awake

Two year old child arms broken

Tears roll from the surgeons eyes

You call this love he pleads

His eyes skywards god sees

Free will i had enough

Can’t do this anymore

I send in love now it’s gone

Lying in sunshine somewhere

In The beginning i was light

Shared love produced me

Then i became common and unplanned

All the lost love leaves us damned

How long must i wait

I’ve lit hearts for years

Stuck to my task like steel

Even God can’t hide the tears

I’ve a plan cries God out loud

I’ll act as planned and allow

Earth rumbles floats and quakes

About time they all now awake

How to change things quickly for good

it's a question we all ask, sometimes when were loaded, great ideas soon forgotten, and a week later we come up with more great ideas, soon forgotten and after awhile we become disillusioned and so on and on, the circle gets tighter, all we think is escape, then we give up, stop, it's possible to change everything, and this is how, it's not a revolution, it's called justice for all, and this is what ye have to do, and it's simple.
We have a united nations to protect us from criminal behavior and other such abuses throughout the world, its not working, world is in a worse state now more than ever. Lets set up a court for all the politicians of the world, hold them accountable, just them and no one else, a political crimes bureau, PCB for short. everyone who dares to enter politics throughout the world who elects to serve the people and only enriches themselves, will be brought before this bureau and will be asked every three years to explain any of their spurious decisions, the penalty for abuse, asset stripping for those involved, end of story. this bureau will put power back into the hands of ordinary decent people the world over, and make the abuse by the political class and those who support them a very unprofitable business, now is that not simple.  

Pokerface

He liked that, the ice bucket by the table. Magda was so thoughtful. He’d got to know her better, both of them on a first name basis too. He quickly set up. he’d an early start, a funeral in the morning, so much so he’d brought along his razor and toothbrush this time. He didn’t usually stay over, afraid of rumour and hearsay given his delicate position in society.

Pouring a deep JD, he lobbed in three or four lumps of ice, then drowned the mixture with coke, the real thing as they say. In his seat, TV remote to hand, he could work it now with one hand, notepad in the other, with details for viewing, topics as they call it, his being TV gambling, another phenomenon his  parish contact had warned him about. You wont believe he was told, he’d soon find out. When first informed about gambling on the TV, harry thought the parishioner was referring to those lotto shows that encouraged people to gamble, in aid of good causes of course. Harry was used to such good causes, he’d run a charity racing night, for gods sake of course, air conditioning unit for an old folks home being the beneficiary. TV gambling wasn’t about the purchase of lotto tickets he soon figured out once he checked the digital address he was given. Texas hold’em, or seven card stud with a few minor changes. Harry played poker with other priests and was well used to poker. On TV it was different. Every hand seemed to be a winning one. The pot sizes were in thousands, and the players were a bunch of washed out celebrities who didn’t have the right physical appearance to make it on main stream TV. Maybes and hopefuls probably, who’d enlisted for the chance to be seen on TV again. The game was quite good, his attention full on. Two sixes down against an ace and a king down, the four other contestants passing. The pair had to be a winning hand. Seemingly not announced the poker expert who was commentating on matters. Three cards were flipped over, low cards that were of no use to either player. Two pair held, ace king went all in, ace king player being a former snooker player with a well chronicled drug and alcohol problem, harry wasn’t surprised, but was excited, wondering who’d win, having forgotten that the chips they were playing with were monopoly money, as no one in their right mind would bet thirty seven thousand on an ace king with two cards to come. Two sixes hesitated. Two sixes was the chip leader announced the poker expert in a hushed voice. The camera focussed in on two sixes as he dallied over the decision. Head fucking comments, head fucking counts, and two sixes was head fucked and hand fucked, as he threw in his hand. Smart play announced the voice over poker expert, praising the snooker celeb. Three games later the session was over, harry had enough of that and wasn’t ready yet for the tutorial on how to play texas hold’em successfully, the tutorial free and sponsored by an online poker website. Drug using tutorials, gambling was a drug, occupied the mind while you did it, the buzz as it’s called. He sipped his beloved JD, tuned into another station, another on his list. TV quiz game, name the celebrity win a thousand. Harry recognised the picture, or part of it, the game being like a jigsaw. He couldn’t see the full picture, only the eyes of the person, his mouth shielded. It was jack Nicholson. He’d crazy eyes, he’d seen them in the shining, a scary shit movie made years earlier. Text me and win a thousand euros, I’m waiting for you boys, text me and win she urged, everyone likes to win money, how about a new holiday, text me and win she urged. Fraud he reckoned, as they all couldn’t win a thousand. Text them a thousand times and win a million mused harry working out the possibilities in his head. Maybe the station owner was philanthropic and related to gates.

