The gilt  edged sword of surreal sanity cuts deep wounds
Lacerations lament
Emotions repent

Damage to the core, to the very fabric of existence
Acidic tears
Roll gently over fears

Now survival has passed and the comatose state of denial remains,
So you shall turn to the depths of addiction
An unwelcome debilitating infliction

Suffocating in your sanctuary and crying for help
Lost in your vice
And rotting with the bugs , the lice,

The return to reason a path of injustice and failure
No spirit to shine
Another corpse waiting in line

A wound that never heals
A scar that forever bleeds
A bitter taste of resentment
As on your life and your loves,
The parasite of your persuasion feeds

Factory reset as my eyes shut  on another day confined to the ranks of history
The bright sun awakens ,
The mind is alert,
A day  of unknowing,
So tragedy we shall, try to avert
New day new challenge
New day new start,
From the days that have ended
A good place to depart
The screen is dark and no pixels shine
The intellect is bright and the subconscious is  sublime
Creativity creates chaos and reason redefines our  irrationality
So as the songbirds chorus greets your new horizon
Why do we fall back so easily into the arms of a dysfunctional reality

Another boring compromise
Dishevelled emotional franchise
Grossly heightened idea
Juvenile king Lear
My names  obstruction
Permanent quotes reaction
Standard transient ultimate vacancies
Wandering  x-rays yielding zombies

Your safety deposit boxes,
We shall hunt them with foxes
Tear them apart seam from seam
Weld from weld
Only for so long
Could your riches be held

Like the pariah that you are
You have left a great scar
Only to be healed
By chasing your worthless **** for hours across a muddy field
And when you come to an untimely end and go off to meet your maker
The only great thing you will be remembered for
Is how you were such a great taker

No balance
No sanity
Your ways and means
The greatest profanity
Yes we need money
And no there is no problem with wealth
But are we always to measure prosperity
Against another's poor health

You see
You turn
You run
You hide

You wince
You wane
You cannot handle
Your own pain

In dreams
In desires
In hypnotic
Translucent fires

The answers to the truth
The reason to exist
But the anti- hero to another
Who shall forever resist

You cower
In fear
Of all
You hear

The neon night time beacons
Their white noise weakens
You break
You accept
But there was a point
You needed to reject

You see
You buy
You wonder why

I am here and you are there
Between us there really is no reason
To care or share
You have yours and i have mine
A simple arrangement that works fine
But soon your ways
They blight my days
They impose on my freedom
Causing me anguish and pain
Your irrelevant ideals
Swimming in the insane
Your demands are not met
Anger I detect
Aggression comes next
As you try to define your reason
But towards the stability of humanity
Your crime is treason
All you perceive
It can be all that you are wiling
To believe
But with narrowed minds
And blinkered vision
We shall continue to destroy
The dream of unity
And any peaceful transition

Insanity
Is how it shall be
Now that normality
Has departed,
Long gone
And uncharted

That line in the sand
It did expand
It swallowed whole
Every unstable soul
Every extremist
Every fanatical fantasist

Our morals drowning
In a sea of demons
An ocean of dystopian dreams,
Where we now lust and embrace
Such ludicrous extremes,
Vivid vivisections
Of intricate intersections

This alternative in place
Wears a mask on it's face
A disguise of lies
With a desire to despise
A parade of a pompous parody
To control through chaos
And manipulate humanity

Careful how you tread
And from whose hand you are fed
What you seek as innocence
Is ***** under the influence
Drugged and deranged
Compassion exchanged
On the stock market floated
And for all of this ,
This life of inadequacy
We stood in lines and voted

Still so alone
In this crowded space
The look of love fading
From an aging face

Closer still
Till you are by my side
A distance demands
As we turn, run and hide

Life has existed
Wasted in an instance
Solitary confinement
As my preference was resistance

In awe for a split second
With the masses of majority
It seems fitting though to stand stranded
Amidst the minority

My dreams and denials dissipate from my hands
Drowning with synchronicity into the bloodstained sands
Alone the enlightened stature does  stand
Never wanting to accept the burden of all you understand

