It’s a long, long road
When you’re the only one on it.
It’s a long, long way
To travel all alone.

It’s a long, long road
When there’s no one to walk with.
And it’s a long, long time
To have to travel on your own.

It’s a long, long journey
To your final destination
It’s a long sad life
Without someone there to share.

It’s a long, long face
Without a smile upon it.
It’s a long lonely life
If there’s no one there to care.

Yes it’s a long, long life
Too long to live it lonely.
It’s a long empty life
Without someone’s love to keep.

It’s a long, long life
Without someone there beside you.
All those long, endless nights
All alone and trying to sleep.

So put a smile on your face
As you set off on life’s highway.
Keep a smile on your face
As you travel down the road.

‘Cos with a smile on your face
Friends will always find you,
And you can walk together
And share life’s heavy load.

Tom Higgins

I am living in Bhutan,
and I am a very happy man
At least that's what they say I am.
No one came to ask me though,
so how is it that they could know
that I am such a contented chap?
Now this has got me in a flap,
to find that the UN in the USA
has now come up with some way,
to tell how happy we all are,
they must have scanned me from afar,
And by doing this they've read my mind
which is a very scary thing to find,
and just by listening to the BBC
I know I've had this done to me.
So now I fear all the time
that I'm a victim of cyber crime.
They stole the happiness I had,
and left me full of fear, and sad!

Tom Higgins.

Some say it's easier to die if you're starving,
so little that's good to leave behind!
But for the wealthy it must be much harder,
with all that comfort and luxury in mind.
The poor are taught to expect zero,
and that is just what they get,
the rich all have great expectations,
and they all know that these will be met.
So all through Life's divided journey,
the contrast is massive, and stark.
There are those who thrive in the sunshine,
and those who wither in the dark.
But in the end we all become equal,
and money means nothing at all,
when you're returned to the eartb and recycled,
the main course at the ugly bug ball!

Tom Higgins

Snow White, she once took
seven little men to bed.
She only ever did it once,
at least that's what she said.
Now of these seven
six of them were not known as happy,
and another of them, normally,
well he was rather snappy.
So she thought what might work,
would be good old rumpy, pumpy,
guaranteed to cheer up
even that little old sod Grumpy.
The next morning the change in them
was really quite dramatic.
Even old Grumpy had changed his name,
he said ' just call me Mr Ecstatic.'

Tom Higgins

Around the rugged rocks
The ragged rascal ran.
And he will keep doing it
as often as he can.

Ragged rascals are able to
Run around the rocks
Because they are not party to
Modern life which blocks

Lots of other people
From joining them up there
Running for life and joy
And leaping in the air.

No, most people nowadays
Are far too busy to see
What really is priceless
And that it comes for free.

Time is the only thing we have
We're all given a share
And time is much too precious
To never stop and stare.

To never take some time
To do the things that make us smile
Too long on the treadmill
And life is but a trial.

So get out into the sun
And climb up that hill
And do this as often
As you have some time to ****,

And even before you reach the rocks
Within about the first mile
You'll feel the muscles in your face
Stretch into a smile.

Tom Higgins 27/02/2014

I saw it on the news today
The details violent and gory
Another tragic death they say,
But it's just another story.

Another headline until it fades
From the collective memory.
Interest sadly quickly jades,
Attention spans last briefly.

Look at the war in Syria,
It never gets a mention
Nor do Egypt or Libya,
Is it done with conscious intention?

Or is it just that humanity
Has such a short attention span,
That self interest and vanity
Trump any care for their fellow man?

Tom Higgins 09/04/2014

I am big and strong, you are weak,
I’ll make you turn the other cheek,
And if you say one word I will ensure
That the misery you now endure
Will be as nothing to that which will ensue
If you don’t do what I tell you to.
I have the god given right to tread on the weak
For I have found him who you all still seek.
He is the god of the powerful and rich,
He is our exclusive, almighty sonofabitch,
He does not want anything to do with any one of you,
He is our god alone, and he commands us to,
Maintain all power in the hands of a tiny few,
Because god does not want the unwashed many,
To have access to a single extra penny,
No, all the wealth of the world belongs to us,
This is the way it is now, and it always was.

Tom Higgins