if theres a silver lining
im robbing it
ive had enough of waiting
for another hit
if theyll kick a down man
ill take a punt
reciprocate
put the boot on the other foot
if the shoe fits
wear it
when the other one drops
be prepared
unswerving
uncaring
when they kick my knees out
ill go down
killing and cursing

the truth of the universe
will almost certainly be
so blindingly simple
that we will never see it
the human propensity
to complicate things
would have us looking for the complexity
in a collection of nothing

never play never win
the lure of the game
is contained therein
which way you turn
when the walls
pin you in
will decide the direction
you are going in

i am the inky tip of my egos quill
sometimes needing blotting
always needing refilled
dipped into a bottomless well of will
i will stop at nothing
until my need is fulfilled

if do what thou wilt
is to be the whole of the law
what of the inevitable transgressor
an eye for an eye
is just the blind leading the blind
but minds leading minds is no better

the first step to knowledge
is to know you know nothing
the second step to knowledge
is to follow the first
the third step to knowledge
is to keep on going
until you know your steps
go somewhere

i am
the great i am
am very pleestameecha
so delighted to see
**** a delightful creature
sorry i meant such
youre such a peach
id eecha
but ya *******
on those nuts
like ya need a teechaaaa

gettin clean
feels like rocky on a step climber
gonna fly now on repeat
as im gettin higher
goin nowhere
punchin air
no i'll never tire
cant breathe
collapsin
flappin
like a punctured tyre

mitigate
make them go away
theyll eat us all
if we let them stay
repeating lessons
learnt already
is no remedy
i reiterate
dont
vote
conservative

i remember the pain
as if it were yesterday
because it was yesterday
I began to exercise again

ask for my advice
you can take it or leave it
ask me for help
youll take it as it comes
throw it back in my face
because you dont want to hear it
ill throw you out on your ****
hope your god succumbs

no sane man lies down before the lion
accepts his fate and is devoured
instinct forges a heart of iron
there is no such thing as a natural coward

it took 27 years to replace the shame
of families who knew their own werent to blame
for causing this great city so much pain
the 96 walk with their heads up again

help wanted
apply within
surrender to your self
let the healing begin
being who you are
not who youre being
is imperative
if youre to have the key
to this loony bin

horizons stretching
white and pure and distant
in their possibilities
more compass points
than a thousand skies
with a million sextants to read them
just waiting to breach
that final barrier to existence
to become all you can be
tossed into this mercurial 'pool
no hope no destiny

the lives ive held between these hands
dont touch me as i pass them on
each as nameless as the last
their faces blurring into one
the pleas
the tears
the bended knees
like words repeated once too often
lose all human quality
as i lost mine
when i took this job on

have you ever felt
like you have the truth of the universe
on the tip of your tongue
and that if you could only get silence
youd be able to hear all the answers
being whispered on the wind
waiting to be heard

stream of consciousness
theres madness in the method
what goes in comes out
untethered
unmolested
direct from the subarachnoid
tried and tested
evolved into creation
making
being humans best bit

energy causing matter to coalesce
bodies formed the function inherent
sentient life from chemical process
no gods just chance no more no less

join the dots
paint the picture
take a look
at your depiction
what you saw
what you created
are different patterns
of the same creator
real and unreal
are both illusions
your minds eye
is the only one you see through

at best were making the best
of a bad situation
adding stress to a stressed
to breaking point population
revolutions have begun before
for much lesser reasons
the lesson from the past to learn
is often treason is reasonable

i want to live in a world of thoughtfulness
one where every action having an opposite is remembered equal
where we admire the different and accept its importance in keeping life interesting
and where its difference is admired simply for being
whenever two the same congregate a sliding scale is created
and the different become separated to be judged by one mans thoughts amplified and affirmated
and then lossily disseminated
i want to live in a place where we think our own thoughts
where in action or inaction we decide for ourselves that what is right is what is law
i dont want anarchy as a political congress
i want anarchy inherent and dominant in the whole of humanitys thought process

dented

                             fragmented

battered

                             bruised

monosyllabic

                             after a mile

in another mans

                             shoes

which tangled loom made me me
why was my pattern never repeated
what knitted the fabric of my ideology
who cut my strings and left me
wafting through the weave

