All dreams have no conclusion
Is this why we live in this confusion
Find clues but no real solid solution
Like a chemist that makes an impossible potion
Most of us with little comprehension
Like the Lion that fights the snake is it better to be agile or full of power and precision
Weapons of the ****** form are interesting because they risk their lives with most decisions
Humans and animals can talk their way out of a physical confrontation
The spider makes a web to which other insects fall prey to them
We eat the rest because if they do not hold any defense against us but we gain sustenance then killing humanely is the far less evil conundrum.

In the fullness of time


In the fullness of time means a lot to me
The quote means so much it helps me be
Many quotes mean a lot to different people for different reasons but my quote is the key
It will one day be said that the essence of life its self is locked within the words together like two that are different but identical when you see
We change everyday but the essence stays the same and this is the reason we destruct everything don't you agree

I see your reflection in my mind.


I see your reflection in my mind as the sun disappears
Pink sky turns into blood that runs my wrists cut tears
Take me now before my mind turns and thinks of you my dear
The pain washes my mind and now I'm thinking clear
My soul turned black and my heart is weakened by a fear
I hit the needle and flew away to a place I can stay concealed
I beg no return only that the pain has gone in my mind the wheel
I was a prisoner behind thick ancient walls and a window closed with steel
I see her dancing like the devil around a graveyard and even the boy came to deal
I run I run...................I run I run..................the deal was already done
I layed upon a bed of waves that rocked me to sleep for a hundred years it feels
Morning came and I smell fresh air and the snow had left a sign on my window sills
A hospital patient I'd become because I saw things and heard things that I shouldn't think was real
The children know because the parents lie to speak of broken promises and how to teach them not to feel
Never promise what can't be done and never bargain with the devil because your mind will forever think of evil.

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.

Lights Hue

To consider a bright sun rising over the hills is a most magnificent view
To encompass all of your emotions when the orange touches the blue
The horizon is made and the outlines of houses and tree tops become clear to you
A town in the middle of England is where I came from with green fields surrounding and some woodland too
It's people all have an accent with which we communicate easily as we do
It's people all have tradition embedded in the brain from mother and father and grandparents share a few
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree is a saying that always rings true
The life I know is all I've ever read or watched and learned from writing with a pencil to being an army soldier who realised that shooting guns is as meaningless and futile if your heart feels love right through
Then to realise it's not love but respect for every living thing and why I could never stop loving lights hue

Live by the Sword and die by the Sword

Is NT the world filled with remorse while silently you're going insane in your head
A new way of living is to work with your anger and ****** some one important instead
A sinister calling is preferred and the next morning you read a note from your son that says he is glad that he's dead
The fact is that it's everyone's fault but no one will admit it for dread
Even the most intelligent people in the world are ignorant of some things like not making bombs that can **** the human race and a sword has a double edge

Looking glass

Look into a crystal ball and see your future from the past
It's like reversing around a wheel that already knows to last
when centuries have all gone alas we look how stupid we missed our path
How did people meet and fall in love so happier it happens so very fast
The Witch looked at me and then the orb and she spoke then the spell was cast
No potion to drink or damages to a toad or rat that was it I no longer had the heart to feel with boom blast blast.

Love grows


I saw a flower and it stopped me in my tracks

I looked very closely and I found it was looking back

So I was transfixed by the colour and where it was at

I guess the flower thought the same and I began a chat

We had lots in common in water we needed that

All the sunshine was helpful and sometimes shade in fact

Everything that's beautiful has something to attract

I think I'll stay here where the flowers grow till one autumn came and my friend had lost it's coloured glow so time matters when you see something beautiful you've got to keep the memories but never keep to catch.

Many ways of Starvation.


The dust left us homeless from which we came from;

the truth less important than starvation.

A place blessed with food for everyone;

the food we eat while they die in the sun.

The people we trusted promised salvation;

now they tell us there's no more money to come.

The dust left us homeless from which we came from;

the truth less important than starvation.

A war built on unholy terrorization;

the gas and electricity are keeping us warm.

The world economy based on capitalism;

the years have always told us that less and fewer people are to have than those who have none.

The dust left us homeless from which we came from;

now isn't it time for the world to be as one.

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.

