There is no room for pacifists
In this world;
It's a militant's Paradise.

If what I'm told is true
Why do I doubt?
How come I cannot relate
To anything those people say?
Why am I letting myself absorb behaviour
To legitamise your lies?
How come I know it isn't me
But I'm doing it anyway?
Why do you spin my past
Until I second guess my judgment?
Why do you tell me who I am
Like you take any notice?
I know you know me well
So why make **** up?
You're claiming to only want to help
By causing the problems you rush to fix.
Why do you make me dependant
But scold me for not doing things myself?
Why do you dismiss my ideas
As the ramblings of a ******?
You tell me I'm special, broken
Until I believe it too
And tell me it's denial
When I ask how I'm normal
And when I break free
Shape my own life around me
Why do you censor me
And push me away
While you do the same to her
And send her to hospital?
Why, if you love us so,
Do you want us hurt and low?
Why do you not encourage our happiness
Why do you always have to rescue us?
Do we need to be going through hell
For you to notice?
They all say mother knows best
And I'm sure yours does
But there's a line between
Nurturing and control

In my nerve endings is a memory
My sense of touch quite vivid
Making an rigorous attempt
At how we would have felt
I can feel your skin when I cup your chin
Coarse textures covering me
Limbs grip like velcro
In my perfect dream I already know

Rescue me
Take me back to sanctuary
Return me
To my sun washed lola

I feel it in my shoulders
Runs deep through to my fingers
My mind had forgotten
My body captured the ghost
Its past relived through tingling toes
I can hazzard a guess
That this was how we felt

Rescue me
Take me back to sanctuary
Return me
To my sun washed lola

When I heard the kindly mama
Sing in foreign tongues
I'm restless like a baby
Unnerved by the ache though
Soothed by weird nostalgia
Tonight I'll dream again
Carried by intrinsic, near mystic
Knoweldge of home

Rescue me
Take me back to sanctuary
Return me
To my sun washed lola

I like memes
Words don't deliver half as much
My reaction can be boiled down
To 500x500 pixels
I'm utterly speechles
It takes no thought to post
It takes little wit
To giggle at an injoke
That the whole world is in on
It's nice to be part of something though
And share a snigger
We watch trends change
And language evolve
Without considering our role
What was rellevant some years ago
Is nostalgia in the archives
Of our collective history
Memes are the roman wall graffiti
Of the techno age
Only it's copied over and over
And spread like wildfire
Only to diseappear in the blink of an eye

Welcome to the circus
The greatest show on earth
Dress me up and make me dance
Spill my coffee, smear the jam
At the clicker sound we stumble
Making a mess of the tea table
It's a zoo out there
From watch towers a life under scrutiny
If I do what feels good
Is it selfish?
Only living for the health of the soul
And the memories that have never been
It lays in waiting
The creature rocking, rocking
In fear of the enclosing walls
In safety the sanity is lost
Staring at murals of what lies beyond
At the bell the dog starts drooling
If I play my tricks right
I'm rewarded with funds to survive
So I can die some more
From the pandemic zoochosis
There is more dignity, I find
Savaged by big cats in the wild

You, my fellow primate,
Could have been my dear mate,
Sad! It's too late,
Generations distanced our fate

Oh, my dear ape,
Teach me how to groom and shape,
Seems we share so many traits!
With tools and terms, I'd reciprocate

We know how to give and take,
But I don't think we're that "Great"!
We do learn at fast rates,
Not to mention, fornicate!

For now, let's eradicate,
The many lengths that separate,
You from me, my fellow Great,
Here's a fruit, I just ate!