the emotional tyrant

Emotional times, every one is crying, crying for change, privately publicly the call is a united one, it’s tragedy and distress, first began when life was a mess, was it something you could not say, were you afraid that he’d run away, children, women, men, everyone living, emotional is the natural one, don’t worry it’s time to let go those fears, have confidence in yourself, don’t listen to those failures, growing it’s a very emotional time, in a relationship and you have to let go, you have old friends they don’t want to know, be like us we’ll keep you safe, if you try to do that you’ll end up like sheep, emotional sometimes good but it’s usually fear, it’s holding you back that secret you can’t reveal, you have to tell someone you try the booze instead, it’s a slippery surface your suddenly on, you think you are in control but your loosing it, join a group we can help you, you become addicted to that and it’s another fall back, how can I deal with it, this pain I have inside, it’s the same fate of governments those hidden mistakes, be truthful it might hurt, ignore it and it will eat you up, I've been in these situations, grown comfortable among the addicted, just cant seem to do it myself, yes you can, think you heard that line before, the call of hope takes to happen, many people everyone in fact, they suffer this same problem, it’s really matter of fact, the husband is cheating, the  wife is she leaving, I can’t say that, what will I do on my own, will I get a replacement, what’s going on, he meets her in the school gym, they like each other, she’s sweet and wailer thin, years grow the friend ship endures, experiences shared like we can’t let go, every plant needs space, ever see a big tree in a tightly wound space, never have and never will,  mature and grow that flow, if light can’t get in where do you grow, sideways this way his way her way not the way you planned for sure, it’s why God gives us wisdom every living day, problem is we forgot, got used to excuses and all the abuses, cynicism resentment broken love and loss, you that three year old child alone in the school yard, every one else had a daddy, you didn't understand you yearned inside, how did we see but not feel, situation been going on for years, expensive education and toys to keep you busy, never makes up for the love you craved for, lost love is replaced in many shapes and forms, a world that ignores the needs of children may soon be wishing otherwise, I had a dream many years ago, it keeps turning up trumps, today I saw a little boy lost three years old a little cap on his face, he sat quietly in a corner and watched as others passed by, fathers holding hands with their children, the little boy started to cry, why me, why do they hurt me, do they care at all, the faces the TV, the voices of the mighty and great, get even said the voice in his head, someday he’ll murder his wife, it’s happening again and again, all we can do is call an enquiry, the boy thinks as he grows old in the state penitentiary, how the so called good deal with such calamities, any better excuse for our emotional lives, have we forgotten to love, seems the mighty lord thinks so, and when the lord hurts expect a reaction, well……your children are hurting what are you going to do,

Allow tyrants dominate you, amen.

Time is of the essence...

Had to keep looking, she was bound to take her top off, the babe in the tub. Guys around, slouching over to her , trying to make sense, connect as they say, another of the vibe words he’d heard. Was going to use it in a sermon, sometime. Big brother, big let down, emperors clothes theory repeats itself like fashion. For a moment he wondered if all, he stopped wondering as she stepped out of the tub. Camera close up, her bottom almost see through. They market this to kids he thought making a note of it, was all over the news, loads of money, loads of silence, no one screams stop when the slots keep paying, the sluts keep playing, the lusty keep spraying. World fucked, no wonder. He wondered again in mind, was he watching the last days of Pompeii. Big brother, portal for the bored, and those who couldn’t afford. Time to move on, he was reluctant though, she might undress. The remote hit the floor, his eyes temporarily off the screen. Bending to pick it up, channel moved too, news again.

Can you imagine it

Words spoken, God had to delay what was happening so quickly. Cries for help had multiplied so fast in such a short time. Daily chaos everywhere, children having children, it wasn’t the plan, world too busy, zealots forever busier, victims appear on cue for checks, strain beginning to show, earthquakes getting closer, obscenities outpacing themselves, Pompeii lives, children like spices, freshening up old men, the world intent on living longer regardless of the cost to all, with anything pure and good getting rarer by the day. Tom Murphy, the born again angel had the enviable task of selecting his replacement. From a list too, a list that had been two pages long with names, names of potential replacements. A list that he had started on two decades earlier, a list that had spanned the globe in his travels, seeking the good so to speak. Now there was just one left out of 200 hundred names. Last angel on earth seeks replacement, who’d believe it he thought thinking out loud, as he dwelled over a strong espresso in the bare naked café that was the tuck shop on terminal five. He listened to the announcements from the public address system. Planes delayed from the U.S., what was new. The boarding gate to Dublin opposite him, he listened carefully to the array of messages being blurted out, then calm and silence again. Being late in the evening, the airport wasn't busy. He had relations in the west of Ireland, hadn’t everybody he thought, but he liked meeting people and if his grandfather came from Galway, a  seaside town too, this trip promised more than just a working visit unlike the last time he visited Ireland, seventy odd years earlier during the great war. Searching for stowaways then, escaped refugees from Poland, Jewish mainly, the Irish weren't mean spirited, just a little wary of strangers the way all rural nations are. 

