Frankenstein‘s Cyborg.



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Heavy Metal Music.


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Frankenstein’s Cyborg.


My robo-tic child,
My favor-ite cyborg, yeah.
My robo-tic child,
I’m the reason you were born.


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God I thought they’d killed me.


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What did you do to me?


If I left, you there,
Where would you be now?  Yeah,
If I’d left, you there,
Tell me where would you be?


If I left, you there,
Where would you be now, yeah,
If I’d left, you there,
Tell me where would you be?


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Move like a robot.


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Work like a robot.


You’re part man, part machine;
You’re the product of our dreams.
We made you work, we made you live,
We kept the faith, we believed;
We were right, we did succeed,
We fulfilled all our dreams.


My robo-tic child,
My favorite cyborg, yeah.
My robo-tic child,
My Heavy Metal son.


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Gonna be a soldier


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It doesn’t matter if I get shot, yeah.


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I’m gonna live forever.


(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Plant a thought


Mixed up Human, chemical imbalance.
Build a tree or plant a Zen romance.
Tip the scales and put it back in your hands.
Roll a paper, then just sit back and relax.


Something bubbles in the undergrowth.
Pledge alliance, swear an oath.
Light a wish and watch it burn in a flash.
Imagine something along the lines of abracadabra!


Make a thought and bury your head in the sand.
Give future generations a cryptic master plan.
Plant a bomb of inspiration in their mind.
Find your way past, all their conscience mines.
Let it simmer, until the time is right.
Then play a muse, locked in a pantomime.


Cause the room to be engulfed in flames,
Of your true passion for a better way.
Burn the ambitions, of the jealous babes in wolves clothing;
For they will turn each pure thought, into acid rain.
They offer salvation and bring an early grave.
The Femme Fatale; The Idol,
Is the only one who can bring peace to our world today.


Memories, memorial.
They still cause us so much trouble.
But with a dose of electric love,
These ***** of nerves could turn out to be good.


But no, I’m wrong.
Because my destiny is in the hands of a rebel punk!
Of drink and drugs!
Who has no hope of ever finding love.


But Vlad’s Dragon Tooth,
Has been released from my spine.
I can walk out of the darkness
And give thanks to the sun shine.


Given up for ghost, the tears became premature;
Until I ran out of the darkness to greet you my saviour.
As I embrace you, I crumble to dust;
One night after one bite,
My life’s breath has breathed its last.


(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

A collection of ‘Love is…’ Poetry
Magic


Love is something I will never have.
It is impossible for somebody to truly love me.
Love is a word I tell myself to stop me being forever sad.
In love with me is only ever a theory.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

A philosophical question for anyone who has an idea.


Imagine my hands are a set of scales.
In my right hand I hold this crazy little thing called love.


You can choose anything you want to place in my left hand
And I will not set limits;
But, of course, you will fail.


What would you choose to balance the scales in your favour?
Please tell me your opinion…
If you have one.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

It starts with an idea, just a thought in amongst the rest,
A seed has been planted in your brain, will you let it manifest?
Will you water it? Let it grow into a dream?
Or will you let it bury in the darkest memory stream.

I watered mine, I watered most seeds,
I felt it grow and move,
I followed almost all my leads,
And I did not win or lose.
Growing their roots into each finger,
All parts of me agreed,
All those crazy butterflies linger,
Started to see my destiny.

Fear of not doing well is fuel,
No. Fear does not hold me back,
Fear of failing is nothing we choose,
Let bravery shine through that crack.

And she was a city
borne off massacres
stuck on the idea that
only love could heal her.

The moon shines down with a crooked smile
onto the streets below
The Drunken crowds, the smokey haze
The empty stores, the neon blaze
All awash in a blue-white glow
The clouds gather in the darkness
The ships reinforce their hull
The sky above is starless
In the Kingdoms of the skull

You're driving home on the same road
You've taken every day before
You curse the truck that cut you off
With an American flag pasted to its door
At a glance you know the driver, inside and out.
A fool, no doubt...hateful, witless, and dull...
You're judge, jury and executioner
In the Kingdoms of the skull

What's known is known, what's not is not
What's happening to you is real,
where you are is where you're caught
But in the Kingdoms of the skull...
you are lord of all the land
every man must kneel to you
every heart is yours to command
Oh, In the Kingdoms of the skull...
the sun orbits me,
My view of things is clear and right,
It all happened because of me