It was a morning of tranquility
And it was your vile tongue that had this abruptly undone
The birds were singing and inside my head your words were ringing
Intensity spiralling  
As you continue to chastise you really only manage to ostracise
Your red mist has descended and the white flag truce has ended
A battle commences as my back is turned to absorb your barrage of selfish subscriptions
Just another bright day of perpetual predictions

You dont know me but you do owe me
So much you have taken as your gluttony prevails
With your eccentric equation of equilibrium you have always tipped the scales
You dont know my name
And I care not for your alter ego that searches for fame
A fancy parade
For all the lies you have made
The crowds that stand and watch, hold hands tight with misery
As you smile and wave with your piety
You dont know me, but you do have a good idea
You're fully aware of how this life has been constructed amidst the constraints of fear
Of social segregation
Funded by financial manipulation
You dont know me and know nothing about how I want to live
You certainly know though , how much I give
How hard it can be, none of your concern
The ways of the common man you will never learn
You dont know me, but I know you
I can see all you are failing to do

My mind, my thoughts, my heart
My sanctuary
They hold me close
Drape dreams over depressive demands
I think
Though not straight
And not always stable
The turbulent tranquility
The confusion of complexity
The chemical calculations on the highway of hesitant hallucinations
The wars that rage
Fill many a page
My mind
My saviour
A white flag to fly
Demons to deny
Life, the poignant, profound parade
It helps to shape the thoughts made
To my eyes, its horror is displayed
My mind, my thoughts, my heart, they can't help feeling they have been betrayed

I cant help thinking and feeling
We are so far down **** street that we are ******
We can write
We can sing
In all these years it hasn't changed
One thing
Slaves still sold
Great lies always told
Ammunition
The gluttony of this worlds tradition
Wars still reign
Still we are
Driven insane
We watch
We wait
We love
We hate
Our words are nothing short of humour for the dinner parties of the parasitic political wannabes
As long as power does remain
And their ways we sustain
Then may you continue to float
With a hole in your boat

My innocence bludgeoned
A witness to the harsh realities
I seem to entertain
Always to remain
Chained to my experiences
To the delusional that is dealt

Tainted wisdom wreaked its havoc
The wrath of my youth
Was not going to become my truth
This emotionless and faceless society
Had captured and rendered my life ,
An inconsequence of birth
No apparent worth
De-sensitized to the debauchery
A place already booked
In the mortuary

I've grown to discover my own design
I'll not whimper and perish
In the corner, out of the way
I will endeavour to unfold
Tear back the layers
To a brighter day
Forge a friendship
With fortitude
Enjoy my freedom
As my innocence now
Lives in solitude