I've been waiting at my gate,
waiting, just waiting.  I've
been waiting so long with
my music and songs, the
cello and bassoon.  
Many years have elapsed.
Will there be your coming
ever?  Some question.  I
gaze on.  Far away is
the blue sky line.

Little ******* a rusty bike,
riding through the streets in light,
throwing papers for front doors,
greeting folk glad to the core ...
pedalling in a town in peace,
riding joyful with great ease.

The roads never end.
1 goes to the other
By roads & high ways,
main streets, they converge
to take us to our
homes, where we linger.
Roads to eternity
will prolong themselves,
and we'll find paths to heaven,
after all Earthly travels.

Oxygen intake
creates oxidation
Keeping alive
entire nations
From the dawn
that breaks in the East
Every single
man and beast
There's nitrogen
but man needs it not
Without oxygen we
would just lose the plot
And oxygen with
hydrogen makes water
without which life
becomes stale matter
Oxygen for the lungs
is a must
It'll never run dry
I trust

What do u tell me
when the night shadows
Where does your sense go
To the end of the worlds?

I'm going round in
circles - feeling dizzy
Like an electron
round a nucleus

U say I'm sticking
like some plasticine
But as I spin hard
u r left speechless

When you work, you are so slow
Counting so gradually
Leaving gaps in tasks at hand
Holding, later, lovers' hands

You fall asleep at the wheels,
driving fellow workers mad
You knock off early most days
to join lovers, for hot days

Hardly follow any instructions
Lagging behind everyday
You might be sacked any day
Then love lovers without pay

Devastated
Taken for a ride
Made to feel dead
Not being able to hide
Veins throb
Head hurts
Feel robbed
Pride smarts
Dignity gone
All's tension
Sun's down
All's confusion