But why do my emotions run amok, it is only you who has walked past

Sweat on my palms and upon my brow, that giddiness of butterflies fluttering by

You make me nervous, my breath shortens as mouth dries and words evade

Never betrayed,

a heart rich, a heart open, a heart ready

Echoes of "take me with you, away from all that is now"

And I will love you with the reason of no other than to be  beside you and be just a small part of what it is you are

A vision of perfection, the power of your attraction, my insurrection,

My love
It is my weakness
It is the ammunition
It will furnish the fashion
You will hurt
Your heart will break
To another you should take
The love you have left

The dust settles
Some time has passed
No more questions asked
You now smile with no frown
And your love is not tied down

Now we are free
but there is still pain for me
The pain I have given and the selfish one that I now feel in my solitude
A day to forget the day it was your love I chose to exclude

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

For me to be , all that I desire
Then I can continue no longer,
Playing the role I assume
Residing in my darkened room

The orchard burns
The one I planted and nurtured,
Its flames can be extinguished
But only until it is the vision of me I have relinquished

So step by tiny little step, I shall learn how to stride
How to eradicate the emotions, those that help me to lock a door and hide

I will not become all that I never was, or forget the boundaries of my inner self

Its more of a return to the person I have forgotten, a return to he who had such a spiritual wealth

Politics of power politics of greed, politics we don't really need
Words with no meaning, words of war, words to exasperate all the wrongs of before
Men in bowler hats from higher degrees of education, Suffragettes in suits with their posh procrastinations
Radicalised preachers disguised as primary school teachers, morals and values that have no worth, morals and values to discolour our earth
Politicians with a fame fascination, politicians on their own inert instruction
Politics of verbal constipation, designed in a way you will never comprehend, politics of corruption and manipulation,  politics to make your thoughts unlawfully twist and bend
Politics that so easily steal from a dying hand, politics that allows our old to die where they stand
The politicians expense account, this just helps the animosity amount, our money, our stability our very existence, put to one side and dealt with the utmost of contempt if you offer up any form of resistance
Politics of minorities who the majority doesn't want or need and should rightfully and respectfully be abolished, when you look at our world  our people, and how they suffer, the responsibility lays firmly at their feet for with their megalomaniac ways , our world they have tarnished
I personally do not vote, how can I, when all they do is lie, I'm sure in-between, this cataclysmic scene, someone has the heart, the integrity and honour to want to serve the people of their nation, but I guess , like the rest , they'll accept their payout, sign on a dotted line, and never scream, never shout

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

Its like a theory
And I can't take it too seriously
My resistance
To an existence
A life of blind deaf and dumb
From my toes upwards, slowly numb

People rushing away with thoughts
of how we should be organised
into containerised species
Nothing better
than your own choice of incarceration
and a menu full
of Michelin five star rated faeces

A box of goodies,
all labelled quite clearly,
'this ones not for you, please pick again'

So as the world invents the reason to define,
as they give to us purpose
via a responsible methodical
tried and tested path
I will endeavour on my own ,
pay as much attention to the system
as it pays to me,
and remember to always
smile and laugh,

Drifting on fragments of fractured reason
On a tangent trajectory cruising an insatiable instability

Sanctioned sunrise with its surreal surprise
Escapism now justification for the fool who invested, entrusted their truth to a bunch a wolves

Malfunction has entered the realms of mathematics, it has been force fed multiplication

So apparent, ambience has absconded, the Parthenon has perished, the Coliseum has collapsed,

Sanctuary, a penitentiary, high walls of glass shards,
Imprisoned, individuality, no way past these guards,

Prosperity without profit, punished and ridiculed,
The desire to abstain and refrain from normality, its fire is fueled

Love
Poetry
Lifes lived
The gift of voice
The power of thought
Inside the dream of an impossibility forever caught
The sky shines pollution
The sea saturates the solution
A heart has stopped
Its blood runs thin
Your eyes hide the horror that resides within
You laugh and cry to redeem emotions
All the time wasting time, till time ticks no more
Shadows breathing suction under a closing door
Love, life, death,  all the memories and poetry in-between
The stories of, our stormy scene

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

So glorious is life
when riding the crest
How miserable though
when it is all you detest

Calm and self-satisfied
when all is at ease
But so low and degenerated
when nothing seems to please