Mind travel

Are you willing to travel further than the end of your seat?
Then let us begin our journey into the unknown parts of your mind that words can repeat
I give to you a pebble to make it real for when you wake it will be in your hand to make this journey complete
You are on a hillside in a place where you have never been before but familiarity is in the mind to meet
You see long flowing grass and butterflies of all colours reflecting a rainbow in your blue eyes and a field of strawberries you can eat
Realise that this place is for you and forever you can come here to walk peacefully without the worries of normality of dullness and defeat
A windmill so large its sails are as big as a street
A robin red breast sits on your shoulder while you eat bread together on a bench whilst watching a monkey play the drums to a beat
Subtle colours become so bright your eyes are compelled to take them in as if to first greet
Is this the real life I want instead of living in a dimension meant for scholars who happily walk a road made of tar and concrete?
I can walk on rubber sausages in my slippers over mountains and collect some bananas from South America and go to the corner shop for some custard and sweets
I have shown you the door now all you need to do is relax on a white billowy cloud and rest your feet
Look and open your hand and you can still see the pebble but you must believe in your mind what is right and always listen to your heart because your soul is flying fleet

MOJO


A huge breasted woman showed me how to bang
She said"just stick it in" and" I ******  her **** and I loved it and sang"
We drank wine and poured some allover our bodies began to lick each other like cats in places everybody understand
The black baby in the corner jumped around smiling in his blue jump suit and soon slept away to noddy land
She was a 6ft woman with jet black hair  and a body that curved so you could feel with both hands

My neck is black and my eyes are brown and I have seen all over this town
All over this town
My hair is grey and my toes are long but something inside keeps me singing this song
Singing this song
My pockets are empty and my belly is full and I keep myself warm from wearing this wool
wearing this wool
I see a door so I open that and I look upstairs but it's just my cats
just my cats
Yes my neck is black and my eyes are brown and I have seen all over this town
all over this town

Timeless etchings hang upon the wall
History is revealed
All the clocks never told us time as I run down the hall
My master calls me to his chambers and told me to guard it with my life a letter with the Royal Seal
I race my horse across the muddy plains as the ground breaks up I see darkness rising through the bloodied field
A thousand steel blades thrashing slashing meat from bone in a bargaining life for pain that's real
I arrive at the destination with the Kings Emblem on the Castle wall My lord I send word concealed
He reads with pain splintering from his eyes and knows the Demon Devil has conquered everything and all and now The King must do the deal.

New Day

The tea has gone cold but still, I drink it anyway
There's a lot of people being told but they pray for it every day
The world is stone like the inside of a fruit but we are the seed growing new fruit to eat so they say
A new life regenerating itself come what may
A billion choices of what could die and what will stay
I want no part of this experiment for the choice is mine to not make hay
Today a child but who knows tomorrow it will only delay

Night

Black is the sky and stars shine so bright
Reach for the bright and far out of sight
Come to the light and all is white
My mind opens heights and I look down tonight
Far away from satelites and wood burns kindle light
No more parasites and black birds dance while in flight
Blue smoke surrounds I like and moss I sleep on pillows so slight
It was a dream of whites and black but until there'll be orange blight.

No belief in understanding

We are more afraid of things we do not understand than the sharp edge of a sword attached to a man's hand
There's always a man in command but it is the soldier that takes the steps into no man's land
Is it therefore that all who command **** without prejudice or are the soldiers unable to see that their lives are in another mans time is written in the sand
Whether to comprehend and make his own choice is not a human demand but a one mans struggle with his conscience either to die aimlessly or live as a killer in a heartless world already planned

Nobody ever bled?

They wrote in the papers what was not really said
I saw a yellow pigeon fly over our wall to catch on the floor was some bread
Idiots writing meaningless things on the wall just to get noticed by someone who'd not agreed with what he was thinking in his head
I sit here and watch the woman getting dressed without being noticed then I went home and had a massive ******* in bed
Fading quite slowly was an image I'm sure I must have seen or was it seemed to have been read
I dream't of a purple dolphin swimming in the sea far out were nobody could hear us and we talked about God and if he would please us if a big red balloon came to take us to a world were nobody ever had bled.

no one knows



as darkness descends my sorrow shows

a broken heart forever froze

a sadness that never goes

an emptiness where love once glowed

a deep awareness of lost souls

a desert endless with no tomorrows

a shadow where a man once followed

a condescending word or look swallowed

as society does not care or share nor borrows

a few words inside my mind that always wallows

as light ascends there is no sorrow

as darkness only reminds me of the past and why in a light beauty of colour always and forever knows.

NO ONE KNOWS.


no one knows



as darkness descends my sorrow shows

a broken heart forever froze

a sadness that never goes

an emptiness where love once glowed

a deep awareness of lost souls

a desert endless with no tomorrows

a shadow where a man once followed

a condescending word or look swallowed

as society does not care or share nor borrows

a few words inside my mind that always wallows

as light ascends there is no sorrow

as darkness only reminds me of the past and why in light beauty of colour always and forever knows.