Did you walk a line this year parallel to so many before
Or did you dare to digress into your hopes and dreams, your aspirations
Will the next year be so familiar leaving you nonchalant,  abused and alone
Will the road of uncertainty shroud your every move as you embrace the unseen
Self worth should prevail
Monotony should burn
Time to live a life
Time for your turn
To jump far from the approved,
counter-productive  course
And leave behind sadness,
with no reason for remorse

To write, is to ignite, to infuse, and perhaps refuse
To deny the reason of the powers that be
To define the reason of you and me
To inspire
And maybe even douse the fire

Words of wisdom, words of rhyme
Words that speak of our current time
The problems of humanity
The problems of control
Words of insanity
Words of profanity

Profound rage
Incarcerated onto the page
Your soul it is not up for sale
Break the spell
With words of your own tale
Write to incite, to excite, to rejuvenate
Write forever to diminish the perpetuation  of hate,

Write to *******, paralyze and maim
Write to pacify, protect and tame
A language of love of peace and not war
A language to unite and take no more

No one is ever too big to be told,
Never could they, pay enough gold
In defiance against them I will stand bold
And condemn their actions as callous and cold

The stature of your status has your head up your own ****
Violated vision through an oil stained glass
Masses sit and learn how to spread the disease in an overcrowded class
The perpetuation of a modern day farce

Life ******* leech
On your pedestal you preach
Into the distance your sermon does reach
Let the contamination wash up
On your private beach

An uprising
Would not be surprising
As there is no disguising
Our rights to peace and freedom
They are compromising

Enlightenment has passed
A revolution does await
Those too big too be told
Eat, drink and deliriously debate
And as their ways and means
Slowly fade
From the ashes of anarchy
People embrace unity
Then a new world is played

From my heart , your love will never leave
And forever for you , I will grieve
I've lost a dear friend,
And a light has gone out
This life sometimes will have you struck down with its madness
Dragged away as you scream and shout
They say that in death there is life
A kind of positive from a tragedy
But this doesn't help,
The tears that rush from me
Is our fate sealed
Or are we truly just sailing blind in a storm
And as I am saying goodbye
I'll remember always that look in your eye
The one that says life is for living
And how we should embrace all that it is giving
In a blaze of glory
You wrote an amazing story
You did inspire and infuse
I loved you way back, when we were carefree
And I will love and remember you,
for eternity

Heaven has sent
An angel so pure
The beauty of your grace
Of your love and compassion
The air of serenity as you walk into the room
Bringing with you sweet summer rays
As  all around life begins to bloom
Like Mother nature
You have blessed our earth
And those you hold dearest
Always feel their worth
The love you give is the life you live
Heaven sent
This angel so pure

No one is ever too big to be told,
Never could they, pay enough gold
In defiance against them I will stand bold
And condemn their actions as callous and cold

The stature of your status has your head up your own ****
Violated vision through an oil stained glass
Masses sit and learn how to spread the disease in an overcrowded class
The perpetuation of a modern day farce

Life ******* leech
On your pedestal you preach
Into the distance your sermon does reach
Let the contamination wash up
On your private beach

An uprising
Would not be surprising
As there is no disguising
Our rights to peace and freedom
They are compromising

The perception you have
This cloud that mars your judgement
A lack of compassion
And of vision
Has handed to me
Your transition
From lover to long term sufferer
And my metamorphosis
From your rock, to the reason,
We may never recover

How time has cracked
The fate we sealed
How nonchalance and reluctance
Have become the swords we yield
No time it would seem
To continue to dream
Just to watch the harvest burn,
Of our fallow field

We subside into solitude
The construction of,
Our pre fabricated fortitude
And all the worries, the strains
And the stress
They all shall drown
As our lives digress

No passing of grace
Just a funeral pyre
With time it douses
The burning desire
To turn run and find
All those years we left behind
Discarded with ease
No longer here to please
This heart-breaking separation
Now has become my emancipation

Silence follows
Her entry to the room
The flowers flay
When once they did bloom
And as the warm light fades
To a frozen stream
So my love does disappear
On our broken dream

No sorrow
No guilt
Just like the flowers
Our love does wilt
No more does it lead
A star to guide
With strangers I am drunk
My secrets I confide

We will never speak
Of how we have become,
So weak
So fragile yet hardened ,as steel
No respect for the other
And how they may feel