Creation

Why do we exist, how did we come to exist, what makes us exist, answer is both pure and simple, love, the ultimate drug, most addictive feeling in the world, you have it, you’ll go to extremes to keep it, loose it, your life feels empty, you spend your life with love in mind, sometimes it becomes too much, you substitute it, sometimes it’s alcohol, sometimes it’s pleasure, when you misuse you loose, you spend all your time trying to get over it, problem is love is not always clean, it becomes distorted, you become distorted, marriage to marriage, no one makes you happy, the car becomes more important, the image is perfected, substance abuse is far bigger than drugs or alcohol, it’s people too, it’s those things you’d rather not do, so how do you save the love you have, how do you make it grow, very easily in fact, it’s the worst kept secret of the world. The evil doers pride themselves in creating division hatred resentment and fear, very simple to do, too simple. The neighbor has a bigger car, don’t trust the police, immigrants eat in that restaurant you can’t afford, those jihadists are all Muslims, those rantings you listen to on the radio and TV, night and day, it’s easy create hatred, even easier to create love though, if you allow yourself a space, I know, I’ve been there, suffered all sorts of opinions, trusted all sorts of folks, refused to join any of those clubs, as for division, just enter politics, but love is the one and only thing you need to survive in this world, and it’s a lesson older folks often forget to pass on to the young of this world, why?, because no one admits their mistakes easily, made so many I’d fill more pages than William Shakespeare almost. Why do certain communities get on better, ask yourself what divides and what doesn’t. in the world today, we have an image draining agenda, an attack on all that is good, it’s the plan of the evil doers for ages, it nearly worked, but like all those great movies, God always wins in the end, he has you and me create the love, the more we create the more he responds, seen this literally and physically happen, and it’s awesome. And why does love become distorted, the same reason minds become distorted, they become filled with odd ideas images and fear, it’s why we try to shield children from bad things, it’s why sandy hook happened, woke us up, it’s a wild world out there, twitter and the other hundred social media forums, you’ll find everything the mind craves and lots of disturbing shit easily today, it’s why children rely on the support of mindful and loving parents in order to grow up straight, not becoming warped, it’s why extremists are dangerous,  why have we allowed porno to become mainstream, it’s why we need leaders who are interested in leading us, not deceiving us, it’s why across the entire universe we need to rally for the sake of common sense, and decide to have laws for politicians only, they are the chief architects of our downfall everywhere. Do you often hear them say, you get the government you deserve, it’s odd what we accept for truth,  in reality you get the government that manages to deceive most, and who do governments work for, yes, big corporations that donate to them, lets grow a little hear, pretend no more, you have nothing to fear, the great lord of heaven and earth is 100% alert and real, those that damage the prospects of love everywhere are causing the hardship, the whole world over, give love a try, and like any wise father or mother, the wiser you use the gifts given to you, the more you’ll receive next time and the time after, it’s really that simple, and if you manage to sow the seeds of love, imagine how good that reward will be. The only currency in heaven is love, no silks, no watches, no cars, no carpets, no hunger either, or Cayman island accounts, it’s a place where joy is lasting and friendship is permanent, trust me on this, I’ve been on this trek, fallen a few times, got up and on with it, it works, it’s love, and it’s free to anyone who uses it for good purpose, and guess what, in the short term you’ll have more friends, that’s for starters, it’s a meal of never ending courses and totally filling. So, what you waiting for, go and create love and watch the world improve beyond imagination, I have, and I got to tell you, nothing in the world I’ve ever done comes close, and I’ve been around the world, amen. But like any wise person who plans on making this world a better place, do your research first, be wary of those who mislead, watch out for the pitfalls, see what happened to those who went ahead of you, and like all children, be cautious of those bearing gifts when you are most in need, and finally, study the lives of those who loved the most. These are just tips. Take care and like that movie, groundhog day, the first step, not the glory you have in mind it what’s all important.