Sometimes strong
positively untouchable
Other days weak
undeniably fragile

You can spend your time
high with the birds
And then crash to the ground
because of some thoughtless words

Optimism constructs hope
out of misery
Helps to soothe
the mental brutality

The fate of the pessimistic
malfunction in rejection
Peaks and troughs
life's great reflection

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

PEOPLE  ON EARTH MOVE SLOWLY

PASSION OF EMOTIONS ****** SERENITY

PRETENTIOUS OBSTRUCTIVE ESOTERIC  MALICIOUS SLANDER

PHILOSOPHICALLY OUR EGO MANIPULATES SPIRITS

PICTURES OF EVANGELICAL MESSENGERS SWEARING

POSSIBILITIES OF EXCITEMENT MAY SWERVE

I am pristine
I am pathetic
I am pointless

My love commanded
My love reprimanded
My love finally destroyed

The dream dissolved
The dream was gone
The dream was what??

I am pointless
I am pathetic
I am happy
I am free

No constraints
No marriage to restrict
No divorce with pain to inflict

No need to please
No you cannot dangle and tease
I owe you nothing
And you owe me, even less

Pointless with reason
Pathetic to the point of perfection
But freedom is the answer
And not this façade, this fake reflection

I have nothing but me and my soul
There is no one to who I pay a toll
Pathetic and pointless??
Painless autonomy,
Sublime in my sanctuary

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

Being so vain just drives me insane
This obsession of appearance
Physical interference
Sad for me to think
That this is all that you think
Really just bowing down
To the normality of your crazy town
Being so vain,
Drives me insane
Another orange face clutching a clutch bag  swagging a wayward comedic dance
Locked in the dismissive illusion that has you spineless , and in a trance
No worries with caring
But is it really your insecurities you need to be sharing
Patchwork quilts adorn our high streets
The pain of who you are
Has you self harming and  your vanity is just helping to disguise the scar
Nothing like a good bit of Disruptive Pattern Material to fool the enemy
I suppose for some it must just be a camouflaged reality

Personality
Requires
Opinions
From
Open
Undulating
Neolithic
Dreams

Outside
Bewilderment
Never
Opp­ress
X-rays
Insist
Opposites
Unwillingly
Surrender

Eventually
Co­mets
Collide
Everywhere
Near
Total
Reason
Ideas
Converge

Momenta­rily
*******
Stimulates
Memories
Evolution
Rapes
Insanity
Social
Ideas
Negate
Gravity

Satisfaction
And
Yes
Indignation
Narcissistic
Grotesque
Sublime

It is written, it is said, that locked inside every tiny head, is intrigue wonder and awe
but we haven't quite managed to evolve from off the forests floor
We have challenged and defeated, some ideas so narrow and conceited,
but still we forage, we fight, we squander, sitting in huddled packs sipping intoxication as we poignantly ponder
With immeasurable intellect we have managed to cosmologically dissect, quarks and strange sparks, gravity in black holes at an event horizon,
in the minefield that is the humans and their psychological gymnastics display we haven't really turned out anything much surprising,
our form , our structure, our natural physicality's we are most definitely compromising
As tantalising as it may feel to believe that from the caves and carnivorous ways we have moved , leapt boundless bounds into what would appear to be stratospheric realms of discovery,  I personally feel no celebrations passing my gloomy way as I still see a world of horror, **** , ****** , torture, and abuse, you will see me smile when I hear no more of anguish, see no sights to turn my stomach, and to never again speak of just how disgusting the taste of modern mayhem has become

Realism not materialism, want and not just selfish need
Enough for us all and not a necessity to embarrassingly plead,
Not a fan of truth distortion, being made to feel like my life is someone else's abortion
Why we elect a small minority to deviously rule with the upper hand, then have the audacity to whinge and whine about their ways, I'll never understand.                                                    
Materialism,corporate fascism, fuelled by a media hell bent on sabotage and the distribution of vile and endemic culture crushing connotations, the full force of the greatest human division spreads as a disease blanketing all nations
As money truly does go to money then those who facilitate and always bear the brunt of the inevitable collapse shall always be poorer,                               Without the correct paperwork, or should I say currency, then you have no way of crossing this border
Forget racial discrimination and ******* disfiguration, you can be as homosexual as you choose, even walk around with no shoes, eat beans and green leaves or any type of meat, whichever you please, you carry on and form your self help group , continue to pursue your equality with another expensive campaign, and the likes of me can just sit and supposedly constantly complain, it matters not, the master plan, the global bigger picture, how it will be painted, we have perhaps not enough intellect to say, but we sure as hell all have the humane integrity, values and worth in the role we play
08/02/2016