The futures so bright
It casts now into shadow
The price to be paid
For a better tomorrow
In these rarefied times
We have to live shallow
For what the past had
And the next expect
Leaves the present peasant fallow

why would you greet a man
with anything but kind words
when his only other option
is to explode to be heard
if he wants your help, give it
if he doesnt the choice is his
dont presume that because he has what you want
he wants what you give
be honest with yourself
about your all encompassing greed
you dont want to help who needs help
you want to help yourself to what you need
if he has nothing worth taking
then he can at least be the seed
of the burgeoning budget
for your military deceit

where do you think your pink hair
and piercings fit
into fashions plagiaristic style
or lack of it
tattoos so loud and bountiful
you make the yakuza look ****
out is the new in
alt is so alt
everybodies it

whats iraq got that syria hasnt?
whats the difference between them
and afghanistan?
whos deciding one deserves help
and the other doesnt?
how much more ******* carnage must we see
before well lend a hand?
or are you waiting til debating votes and ratings
lets you know which path your taking
meanwhile the genocidal wrath is unabating
like another bosnia

when you lose the illusion
when the light shines through
when your dreams are shattered
all that is left to accrue
is all that matters
even when its cruel
brutal truth though painful
is no less true

We'll find our own arrow of time
Live in our bubble
Of superdense time/space
Accelerating our mass
Until we collapse
In on ourselves
Form a new universe
Where we make our own rules
In physical superposition

blue like your blood
blue like your dead face
enjoy the party
youre a ******* disgrace
i wouldnt **** on you
in a put out the fire race
id accept the loss
watch you burn til theres no trace
sometimes coming last
is no loss in this rat race
you think its tough at the top
try being last in the first place

time and tide wait for noone
sink or ride the waves of sorrow
pounding at the shores of tomorrow
washing clean the life you borrow
fill your hourglass watch its tumble
signify your times of trouble
clarity is an empty bubble
sitting over a sandy puddle

why
should my time in the sun
be cast in the shadow
of those
that would set themselves
above me?
when icarus falls
will i be expected
to reach out a samaritans hand
to help him up
from laying in the dust
of his own char
or will i pluck a burnt feather
for my new jaunty hat?

i love your latest album
i love your greatest hit
i love everything you do or say
and ill pay for it
dont worry about the effort
thats no part of it
youre at the peak, at the top
of a curled dogshit

youll listen to what looks good
or if it repeats a word
ad infinitum like a dump truck
going in reverse
i dont want to hear about
anything youve heard
its like sitting round
admiring the shine
on a gleaming polished ****

he shakes your left hand
as much as this offends
repulses
hes been here before
and hes heard the stories
how you buried his elders
in pig skin
a week late
facing west
hes keeping his right hand ready
and hes going to strike when his hospitality runs out

Am I the only one who sees
there is no good
only degrees
of evil?

days become weeks become months become years
time measured by rejection
biweekly fears
face to face no compassion
pride mirrored in the eyes of a stranger
appears deflated
the reflection is harsh
your humanity barely tolerated.

i met a girl.
she makes me feel.
alive again.
it might be real.
she smiles at me.
and what i see.
is blinding me.
i cant believe.
its happening.
shes more.
than i could ever be.
or want.
shes everything i need.
i cant believe.
its happening.
i met a girl.
she makes me feel.

time heals all wounds
death erases the scars
love is the weapon
that cuts the deepest
the cause as well as the balm

Our paths will cross again
Love
You're in the code

i slept perchance to dream
saw the black loom of eternity
spin out a blanket of the real
with no comfort
it was comforting
to know all that i see
is part of something
with no human taint
the infinite explains
the finite nature of human restraint
spread upon the winds
a seed of life without our massive weight
is as light as light can be
on a sea of waves with no anchors chain
to tie us to the bedrock
of our infinitely complex brain
the problem lay in opened eyes
to heavy waking life again

we're brothers in flesh
disjointed in mind
allah is all together
all the gods refined
distilled and decanted
the measure the bind
the empty glass is more full
than the headiest wine

sold as seen
seen as more
more is sold
all glimmer no gold
marketed as wanted
bought a millionfold
herds of willing customers
wearing your blindfolds

intelligence isnt the great enhancer
evolution will ensure it never rises again
its nothing less than clever cancer
just another link in a terminal chain
if any other life ever suffers this mutation
let us hope that some sign of us still remains
so they can see how to avoid mankinds imagination
that leads to death in so many intelligent ways

we sing our words as an invocation
of power for all the missing generations
left in this city of sorrow and elation
gone from the top of the world
to the depths of degredation
time and again left in cessation
never ceasing to believe in our own population
liverpool will never be part of this nation
but if you think we give a **** youre very much mistaken

i make no apologies
for my words steadily
building into anthologies
but i feel i must say im sorry
for my lack of poetic knowledge
leading to reams of verbal slurry
i must add at this point in proceedings
that i think im doing well given educations failings
but dont expect too much entertaining
theres only so far i can go on my GCSE gradings

if a man falls
in a country
with nothing to offer
does anyone care?

sometimes i think
maybe im not
cut out
for this life
usually im sure

the law is an asp
denying true will
there is only one path
thats yours to fulfil
be what you are
not what they tell
the only answer you owe
is to question your self
ethical quandry
is egoic suspense
wasting aeons of time
in this momentary existence
the daemon inside you
makes moral judgement
a surplus requirement
lest you hurt someone else