Now I'm a Clown

I was floating around with two feet on the ground
I took what I needed and sometimes what I could
I was the king of my own town

I was lost and now I'm found
I was fighting the coldness inside my blood
Alone with my thoughts they alway get me down

I had taken some more drugs but then I couldn't hear a sound
I woke up in a hospital full of people who thought they understood
Now I'm a Clown...........Now I'm a Clown...........Now I'm a Clown

Number 1

Shifting desert dunes underneath the bright reflective orange sun
It's amazing what we turn to when the sea ends we must learn to run
All we have is each other and when we gather all we do is build walls till the stillness of the night time comes
We can't fight nature because there's only one then we look around us at what we've done
Hear the beat of the drum it's in rhythm with the Earth and the numbers don't stack up because some don't add up to the sum
Something to think about when you're sitting in the sun and mathematically we shouldn't be here it's just a prime number that we are from.

Observe

When you think you have beauty in your life and it is taken
When you think the world is born of your own mind's eye creation
When lies are the commonest words spoken without deprecation
When the dark nights become your only truest salvation
When you believe in two hearts becoming one in loves manifestation
When I lie on a beach and hear the waves of the ocean in total concentration
When I see the tropical birds in many colours on a tree in congregation
When you walk with your thoughts and realise that living is just an observation

On and On and On

If we can turn wine out from water
Then why do the wells all run dry
Is there something wrong with the system
The more they divide us the longer it will go on and on and on

There's a stone in the desert well I see blood start to form
I am just an opinion but two rights doesn't make a wrong
All the games and the winners then lives are useless as I sing this old song
The roads all go nowhere so where do we live and life is so long
The children all starved and they're dead now as people struggle on and on and on

One day we'll be kind

Once there was a place for everyone
No starvation no crime we all drunk the fruit off the vine
Now it's a price to pay the land owners to pick from
No freedom no time we can all thirst while rich do not mind
Once there was a place for everyone
people know why they must travel to live off the kind
One day at a time; One day at a time; One day at a time.

On Fire

A snowflake lands on barbed wire
The world emotionless stretched by a liar
A freedom of speech when its truth we desire
A preacher can preach but I'm not for hire
A ruling class made by slavery minimum wage provider
A crust is earned now here is your pocket money get wiser
A monopolisation on everyone by very few rough rider
A belief is a dangerous contention when this gun is on fire

Why am I given some thing that I would gladly not have this very day
Why does it have to be this way
Humans destroy each other in such ungodly contradiction and why should any other have to pay
Crying doesn't help or take the pain away
The train ride is now safe and arrives without delay
The only problem is that the train after so much time is not ever going to stay
Time delivers many things sometimes over rivers and Oceans or by flight of the heart all you can do is pray

People say I'm a dreamer but I'm not the only one


I dream of a winter in the hot blazing sun
I dream of a world with no need and no want for a gun
I dream of sacrifice being worth more than a handshake or well done
I dream of no murderers because evil wouldn't exist so there'd be none
I dream of a peaceful life with no big noises only whispers like a warm hum
I dream of no disasters because nobody built anything that could ever go wrong
I dream of free love with no diseases because everyone is everybody's cousin
I dream of a great get together between all of the people around the world becoming one
I dream of all the animals in the world being friends because they saw humans being humane in kingdom come
I dream of a map of the Earth with one name called The Earths Kingdom of Babylon
And I dream that one day all of the earth will be filled with joy and true freedom forever till we become part of the stars that shone.

Pink river

Pink petal with a single raindrop put upon
A tear from your cheek runs down inside from
Feeling the rain soaks me to become passion torn
A flood then becomes a river in which life can form
Not in me as my heart and mind are like windmills forever turning yet purpose long ago gone
Try to understand I am a man with a rite to write his love songs

Pip  Pip

Softer than the dumplings made in my mum's stew
The river widens and you let letters start to rule
Metal sticks with oranges stuck through make a barbeque
My turtle named windy woo wearing wellington boots just like you
Socks and underpants floating past with a man in a canoe it's all brand new
We are all living in a zoo and the keeper says" you've not flung enough poo" what am I to do, make more poo
A signal heard today from Alien beings and they say " how do you do " I say mustard custard in my shoe pip pip toodle ooh

Red neck Blues

Ride on ride on ride on
but don't ever come back to me
Find your little fiefdom
Then keep it under lock and key
You're just as poisonous as a snake
The snake is meant to be how it's meant to be
You wanted to know how life is
Just open your eyes and you get what you must see
I will go out of the back door
Leave you climbing up a tree
But before I go dear darling
Don't you love yourself and being free.

