A Friday night of imbued strangers
Streets full of all walks of people
Mostly staggered and tipsy
Haggered and narrow minded
As they sing the only one anthem of
pumping  alcohol inside their veins

A Friday night of rejection and temptation
I couldn't give my cash to enter a joint
Thoroughly rejecting a norm construct
Unhumbled and judgmental
As they sing the only one anthem of
pumping  alcohol inside their veins

A Friday night of inspiration and joy
Where I saw a mirror of myself on the streets
Vagabound souls sat begging for a today
Justice and truth prevails
As they sing the only one anthem of
pumping  alcohol inside their veins

A Friday night of me sat on the ground
At the entrance of a busy closed shop
Begging for the homeless soul as people sneer
The abuse and hate ejected
As they sing the only one anthem of
pumping  alcohol inside their veins

A Friday night of broken promises
When all they do is try to have ******
People set traps of unfriendly gesture
The rotten and pompous society
As they sing the only one anthem of
pumping  alcohol inside their veins

A Friday night of me wooing the drunk
Melodious symphony of "change please"
Negativity beakers but we made money baibe
A reflection of minimalism
As they sing the only one anthem of
pumping  alcohol inside their veins

A Friday night of concluded perception
Their souls touched me, they can go back a time
They try but have no strength within
Sour love was the wound that brought them hassle
As they sing the only one anthem of
pumping  alcohol inside their veins

It's not a Friday night anymore, the dawn smiles
I have a warm home and access to facilities
They have no options and crack is their hope
Police huddles and societal direct abuse
As they sing a song for strangers to listen
For your smile and talk can be the only hope they got

She was a raggered haggered cat
Who caught them thistles in the air
And she gave all that she got
To cause a ruckus and a scare
But when she cottoned on to Elvis' stick
With his velvet thickened hair
She grabbed more than she should've caught
In one fell swoop and snare
Lost all flavour with that candied name
Tossed her future with her flare
Now just a glorified rat
A scandal for all who care
She skirts around the lights and hides where others might
But wouldn't dare

Your born ,you blink
soon ten ,blink again
You scuffle in the playground
cos someone said you stink,
In a second,your twenty,
Did you notice the blink,
Find the girl of your dreams
Blink ,the baby it screams,bottoms
to change ,school to arrange,
Oh the school clothes, so *****,
god you blinked,  your thirty,
career is going great ,expensive holidays ,
were running late,quick kids get on the plane,
now your forty ,blinked again,
your wife has gone,through your neglect,
was bound to happen ,what the heck ,hit the bottle
a quick snifty  ,**** you blinked ,your 50
now your a Grandad ,proud as punch,
take the family out to lunch ,a new lover on your arm,
blink It"s big sixty ,no alarm,
you feel haggered and so worn ,through your life time has torn
but you have money ,yes you have plenty
will see you through ,blink your seventy.
In hospital see the lights, on what is your final night,
now you make your last blink ,hope this poem made you think.

haggered, staggered be
me, struggling, juggling
responsibility
bumbled, jumbled, fumbled, life's
magical, mystical ride

Yesterday the Angels came ,
they fluttered to the ground ,
they landed on roof tops and church spires all around ,
was the day the angels fell.

And we came out into the streets and wondered at the sight ,
thousand upon thousands of tiny angels in the skies ,
caught in. the sunlight

They came and settled all around ,
Some made the image of man out of them ,

Others gathered them up to throw   at each other ,
and laughed as each one fell ,
and we’re trampled to the ground .

Others watched as the angels melted when the suns rays turned
their white to grey ,
untill they had a haggered look ,
and had nothing more to say .

Then in the morning ,
they became hard and cold ,

So man slipped and bruised his knee ,
and man  said to himself ,
“ what has God done to me ? “
He sent these angels once pure and virtiuas  In love
but now we have trodden on them to the ground ,

Like witches struggling for breath ,
with a noose around their necks ,
and yet by the morning they couldn’t be found .
disappeared in the cold light of day
and man stood in wonderment and deep despair ,
as how he had treated those God had sent down ,
to help him fly away .