Gambale

he comes from the land down under
a golden axe is in his hand
creating his centrifugal funk
all across his note drenched land

he completed his Italian job
sending everyone high fives
while schmoozing in the white room
high powered electric jives

Nunzia was by his side
he was his right hand man
except of course when making love
inside Lydia's love van

one of the great explorers
of this final wild frontier
like a crouching jaguar
keeping his mind so clear

the magical slinging weapon
faster than an arrow
the vibrations pierced through the skin
down inside the marrow

the thunder current crashing
this pathfinder with attitude
it was dawn over the Nullarbor
at crusing altitude

conducting naughty business
for all those who seek to hear
Kuranda is the place you'll find
his vision so perfectly clear

for his right of passages
a little charmer flying by
a present for the future
noteworker on a natural high

Gomer LePoet...

What do you fear?
What makes you shed a tear?
What is your worst nightmare?
What makes you care?

I fear being stuck in a place,
seconds turn into hours into days.
Before I know it I am one with the place,
giving into the routine of my days.

The mirror looking back with judging eyes.
Crusing through life while time flies,
what happened to the kid's dreams,
remember, we burnt it in the routine flames.

I am falling through the sky,
losing grip on my fantasy,
slipped through my hands, the clarity,
woke up back in reality.

I care because I fear,
the failure, will tear
me apart, the liar
says I am a believer.

Ctrl :
Control your mind, to see the good in all
Even when your latest stumble has you fallen
Don't let those creepy critters of dark thought get crawling

They say the world is your oyster,
The world is what you make it,
So first visualize it and grab the bull by the horns,
So in reality you can take it

They say, once you're in full control , your level of freedom is dangerous,
Your creativity becomes more and more contagious
Your happy with your self and you level up to heights outrageous
No longer is your mind trapped in any types of cages....
For you are free...

Alt:
Alternate , to get that reality to start,
To get the old self to your new self , eating your dust and world's apart,
Call it if you want project "change"
Possibly make it a continuous thing to get your goals completed and more in target range....

Alternate this perception to stay in your lane, if you want to be more then one thing
Then just do it, do not refrain
If it is truly something you want to attain

Del :
Delete the remnants of the alteration ,
In a way , your deleting the bugs in your computer system, for a more smoother operation
Getting things moving , terrible habits you're losing
Each challenge you face , thanks to bug removal, you get past them , like your in a Ferrari just crusing

Ctrl-Alt-Del, a command that can cause a shutdown and also allow a restart
In other words shutdown past failures and start again knowing where to improve
And just improve, improve , improve

Happy New year everyone

At the perimeters of the spheres
where borders are sketched hollow
in the depths of the humanly soul
by the waters and above the depth

At the centre of the spaced rotations
where the world seems so faster
unweighted and crusing on waves
at the verge of losing the controllable

All the summoned questions are cased
packaged with the drenched corpses
and the variables relatively deceased
counting days awaiting for a merge