RESPLENDENT PERCUSSION



ON WET DAMP FEET



TAMPER THE DRUM



A SINGLE CONCEIT



WISE OWL
  


DARKER  TREE



SHADOWS GROW



WHITE MOON



POND RISES IN THE DISTANCE UPON EYES



AS WIND ACROSS THE FIELD SHIVERS ME



COMPLETE SORROW

Rivington

Yesterday I was smashing televisions up
Liverpool was winning the league cup
We went to Rivington on our bikes so's not to have to read our books
We'd lie in the hills amongst the buttercups and listen to the babbling brook
A plastic water bottle was all we took and on our way back home we'd race down the biggest hillside past the sheep and nodding ducks
Today I still have a bike but it sits in the shed under lock and key and I and my cousins never seem to see each other unless there's someone in the family getting married or are dead but we'll always have well life *****.

Scarecrow dancing in the moonlight.


Made of wood and cleaves of hay,
he stands alone whilst birds circle around each day.

On a cross he is tied and bound,
an old hat he wears with holes in, all ***** and brown.

A sack cloth for a jacket, all grey and damp like the ground,
hands made from coat hangers all wiry and pointy like the corn that surrounds.

A head made from an old popped football and scuffed,
the eyes made of coal and a smile painted on like a woman you can't trust.


But deep inside is a magical thing,
that's asleep in the day time but comes alive when the sun goes in.

A man in a tuxedo with a smile so bright,
who sings opera in the moonlight.


A scarecrow no more,
but a magical thing,
that's beautiful, magnificent, he dances and sings,
but no one can ever see him you see,
it's just between him, you and me.

Secrets


Words said but not quite yet
Time-bound minds to never forget
That is why we try so hard and always regret
The things not done and the things that are not let
I look back now and wished I'd died instead I'm always upset
For people who never took that extra step
There is a God and he watches then showers us with mortal debt
The memories are a puzzle that your mind unravels accept, accept.

Shadows of the moon


Pure white sandy beaches underneath a purple moon
Car lights shine and split the light from shadows on streets fortune
Stars like beacons of the celestial beings flash across a vast night sky and to be enraptured is making my mind bloom
The ocean sweeps away yesterday and today is born again fresh and vital as we try to forget mortality and we are but shadows of the moon.

She

A silhouette holds my hand
When a whale is trapped on land
A cemetery for an old broken man
A church candle lit on a lamp stand
She tore my heart out;
She tore my heart out.

Sickness.





I remember I changed and the world didn't care so I hate her;

the sun hit my face and I cowered away thinking the dark is much better;

I sat in a rage as I watched myself age because It didn't really matter;

the thought of feeling good made me sick as the voices grew in my head so increasingly faster;

taking drugs to feel sane as I melted away to see something that everyones after;

I know I gave up because my teeth fell out of my head and my *** became ever much fatter;

so I light up my cigarette with a cake in my hand and think I wonder what happened to Peter.

Silver saucer shaped spaceship dreams.




magnificent silver space suit please;
as I journey to a cosmic galaxy full of extraordinary things,

floating endlessly in a kaleidascopic machine;
the void of space is insignificant when light beams,

a field of planets to watch as the spaceship glides into an atmosphere fit for human beings;
a glimpse of a world so magical like being born again but is it a dream,

I see oceans of colours of that I have never ever seen;
pink gargantuan dolphins jumping ten feet out of a purple wavy sea,

a land of such diversity and fruit on every single tree;
green jelly tasty and strawberry creams,

animals who speak english and say good morning and thankyou and beg your pardon if you please;
all different shapes and sizes and colours it seems,

I find opals and diamonds and ruby's in magnificent tall orange and yellow rock faces as high as the eye can see;
but I have no one to share all this with and I remember and wake from my dream,

eight fifteen in the morning and the alarm that satan made rings and rings and rings;
next time I go back there I will take a girl and we can go skinny dipping with the gargantuan pink dolphins and after we can talk politics to the bright blue owl that sits in the green jelly trees.