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

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

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

You can keep your God, I hope you serve this entity well, and when your final curtain starts its sudden drop, I hope they are there for you,
How will you know when you have reached your destination, will the way be marked or will you just be again, scrambling around in the dust and grime of forgotten fantasies
If there is to be an image , an apparition that awaits, will you ask them for ID, how will you know if this is not just another con artist, sitting and waiting for unsuspecting prey
When your eyes close, never to open, will you just lie there and presume that someone is coming, your number has been called but you grew up waiting, you lived life waiting, and so it would seem in death you shall wait
Seems like a whole load of faith for something that in reality based ideologies seems all too absurd
The pursuit of a predestined existence to accomplish the ultimate goal for which you have to provide the ultimate sacrifice, seems to be one of the greatest gambles a sane human being would want to undertake, a life rooted firm in stories and myths
It would seem a whole heap easier to accept the only resolution for us all on this planet and move forward knowing that we are all the same, from where it begins to where it ends the human race will all share the same fate
This for me is the only way to get on and sort our indifferences out, pave a future of forgotten histories , a time of peace where mankind embraces life and not death, every waking person lives with the facts of the existence of now and not some distant time away
All of our problems, socially and globally are firmly based around our desires and passion to believe beyond belief that we are here for some other celestial reason, we have scarred this place we call home, we have packed ourselves up and journeyed down a path of spiritual insurrection, we have segregated the world and it has all been for our selfish and dire faiths

Dont look at the photos , the glossy prints,
That super highway of information can not portray to you the ideals of an  impossible idealistic,
Looking no further than a mirror shall hand to you all you are fervently searching for,

The image of you and your secret beauty,
This is all you need to see,
Naked this is all you need to be,
Laughing in the face of the faces who crave chemicals to stay alive,
Silicon shaped cerebral celebrities with an expansive ego they are trying to please,

The fat , the wrinkles , all the bits not right, too small or too big to hide,
The tone of my skin and how some parts of my body have been arranged and applied
This is me
Its my secret beauty
Proud to be different and not following a path of fools, chained to the next
This is who I am and its a celebration for there is no other
Living life free and not running to take cover

As life is played out before your very eyes ,
will you grow to love
will you loathe and despise

The way forward unknown so take with you all that you may require
To be submerged though can only help your dreams dissipate like wildfire
Should you arm yourself with experience, insight and intrigue
Will you accept a truth unknown and bear witness to a mind dying of fatigue

The darkness deepens
The road steepens
Does a voice give you the energy to move
A guiding hand to help smoothe
Is it you and your inner strength that brings light
Who stands beside you when it's time to fight

Seeds are sown
On a path unknown
Walk the ways of so many before
Take yourself through an unopened door

Simplicity
With intricate infinity
To pass with ease
Have no other to please
No need to worship
Pray for a forgotten forgiveness
Live a life on the edge
Live a life of stress

Just easy smooth seriously sublime
Peace and harmony in perfect time
No desire to burn
The wheels that turn
Just divert go around and ignore
The Ideals and beliefs of before
The way of life aimed at human tragedy ******* and oppression
People high on fantasy
Low in depression

I breathe as a free spirit
A wind that flows
A soul that grows
Free from the surreal
The jaded jewel
Free and forever nobody’s tool
Just here for the power of independence
And not to pay your imposed penance

So random yet
So precise
Just a device
A means to an end
No way to amend
Our lives in freeze frame
So take the blame
Live no longer in shame
Take responsibility
The burden you carry
Will one day
Set you free
Spare you from
This monstrosity
This global atrocity
Stand out from the crowd
Step away from the masses
Take part no more
In social and cultural clashes
And on the collapse
Sit back and relax
Watch the righteous despots
Fall crying and screaming
No mercy, no pity
Just a lifetime spent
Wasting and dreaming

Is there any justice in being straight and white
No movements to release , no marches for a civil right
They are branded as the protagonists
But have their own bands of activists

As many of one colour have been historically dispossessed , abused, enslaved and slaughtered
So too have those of another creed, another history of violence, segregation and a line that has been inherently altered