Three decades dissipate
Into the ether they levitate
My heart, it is not broken
My love for you??
Perhaps, just a token,
We part, we walk, we don't look back
The distance grows greater
Never again , to see you later ,

Before its too late
Just, close the gate
Go out no more
Try to ignore
The burn inside

The days have been long
Yet the years have been wasted ,
In a flash,
Dreams were scarpered
Anxieties were harboured
The obvious became the reality,
The disintegration of a destiny
On a parchment thin


In the middle I stand
Answers I hold
In each weary hand
The pain of habit persists
It's ways entice and insist

Reserve is empty
A countdown ticks
Forget auto pilot
And any more kicks
It's been a while
No longer does my friend
Make me smile
A great fissure in my armour
Awaiting trial by karma


So take no more
Self satisfying harm
You know
That long ago
It lost it's charm
That intensity has quelled
To a monolithic stature
A soft hum of annoyance has replaced
That rhythmic revolutionary rapture

The burn inside
Try to ignore
Go out and search no more
Just close the gate
Before it is too late

Can we take from our forefathers their wisdom and strength
Can we take it from then to be executed for the here and now
So that our prosperity
Is not in vain
Before the vicious cycle all around that drives the insane
Takes a grip so strong
And to yourself you no longer belong
Is it  to be that we are eternally tortured
Or is it just a thought occupying a mind
That in itself has been slaughtered
Barraged by the bedlam of the benign
The wind of social complexity blows **** cold
The ideas that gravitate without definition can never be told
So as life does increase
It's grasp of depravity relinquishes no release
So am I mad
Or to the core,
Is it really that bad
Are there just too many excuses to express so freely
Or have I lost all coherence and sanctioned reality
As we who create continue to perspire
And those who parade their parasitic perversions continue to feed the fire
Then words and images shall gouge their truths into the hearts of the innocents, the worthy souls who question conformity
The taking of no prisoners as a world rises from the smog of corporate contamination
We shall free our minds
We shall live severed from greed,
Bullets won't fly under the banner of political idealism
Our morals, our values they will not be castrated
But if we never see blind and deem ourselves to be but one
Then the outcome is obvious,
The painter will paint
The poet will write
Common decency, invested integrity
Manipulated
Corrupted
Finally annihilated

The mental capacity to carry on with the daily grind of modern mayhem slowly ebbs from view.

A hardened psyche is in the throws of disarray , dilapidates like a forgotten building in an overgrown forest.

Slowly the bugs creep in, they're the first of many to colonize this quietening storm.

Each inhabitant feeding on a memory, on a loving thought of youth.

As trees swallow concrete, the chill of numb nonchalance spreads as a disease, each and every part of relevance becoming so much more irrelevant.

Those time consuming chores that dictated, lost forever, a blank stare replaces, eyes that see straight through to another side.

To hold on would be a punishment, to relinquish is to hold the key to the gates of purgatory.

You can hear the wheels slowly turn as they now etch the sound of silence, when they stop and the madness begins when shall the twist of fate turn to a tapered end.

It's winter and the birds have not flown south, a great freeze as fresh nature grows all around , sensory deception for muted perception.

Before too long it will be too late to disturb the disturbance and rationalize with faith, with the heart of certainty this meaningless shall cease, the way ahead will be forged by my hand, I will not fall by the wayside of incoherence,

I will not return

And I will not let my sanctuary burn

By the weeping willow our hearts entwine
And through the shadow of the mist
Our love is made
No boundaries we crossed
Just two souls dining
On the delights of desire
Your passion
My meaning
Your life
Now in my hands as we create
As we grow old
Fearless
Reckless
We end as we begun
Lying in the grass
Peaceful and content

I can live in a world
where your God does rule
And if I am one of those brandished a fool
But can you live a world void
Of all the faith you have employed
Where we are here
Truly alone
And humanity not piety
Sets the common tone

I can live with your fears
Your preconceptions
But how would it be
If you were  free
Of all of your discerning deceptions
Could you survive
Would your dignity take a dive
Could you embrace the flamboyant
Or would it all become so abhorrent

The risks of reason
The tricks of treason
We all can become too attached
To the ideals our lives have hatched
Tangent away from a unified vision
Settling for nothing more than our selfish disposition

