Cutting out

Booze and alcohol
drugs and sex,
the liberties we took for granted
upon them today
there's a hex.

Now we've got all
this technology
like the genie's
in high demand,
go online
and your wish is my
command.

Old Dinosaurs
that have for too
long ruled the Earth,
exploit the masses
for all it's worth.

There's not enough
Whiskey left in the bottle,
not even enough beer,
cutting out today
is what we hear.

So get pasted being all night online
but there are
brave souls out there
to open up a good
bottle of wine.

Too many rules
and regulations
and we'll hear
enough screams and shout,
because we can decide for ourselves
what is worth cutting out.

Wacky

This place called
called Earth
is wierd and wonderful
but kind of wacky,
from exotic places
to what some think
are tacky.

It takes a lot of tolerance
and patience to try and
figure some of it out,
to become thicked skinned
as you wander about.

It is truly amazing
so that many billion
are here today,
and through the gift of language
what they say.

It takes time
to get into the motion
for the age of Aquarius,
some thing's will be wacky
but hilarious.

This life can be like
a comedy with hyphenated errors
included all the way,
because you just don't
know what may
happen today.

We've just got
to learn to get along better
and stop walking around
like frightened sheep
who appear to lose
their way,
because this wacky World
for all is on display.

Yet many audition on TV
because they want to sing,
we see the weird and
wacky doing
their thing.

From country to continent
wacky is wherever
you look around,
it's a brave and fascinating
World no matter
how something might appear
or sound.

The mighty Prince

There was a King
who reaked havoc
upon command,
until a mighty Prince
made a stand.

For the nobility of his
birth he felt was nothing
until he'd proven
his worth.

Truth and justice
was still something
to defend,
and the power of a throne
was not fit for a King
whom would pretend.

So the mighty Prince
challenged the Royal tyrant
to defend his kingly right,
as the Prince
was prepared to fight.

But the King was a weak
and cowardly despot
who only wore the Crown,
and appeared more powerful
wearing his Royal gown.

He'd never fought a battle before,
and wept and fell
suddenly to the floor.

The Mighty Prince
said you are no King,
and can't even imagine
all your subject's
misery and suffering.

Abdicate now
or killing you
will be my vow.

I do not want to
stain my sword
with the treachery
of your blood,
or for other's to
fight and die for you
in foreign mud.

The king knew by now
that he must do or die,
if he fought
was it worth the try.

He turned to the Prince
and said I am a tyrant
as have been many King's
before me,
now there is something
you shall witness and see.

The King pulled out his sword
and ferociously fought his way,
as no ambitiously minded Prince
was going to rule the day.

The mighty Prince lunged
and into his stomach
the King's sword plunged.

The King looked at him firmly
and said now you know I am
not weak,
for you personal gain
it's the power of the throne
you seek.

My enemies are many
and there are plenty
who'd plunge
a dagger into my back,
that is why towns and cities
I sack.

I'd rather be a bad King
than not one at all,
but just like many I've
had my rise and fall.

But now you have created
a curious twist of fete,
that I still have it within me
to be just and great.

The Prince's stomach wounded
but with time it would heal,
slowly to the ground
upon bended knee he
began to kneel.

The King the next day
issued a proclamation,
that once again there would
be liberty for all throughout
the nation.

The amibitions of one
so young in years
can be hard to convince,
but it takes time
to truly be a just King
or a mighty Prince.

Ocean's away

We come and go
even though we
are Ocean's away,
just the thought of you
brighten's my day.

Cherishing the moments
when everything felt good,
remembering in the grand
scheme of thing's
where you once stood.

But that vast and uncontrollable
Ocean can be difficult
for us to cross,
but maybe it's because
we don't understand
that it can feel unbearable
to live with the loss.

But in our hearts and
minds no ocean can keep
us apart or divide us
as to how we truly feel,
even the briefest thoughts
of one another we steal.

For not to imagine
or think of you
becomes like an unbearable pain,
and fond memories we need
to keep us from going
insane.

So we never really are
Ocean's away,
it's just our thoughts and
feelings sometimes
are kept at bay.

Facing the light

It may not appear right
but sooner or later
we'll all be facing the light.

A loved one is finally
slipping away,
but the love we felt for them
never goes astray.

They need our love
for them to go on,
for just was the case in life
with and through
us they brightly shon.

People all over the World
throughout the day and on into
the night
will be facing the light.

Somehow you just know
for their sake as well as our's
we've got to let
them go.

For this it might seem dumb,
but it's my way of
saying goodbye to my
mum.

Breathing space

Upon every bit of
land to build
is being filled.

House prices
and the demand
have gone through
the roof,
dream homes nowadays
are so distant and aloof.

Encroaching upon
every patch of green,
to create an ever growing
urban scene.

The birds will not
have a nest to bed down
for the night,
and the Owl's prescence
will be blurred by artificial
street light.

The only place to relax
and unwind is
in a park,
but they are not safe places to
venture into after
dark.

We're bombarding
this World with
concrete and cement,
that the only breathing
space available will be
through an air vent.

The confinement and the
stress,
wide open spaces
are becoming less.

Messing around with
some creature's
natural habitat,
where will they go
needs careful consideration
about that.

We're building one
thing and then tearing it
down,
to build bigger and better
on the outskirts of town.

It's like huge metropolis's
are in a massive development race,
and everything is running out
of breathing space.

The path we choose

There are many roads
to the path we choose,
do we accept it,
or refuse.

Sometimes we might
not even know
the path we're on,
and maybe never realise
it had turned out wrong.

One path that leads to
happiness,
another bitterness and pain,
that comes down upon us
like heavy rain.

Consciousness can
be a difficult thing
to grasp and learn,
always like an endless
twist and turn.

Drug, sex, and
any other label,
the World we built
up for ourselves
is not stable.

But there's one fortunate thing,
if you plead insanity,
let someone else find a better way
of dealing with humanity.

For we can all only
do so much,
and at the end of the day
we find we're
out of touch.

So whatever direction
we take to the path we choose,
life continually turns and twists
it's screws.