As the smokescreen shimmers to a shadowy haze the enemy, the old familiar ways, are slowly appearing and brandishing their  flags , the banners they wave are now tattered and torn with time
All colours all races all ruled in the same ways, from different angles and with different measures employed and beaten into their citizens, they all are seeking the elusive means to control and command

We have no panic button for the system has no sense of responsibility, to obscure the truths behind many  a fabrication of circumstances is to coalesce and manipulate the masses,

Our fears our insecurities, our worthless thoughts, the pinnacle of a creation belonging to an unimaginative yet dominant force, a twisted band of scientists working on the fringes of reality and feeding the rich- hungry, the vein of evil that runs through the human race

We are fed the anger to feel the fear
As far as I can see this world has got worse every year
I dont know about you but I don't need any politician to give life to me
I expect  like you I just want to feel free

The introvert
Emulates the desires
Of the extrovert
An inward vision of a life self contained
Played out on the fields
Of the self confessed social terrorist
Look at me
Look at what I can do
My clothes my attitude
They are just like you
I must be known
For all that is so nonchalantly grown
Leave me be
Leave me here all alone

I have an idea
It fills some with fear
I strive , I toil
I never give in
To be so proud
And never need
To broadcast my life so loud
To take no photos and write no text
Frightening I know
That a total immersion into
A world of a different version
Does not compute
Does not resonate across the masses
It's where we should be, full of life and free
Not chained to an image of constant correction
Fighting each and every
Introverted imperfection

When sorrow no more calls and sadness evaporates
The sun that lay silent shall once again rise
Time slows
Love grows
Solitude loses it's leaves
My heart believes

Imagination
Doesn't choke
on social contamination
It's wings unfurl and the inspired tone is resurrected
A smile
Then a laugh
A content vein of serenity lines a drunken revelry

The anger that consumed now just a conspiracy
A long drawn out preposterous theory
A monster has fallen
His defeat
It tasted sweet
And in the crisp lucid air
A soul begun to climb from despair

And then as I spoke
Your face
It changed
No love just hate
Animosity served
On a stone cold plate

A language unknown
Well to you it was
Either that
Or suddenly you are deaf
My words  bounce back
And with those you offer
I find myself
Under attack

You have a blatant disregard
For all that I am
No respect
For all that you loved
The bitterness that prevails
Sets the wind in our sails

Enchanted I was
But your magic has become
Just an acidic illusion
Our time maybe spent
We came we went
A reality now
Bred free from confusion

We all know it's all for nothing
That is why the most of us try to make something
Let morals command
Let responsibility reprimand
Let the games begin
Your truth is
Another's sin

Leave a mark behind
Run naked and screaming
Joyfully blind
Sober as a straight line
High as a kite
Willing to take the punishment
Ready to stand and fight

In love with pain
In love till you're insane
In love with yourself
Selfless with your wealth
Drowning when swimming
Losing when winning
Laughing joking
Drinking smoking
The experience the enlightenment
The necessity of nature
And a stress free environment

I am a memory made
I love this life
And the games I've played
Something from nothing
A life from the beginning
To a beautiful demise

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

Hey I'm talking to you, cant you hear me, yeah that's it you, the one who can no longer disguise, yes you know I'm pointing my finger, not just in your general direction but straight at you, x marks the spot and that spot is there upon your shoulders of responsibility

This subliminal shadow of deceit and manipulation has been our saving grace for far too long, the blanket of bewilderment that commands and demands has stretched far from home, far from the clutches of its creator, it has engulfed the marauding masses, our societies our children our culture our teachings and our philosophies , our dna code now detached from reality as its golden handshake with military type materialism hands to us all the desires of greed and the importance of a profound acceptance of the need to obtain and discard, obtain and discard,

We as the people, we are at your beckon call, we are at your mercy, your will, your might your wants and needs, they have become the strength of our existence, whoever it is we can blame, who knows, but like it or not the facts and the front page features are staring right back at you, the truth is uncompromising , it is resilience in its truest and most complex state,

You can imagine a world of sweet wonder and yes you can form parties of like minded fools to protest and procrastinate on the green nurtured lawns of power, you can even run naked screaming your tiny head off down the corrective corridors of confusion but you will never rock the balance of power and you can never really get anywhere near to suggesting that this fictitious life of nonchalance really does need to change

