Pick up the pieces and carry on.
Deep breath usually clears the air
Keep calm and just carry on
Your pieces will certainly repair.

Conversation, that is all I wanted
A little time set aside to talk
Time, that is all I needed
Just extra moments to have a walk

So with this in my mind
and thoughts took their toll
I decided this is the time
that a ventured upon a short stroll

What did I find but chaos all around
Things were set to being weird
I noticed that all conversation had gone
and love from this earth had disappeared.

In some areas hatred was being broadcast
No thought for feelings deep within
Where has the love gone? Why has it gone?
all I could hear was a dismal din.

Moans, groans, fear, bloodshed, hurt
This just on a morning's stroll
An Angel needs to come to earth
and spread more love, that's her goal.

Nothing is so frustrating as a route
The Sat Nav playing it magic flute
Mile after mile
After a long a long while
The machine is mysteriously on mute!

Nothing is so frustrating as a route
The Sat Nav playing it magic flute
Mile after mile
After a long a long while
The machine is mysteriously on mute!

Days come and they go
The sands in the hourglass forever fall
Little things pass and stand the time
Some things in life do not matter at all.
But when it comes to life, the loss of it
well that is a different kettle of fish
and it hurts when their lives didn't stand a chance
we can all forever dream and expect a different wish
These lives were children, little children
with all the innocence of the young
They should be growing and doing what we can
Now a different sort of hymn from the  book is sung.
How can this be, why should this be,  why?
Why choose the innocent in life we just do not know
now each day sorrow and sadness passes us by.
Perhaps a thought should enter their heads
when the evil is about to strike question why
maybe these three little letters can dig home deep
maybe if they did,  people would not have to die.
Let there be no more hurt, let there be no more tears
No more.  Ask yourself why. There can be a change in ways
And we can learn to smile,  we can think about hope and peace
maybe time will pass through our tears and bring better days.

She just stood there hair in curlers
wired up to the mains
"What time do you call this?"
"My watch stopped" he claims.

Any excuse you are very late
He had no idea what she meant
He was wondering if this could wait
He was shaking and his key was bent.

"I expect I had a little drink!", came his reply
and waited to accept his fate.
She seemed to be smiling and he wondered why
she looked at her calender and especially the date.

"It is my birthday, I waited and waited for you
I just wanted to see you for goodness sake"
I waited and waited and didnt know what to do
I got angry, and in my madness ate all of my cake.

"Oh" he said.
He called time.

A few black holes and plenty of stars
No smog, no wars and definitely no cars
No speed cameras, no road signs
No road works to contend with, no lines
No road rage, no right of way
a distinct difference from light of day.
Whether in your rocket or buggy for one
space is just empty from when time began.
Microwaves screaming "melt me"
no hidden monsters in a fake tree.
They are out there waiting for you
just ask the Cling Ons, Dr Spock or Dr Who.