We can remember our history
But it should not be the way we choose to continue
We can live together
If we share an experience not based around
A biased point of view
Yes to the freedom of expression
But no to it's parasitic self righteous procession
If this world were divine
Then it wouldn't be yours
And it wouldn't be mine
It would be ours
And we all would shine

The town was dark
It had Satan as its guard
The stars that shone they danced with deception
As the night corrupted
So it was that the cosmology spiralled into disarray
Rain from clouds
As torturous as cancer
Acid that burns deep into your soul
Our mortal flesh bleeds
As the immortal pain of life succeeds
It saddens as it saturates
The toxic twist navigates
Into the psyche of the artist poor
Who sits in a dying flame
Waiting to score
To pen the phrase
To paint the elaborate Titan's maze
The abuse of others
Our beauty it covers
It's the camouflage of nature,
Of the wholesome and serene
Turns a rose into a ruptured spleen
So we write and we paint
We shout and we scream
We never sleep
So we never dream
Provoking this reality
That provokes our stability
Insults our mentality
And all the while
We wear the clowns smile
We toil , we endeavour
We never give up,,,   ,,,  never,

I write to spite
A world enthralled with the massacre of solitude
A world born crude
And through the back door it grew into this monster
This anarchic regime of the intimidation of an individualistic code
So your abode
Your humble palace
Watch it burn in a rich mans chalice
The drug of choice
For an autocratic voice
High on power and rushing on the blood of those who suffer
Their kicks kick in as we turn against each other
No longer can their atrocities
Be forced upon us as our responsibilities
As consciousness  grows and insecurities fail
The reality of the indignation, is all you can inhale
So all those thoughts of prosperity ,wealth, appearance and social acceptance
May they perish and persuade us no more
It will end the way it started
The chaos of when destiny has departed
The illegitimate ways
That have blighted our days
Lost amidst the thrill of the unknown
Forever forgotten as we who are left to reap the rewards of the seeds we have sown

Drenched in the  demons design

Clouds of confusion clear the skies for the tempest that teases

A pause,,,,,,,

The silence,,,  

Now the horror of madness falls upon those who took shelter in pain

Refuge in the refusal to give up ,get up ,and move onwards, away ,out of and into tomorrow and beyond

How the massage of the meaning soothes the insanity, breaks holes in the wall that surround

The physical the mental the whole of your idiosyncratic idealism,,,,,,,, burnt at the stake violated in its house , alone cold , nowhere to go

Down not the option as integrity does remain

This hallucination cannot sustain

The meaning , forever ,shall it be

A heart ,a mind, a savages soul,

Tamed to perfection , perfectly free

Weapons of mass distraction
Words and ways of our modern days
Globalized, the radical powers who seek truth and justice amidst their treacherous tyranny
Nations of innocents , swathes of unknowing citizens base their very existence upon the dreams of these peddlers of preposterous propositions,

Did you see it?
No you didn't,
Did you hear it?
You might think you did,
Did you imagine it?
You more than likely did

Read it in the papers, on the web, and on the faces of the faceless free
The manipulation of humankind to feed the greed of the wanting hand,
This horrifying overture of oppression disguised as liberty has managed to extract every morsel of dignity from our naked flesh,

Can you feel it?
I bet you can
Can you smell it?
You really can't miss it,
Does this taste of torment take root inside?
It probably does and just burns with its acidic tide

All for nothing is not how it all should be
All around us the glories of the inglorious is not what we want to see
The beholders of our apocalyptic abortion
Grandmasters' of our demonic distortion

Weapons of mass distraction
Words and ways of our modern days
Globalized, the radical powers who seek truth and justice amidst their treacherous tyranny
Nations of innocents , swathes of unknowing citizens base their very existence upon the dreams of these peddlers of preposterous propositions,

Did you see it?
No you didn't,
Did you hear it?
You might think you did,
Did you imagine it?
You more than likely did

Read it in the papers, on the web, and on the faces of the faceless free
The manipulation of humankind to feed the greed of the wanting hand,
This horrifying overture of oppression disguised as liberty has managed to extract every morsel of dignity from our naked flesh,

Can you feel it?
I bet you can
Can you smell it?
You really can't miss it,
Does this taste of torment take root inside?
It probably does and just burns with its acidic tide

