By a stream

I walked lonely down by a stream watching falling leaves
I stood silently as dripping water came flooding down the trees
I thought of you and your smile I remember as the wind blew chilly in the breeze
I saw you in the street with another boy and you seemed pleased
I was scared of you and all the things you do but my god agreed
Maybe you'll change one day and ride the endless dark blue seas
I was in love with you and you were in love with me like the leaves that fell gradually the stream has different needs
I watched silently as the rain came down filling the flowing stream and I saw you there but the song of the wind just grieves

Jumbled up mismatched socks

The show must go on between good and the evil
People want corruption because it's more interesting and some how for the rich it's turning out legal

So men who went to school with holes in their socks
Can,t carry on living while destiny is written on the clocks
The cattle market's open on Saturday and so are the shops
I detest what we are the haves and have nots
Lethargy is the solution for most who can't take the knocks
Idols false profits are all religious nuts
I almost forgot that the show must go on and the terror and humanity are chained together by the ****** same locks.

Milky Milky

The milk boy started along long time ago
When milk was delivered early to your door
Before anyone had got up for work or for some just as they hit the floor

It used to work on a small scale just rumours of tampering and would be blamed on the birds pecking to get the milks creamy end
Old people started dropping off one by one till ignorance couldn't mend
The city was a big place especially at night when shadows were around every corner under the moonlight then he would inject the milk with a substance untraceable a toxic blend
The people were always old the type of old man or woman that roamed the streets with nothing to do but wait until their clock went off in the morning and make that cup of tea which was always thought to be a milky friend.

Bird


I wish I was a bird which was green and the fastest bird you're ever likely to have seen
Sometimes he's in Jamaica then he flies to India for the cuisine
He always sits on a branch if you know what I mean
Look his eyes are bright Tangerine and a Blue Beak with which he does preen
He's been around the world more than the fat cats drank cream
Today he is in my own dream
Tomorrow he may visit you and you can ask him where have you been

All is for one and one is for all
We've got to choose a path that is fit enough to call
All of the people who stand in front  of a prejudicial wall
Death is used as a bargaining tool to rise till a fall

Angels
Angels walk along our streets just like normal people you will meet
They suffer more than most for the good and bad things we'll always boast
Gods own invention for the prevention of mere mortals from flying into convention
A host of colours bright in your eyes to give you inspiration and a sense of communication
Most inventions are by Divine intervention and a little sense of self preservation
A willingness to compete against other mortals for a place in the annuls of time for all an inspiration
Don't you see that you have a brain that thinks of mighty intention and wings on your feet to show no bounds of destination.

I know

Time you must keep hold
Because the future won't be told
And you have to be bold
As another door shuts behind you

It feels so very very cold
In the days that were sold
In the far past we all were told
You seem warmer for the memories ringing true

I have looked through the key hole
The beginning and end are closed
Everything in the middle is fantastic and very old
Only words couldn't describe you I know