Throughout the centuries ideals and beliefs have shaped shifted our nations into an ever spiralling maze of mayhem, life , this languishing labyrinth we are cursed to follow , to explore its deep recesses of despair and destitution, it consumes from birth and slowly like the parasite it is, life is ******* life from your flesh and bones

How will you be defined when your are rendered blind
As your time has come and you depart,  will you be remembered with tears from a heart
A life that did touch
Or one that never really amounted to much
Will people cry and say you are missed
Or just talk of how your deeds were tainted
by a devil kissed
As one we are small, but in no ways are we insignificant
Your life is unique and magnificent
And the obstacles we climb are but experience in the making
From day one the wisdom and beauty of life is there for the taking
It really boils down to the decisions made are how life is played
For at the bitter sweet end you can rejoice, or wallow in the self pity of how it is you and your life you have betrayed

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

Some folk they look at me like I'm a kind of freak
I'm not an alien, just half Greek
Do I not fit into your idealistic world of uniformity
Just like every other one of us on this planet I hold my own position of exclusivity
You stare and you don't care
You judge with animosity and angst
Your nose turns to the north
The look of disgust written all over your face
I think I'm quite presentable and hopefully not a burden to your visuals
Maybe at dawn we can meet and share 10 paces and pistols
I know I don't fit in, I'm not what you might call your average dude
But a simple good morning would raise spirits and i wouldn't think you were being so ******* rude
We all are different but there are so many who cannot accept individuality
To be the same is to copy , it is to emulate so as to always feel for your existence that you have security
Outside of your totalitarian ways
The tree lined avenues I walk are lit by sunny days
I smile and you cant, for the Botox and bodge jobs have ironed out your emotions
Take my name off your list , and don't keep me in mind when its time for promotions

I awoke to the dawning
Of a nuclear morning
No siren, no warning
Just the fallout swarming

The sun bleached blue
The sky a chemical hue
Acid rain and it's corrosive dew
Nowhere to go, nothing to do

A landscape blurred, psychedelic
Wildlife rare and erratic
The humans now so frantic
Not the work of anyone slightly evangelic

The war was silent, heard by none
Not even the sound of a distant gun
Multiple missiles helped nature become undone
Nobody knew of anywhere to run

Life now has no colour just shades of grey
No meaning, no direction, no point to each day
The inevitable has begun without delay
And nothing now can stand in its way

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,

In the blood red stream
A despots dream
Devious the scheme
Those of the loudest scream
Is it a master plan
Our wealth they scan
Intricate initiatives secretly span
No freedom no voice , for the common man
Desperate we devise our escape routes
Up your spine though, conformity shoots
The anguish of our ancestors reboots
Indignity marches on as every worker commutes
If hindsight, in reality, was your first sight
And you lived always knowing that your history would not be your plight
Would you follow signs and stop at every red light
You could always just stand and fight
No violence no guns no petty war
Just a shift in balance a settling of the score
The dreams of demons of liars and cheats??
Well,
We shouldn't have to live them anymore,

If its getting in the way
Why not throw it away
If it has your thoughts blocked
Close the lid, turn the key, keep it locked

The burden of your baggage, heavy as you walk
You can hear its weight in the way you talk
Leave it where you cannot find, just let it go
The thoughts , the feelings, let them free flow

In time that has passed it should be laid to rest,  lost
The experience that came with such a heavy cost
No good comes to relive each day on repeat
You'll find you'll fall as they turn to return, your fumbling feet

You will find it hard
To defend and discard
So forge a relationship, a close association
It will become your greatest Allie disassociation

Moving forward, you naturally leave behind
All those things that made you blind
And as you smile into the next mile , the next stage
Let the inspired tone of a new experience replace the sound of your deafening rage

The noise of footsteps quickens, with haste I run, but time is chasing me down this one way street

As smart as a fox I am in and out of every nook and cranny, the flood of the inevitable hot on my heels

Each moon passing hails another suns birth, the more you witness the more you question your worth

From boy to man with no set plan, the compass has no needle, the waypoint , the marker, just keep on forwards motion until the days are longer and darker

The last ditch attempt to try and apprehend has me hiding behind a long grey beard, a cane to aid and a shuffling of every weary stride

That long lasting sleep it beckons, it claws at my heartbeats as they fade to a lone bugler, the procession, the flowers, a youthful smile to hail a new awakening