All for nothing is not how it all should be
All around us the glories of the inglorious is not what we want to see
The beholders of our apocalyptic abortion
Grandmasters' of our demonic distortion

Lost amidst the inferiority of adult life I strive to find the person whom you once met,
That fire I ignited has simmered to a shameful sullen faced embarrassment
My love , my might,, let us not fight
Let us ****** through the prefabrication that dictates
Let us once again breathe to be free
Let poetry prevail
Set the wind in our sail
As in the darkness of tomorrows hopes we forage
We shall be as one, we shall smile , laugh, and watch the setting of another sun

The tedious tenacity of time as it skips by, carefree and solitude it destroys your dreams

Boredom breaks the boundaries of beauty, this ugly face of reckless haste rapes and pillages prosperity

In a mess, in a confused state of your own mess you wallow and whine for the days of the innocent and intrepid mind,

To have become something that bears no resemblance to the visions of youth can only strike you down,

With the power of inert capabilities you are forced to stare into a world in which you have zero compliance, a world in which the greatest lesson would be one of self reliance

Obsessive compulsions drive the lifeless machine, its not destiny , its not fate, but it is the manic madness that surrounds breeding hate,

You search but find not the ability to make a change for the good, so the good changes you before your very eyes, anger, frustration, endorsements of the choices forced upon us

The course is set , and the way is blurred, barriers of bewilderment block the boundaries of your heart, slow but sure , as time rages so does the anarchic rebellion burn bright as out of the aftermath of responsibility comes the raw reasoning of liberation

Time shall not take my heart and mind away
As into the dark of my life I stray
And as the welcoming palm of wisdom is embraced
So the savagery of time is replaced
Tamed almost to perfection

Am I a black man in a white mans skin
Am I  the fire that comes from within
Am I to be held responsible for my cultures catalogue of sin
I have no idea of where my history does begin

Maybe I have the wrong genitals
In possession of a body that doesn't follow natures rules
Not a mammal just reptilian with a cold beating heart
Still not knowing where my history does start

I see the same as you through my narrowing eyes
Blinded to the unknown but I can see the lust for the lies
I didn't see a heaven as I climbed high into the skies
And never found from where it was my history did rise

A cold past
Shall forever last
Your story mine
As we all walk the same line
But around us all we build that fence
Never knowing from where our history
Did commence

Your land, not your war
But who was it that let them in the back door
It was you, it was me,
Trying to set our people free
Words spoken
So easily broken

Our futures merge
Our history we should purge
What has gone we cannot forget
So let's try to embrace that which hasn't happened yet
The value of our existence
Our great resilience
To relinquish our pain and move ahead
Our history has shown that far too many have bled

Actually,,
Because
Corruption
Dictates
Evolution,,
Freedom
Genera­tes
Hatred..
I
Just
Knocked
Liberty..
Maybe
Now,,
Outside,,
Peopl­e
Queue,,
Relentlessly
Seeking
Truth
Under
Vulnerable
Wants..
Xenon,,
Yesterdays
Zeitgeist

After
Believing
Charity
Does
Everyone
Feel
Gifted

How
Intolerable
Justice
Kneels

Loving
Mankind
Never
Opens
Parameter­s

Questions
Regarding
Social
Topography

Useless
Victory
When
Xe­nophobes
Yield
Zealously

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

My heart does ache
When tears begin to break
When my laughter recedes
My hearts love does bleed
The pain of loss, will be lost in the memories made
The joy of life and how, together, ours was played
Love it never ends, just becomes a stranger on the shore
My love for you shall go on,more so than before
Each day that passes and I remember our lifes and how you always made this world a special place
Forever with a heart full and a smile on my face
I will remember you, and your wholesome love
I will remember the beauty of your  grace,

I am an extremist
Proud to shout
From inside to out
But I know I'm not a terrorist

My views are so far
So distant to yours
And mine I think have started no wars
Never blown someone to pieces with a bomb packed car

I've not killed the innocence of youth
I've not killed anyone
I have shot a gun
But I will only answer to the truth

I am an activist
One who seeks something far from modern day realities
Perhaps I am involved in too many fantasies
But I am an activist, just this one is a pacifist

I am extreme
What I seek  to spread though through a passive path of peace
Would be to unite , to embrace and to never release
But I am an extremist and I am so detached from your dysfunctional dream