policman knocked on my suburban door
He told a tale of death and lie
And told me to come and indentify

I cried the tears of sorrow and sad
I swore revenge upon the bad
And as the sun rose in 95
I knew that I would make someone die

I travelled the world far and near
Contained with the mindset of my father dear
I saw a man bragging about hat and death
I took my knife and stabbed him in the chest

So came along 99
I knew that I had served my time
I had rid of all the bad
And avenged my loving dad

I step towards the oxbow lake
Forget the noose, I will never wake
The life I’ve lived I hate so much
Why did god create me such?

Death will hurt and I know well
But no-one cares, there’s no-one to tell
The flies will eat my rotten soul
And I will count my deadly toll

I’ve killed too many, over time
I love to see them squirm and whine
But I must be punished for killing you
So I will die the same way too

So I apologise for my sad sins
And putting your body in the bin
But a horrible death will rid my hate
I am in a suicide state…

The cloudy skies on this dark night
Light up wiht dove white light
Penetrating near and far
Just like an albino star

The shadows jump amongst the trees
I'm consumed in my white marquee
A tender breeze to cool to touch
What god created such?

Water shimmers in the glow
A spotlight on the crowing crow
This magical theatre comes to life
Like Macbeth with a silver knife

But alas here comes the bloodshot skies
As the sun begins to rise
Pushing the moonlight far away
All to return, another day...

They shed their tears
They bowed their heads
For as each day passed
Ten more were dead

The time was slow
The lice were bad
And as each day passed
There fell another lad

The tabs they had
Were promptly smoked
And as each day passed
At the fire they poked

They quickly advanced
Over the top
And as each day passed
By the ***’s they were shot

But as many were gone
More came through
And as each day passed
Ten did too

And as each day passed
So did the wars
So now we stand in silence
To remember our force…

I know a bully
He’s beaten and kicked
And when he tells others
He’***** with a stick

I know a bully
He’s sad and alone
It gets even worse
When he goes home

I know a bully
He’s locked up at night
He cannot sleep
As he’s filled with fright

I know a bully
He never gets fed
He hates what he’s done
Hates what he’s said

I know a bully
He has no friends
He wants to escape
But he’s going round the bend

I know a bully
He’s filled with red mist
He makes fun of my glasses
And of my lisp

I know a bully
He isn't that bad
It's because of his life
He makes people sad