Slave Wages War

The rain came and washed my sins away
I saw dew on the grass the very next day
I knew my time had come to go as I could not stay
A sign that changes occur for reasons beyond comprehension they say
Leave behind what has been for it will only cause you pain to remember all of yesterday's
Truth will out it says in the good book and forever every day the true meaning predicts what has come today
Why must we judge when judgement is on you and all who hear these words as we should all pray for the coming of saints and angels to save us from being slaves.

Something New

The sunlight wakes me in the morning
The atmosphere around us paints it blue
The birds are singing in the morning
Nature made them fly for you
The mind is gentle without warning
The days and nights that I've been through
The summer ends while I'm still yawning
The northern winds will be here soon
To some, the world is still dawning
To me, the earth sings a dying tune
I live a simple life in watching
I live because survival is a colour that returns us to something new.

Spoken

Feathers on crows back are black and sleek
He wears a proud long billed black beak
When he goes hunting far and wide and deep
You know the squawk that someone else is ever weak
The colour of the leaves are green and brown and red to me to seep
My mind is out there trying to reach the animal that was caught but no one can never ever speak
I watch the birds on tops of trees to see their prey they have to eat but isn't it horrid to be preyed upon when one moment you're alive then suddenly you are gone and my eyes can see to weep.

Strange Fruit

Bright yellow petals are adorned at my feet
My shaven head is covered with people's hands surrounding me in the suns ever increasing heat
I am amongst brothers and sisters who would die for me but rather we eat
Strange fruits all shapes and sizes never are seen before on the largest wooden table that extends across a street
We are truly thankful for this is a feast for all humanity to greet
I talk about what we do and say to each other but surely this is the best way we can starve the war mongers into defeat
To share all of our fruits of labour whether we pray in Muslim or Christianity because does not the fruit taste the same either segmented or complete.

The death of me

I am now estranged from everything I once was
The very simple things that change because
A lover loved someone and then was crossed
I sat and cried for hours and something in me now was lost
No more sunshine in my life but just clouds memories unwashed
Repeating nightmares and voices in my head all rushed
No desire to endure anything unlike the boy I crushed
Here I am just standing naked in the rain for people like us
The name of Peter I once was but just a person that died in a corridor of a hospital; ashes to ashes dust to dust.

The Eagle and the heavens


If you fly like an Eagle you may reach the heavens
You walk and see the mysterious life we have lived along the way
The Eagle says you must take every step carefully
Once again you will meet in a dream then you will find long is the road and the Eagle has shown you the way
You may reach the heavens but you wish to stay just for another day.

The morning mews.


Bring me home and I'll go right to bed

for the little bird heard everything that was said;

return to yourself and judge not of what you have read.

The dormouse agreed and returned to his shed

with which the two pigeons consented and nodded their heads

and the snails on the grass speedily adjourned to cling to a wall or under a ledge.

The spiders could only digest what was caught on the web and the ants were too busy to listen but caught a little from the morning mews instead.

The dog had caught the cat and the cat he was dead.

The passion

The endless passion I have for you
Nothing compares to a heart of a fool
Believe what is written because I know it's true
Desire is a weapon but only the few can consciously do
You pulled the trigger and always will pay the dues.

Think then always think again.


Chances are by now you have had the experience to know what fate means
A none coincidental natural occurrence that changes you and possibly all you have ever dreamed
You cannot avoid these occurrences as they happen when you least expect them or naturally without you being aware it seems
There will come a time in space when an occurrence will happen that will mean the end of human existence and everything will be as if we have never been
All scientists realise this yet they have sheer hope and that is all they have to find a mathematical definition of what could be done to carry on living through deep space and find a place in a universe means
Will nature show us the ultimate key to our salvation or has nature shown us the pathway to a brighter more intelligent scheme
Perhaps this is why we spend so much time sleeping because the brain needs to compute all the components necessary for such magnitude yet foreseen
Many men on this place we call Earth have given up on the idea that this will ever happen but fate tells us otherwise so when you watch the sky at night don't be surprised if we're being watched by beings already been handed fate to them now I am ready to beam.

Tribute

What the hell are you supposed to do
When bombs go off and there are children dead who were brand new
The man in the gutter all he needs is some warmth and a little bit of food
Are people so harsh to be blind
Is this reality or just a state of mind
A leader can't lead what they don,t understand
It,s **** or be ****** in our fair land
Is this something that we never ever planned
All this time is just a grain of sand.

Two birds flew

Two birds soaring in the brightest sky
The sun was shining orange and high
The air below made us raise you and me
We flew together then found a nest to shy
Come next spring our babies hatched to fly
I flew the nest as spring told me why
I have to go but the bird is always you in my mind's eye.