If you could understand me, if you could understand me my love, if you would listen, if you would take the time, if you would spend the time with me, how would life be, because I am empty of form and shape, and void without you to guide me, but if you could understand me,…
Read MoreHomeless living your life in a bottle. Homeless on the street, homeless in the sun. Homeless in the rain and the snow without no food to eat. Homeless and empty, homeless and distressed, and upset with nowhere really to sleep. Homeless and without safety, and fearing so many people that you meet. Homeless and subject…
Read MoreHard is the heart, hard is the heart that can see homeless people, and feel nothing, and hard is the heart of society, when society does not solve the problem, and how sad it is to see the homeless in the rain, and how sad it is to see them suffering, to see them belittled,…
Read MoreYou fail to understand daily, you fail to understand. You fail to see but you do not listen as best you could, and you do not take enough time, and you do not take enough time, and you do not have enough patience, and it is anathema to me, and I cannot get past your…
Read MoreHe takes the delivery, he makes a bomb, whilst making tea. He has his dinner, and he says goodbye to his wife, who knows nothing, and he blows himself up amongst a crowd, and oh, the screams, and the agony and the misery, and the blood upon the floor, and the bits of flesh and…
Read MoreBrought it all, you brought it all. The cheek, the wit, the intelligence, and for you I did fall, for you brought it all, and you called to me with your sirens call, and I listened to you, and it was all over far too soon, because my heart had been stolen away forever and…
Read MoreActing cool sat on a stool, be this, be this night. Be still, be still like it might, it might happen, the end of time. Yes, be so drawn, into your mind, sat on a stool at the edge of the dancefloor, with a rum and a coke in hand, just waiting for the man,…
Read MoreAmongst the leaves, we lay at the dawning of the day, where the sunshine plays, and the river it rolls away, and amongst the leaves you hold me in your arms, and you fill me with your charms, and you kiss me so tenderly and gently, and the seconds and the minutes and the hours,…
Read MoreAfter the morning storm, from whence such destruction was born, and what a fearsome sight it is, and what great damage there is, caused in such little time, and the time it takes to build a house, is quickly forgotten, because the destruction of the hurricane, comes faster than in a blink of an eye,…
Read MoreToday, my mind is far away, and I am blown away, on a miserable day, a day of delay, holding flowers in my arms, waiting for you to come my way, on the 7 o'clock train, waiting in the rain, watching the last rays of sun, try to come through the clouds of grey, waiting…
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