Showing posts with label snow tracks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snow tracks. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

The Black Sheep

Loving, nothing is sweeter, the warmth of being, one with love, and the fear that emotion stirs, when you might lose, the way you stir inside, as your heart begins to bleed, the fear of losing your mind, climbing into battle with the worlds demons, and all the strength you need, no doubts allowed, the risks are epic, it’s nature, the outcome a victory, that is blessed, petitions answered from above, God Most High comes to your aid, that is something you can’t mess with, Texas all in power required, no shadows only light, what are you waiting for, jump in and taste the love, that is yours, for love and no other reason,  blessed by God, what can go wrong, brave heart  is waiting for you, no way out this time, come together now, fill my heart, in the battle of life, it’s real it’s divine and it’s all yours, love it to the last drop, once in it’s done, the world will be , cause it’s life giving, you must trust fully, it’s that simple, cross the threshold, you can you handle it, being loved without borders or fear, can you read my words, cause all love is divine, so fear should not be your worry, be hungry not greedy, it’s my breakfast dinner and tea.
Don’t pretend,  In a nutshell, it can hurt badly, and can cost others dearly, you want you to be honest, no holding back, but love is stronger than anything, it’s why we are guarded, love is divine, it’s not a passing fantasy, deeper than any well out there, so I believe, God Most High is your eternal friend, love moves the stars, reaches the heavens,  can’t be redesigned, you just have to believe, and that should be easy, cause your born with a heart that is full of it, it just gets torched along the way, so smile and be brave, you never own it, it’s the gift you pass on, just save a little for me, the story of Mr Bee, just imagine it, there you are a little honey bee, out doing your best collecting some nectar and sweet honey, then you come home and your home had been robbed, what a sad little memory for bee’s, and the flowers that will miss his buzzy company.


Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Roman Times



I've had time to consider and ponder all of the options
Our carefree abandon our contemplation of ourselves
The wayward children and the world in disarray
The excuses poured out the reasoning that never solves
I’ve listened to them all and don’t care much for logic
Time to reassess and explore other methods of success
The roman empire the best example of excess

Gone gone burnt to death never to rise again so what
A new leader holds the reigns till we've had enough
Replace replace there has to be someone much wiser
Spin doctors research consultants spend time together
We've arrived at a new dawn this one will do better
Hope rises we've learned from the past this one is sure
We ply them with praise before they ever deliver

Roundabout new age past wisdom and despair
We soon return to square one fate worse than ever
Masses grow weary we spin again she’s so much better
Confident smile gleaming white teeth and she’s a size ten
Women come round new woman in town a no header
Give her time they spin and time we give and she’s no better
We put up with it again while they try to fill the shredder

No ethical response children violent men chase the leg
A young child emerges and tells the truth even poets listen
One so young with a mind undone by example is so much better
Teens agree granny smiles no bribes to pay or ransoms
Gets the job done is answerable to no one and is handsome
where did they go those in charge long ago no quip or answer
once the truth comes out you don’t have to shout or pander

why can’t we find people genuine and honest to lead us,
is power such a drug that it’s all we can crave for or need
why do sin doctors pour lies in order to disguise what’s real
so many wise people where so many live in despair
does anyone fear the one and the power of the sun
are we complacent when it’s their problem not ours
pretend your living in roman times when it’ll end in tears…

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Time To Act...

talk abounds something strange going down,talk of peace in the middle east, so welcoming that sunday bombing streak, you can get arrested for thinking he tweets, it happens in trees all the time in threes if you know what i mean, all this talk of ARMAGEDDON must be a prank you think, did you not notice women getting sexier, they must know something as they don't hold back anymore, it makes you think, perhaps it's time to act, before the casualties mount, talking peace in the middle east prefer to see those photo's of kate don't you think..did you see those mamari...world extinct.