Aim for the stars,
Never fall down,
Keep climbing until you reach the top,
Go on with your head held up high,
Don't make it touch the ground,
There's nothing to worry about when you can learn from your mistakes,
Fly and fly freely,
Run and run steady,
Don't let the negatives stop you,
Take control of your own destiny,
Find out the secret mystery,
The hidden treasure of success,
When its sealed inside of you,
Make it open out,
Let it touch your heart,
Let it release the strength that's been kept in you for years,
Never give up,
Never give in,
And always,
Aim for the stars...

The choices you make,
between hating and forgiving,
can become the story of your life*.

Tea with the drifters
lifting lids on the kids there and
they're all on the skids there,
the dossers and tossers,the pikeys
and grifters,
all with the same name and
sidelined,
blindside of the game,
and with nothing
to choose between see or be seen
we don't see.

We don't see the lean one,the tall one,
the
skinny and the short one,the young or
the old one,
the one with the dream gone but
we all see the hands out,
all fear the question,
(could that be me?)
'spare any change guv for a hot cup of tea?'

On a Sunday for some when we pray and give thanks,
there are some that work hard in the local food banks.
It is to them we should pray and not to some God of the day
who disappears at will.
And I'm sure God will forgive me for saying this system is *****,
it ain't right,
someone's skimming the cream
someone's stealing the dream and
all we'll have left is
the night.