Who Gave The Order

Who gave the order,
the order to kill,
a man in his prime
for daring to rise
from his knees?


For daring to
free his land from
a tyrants cruel hand?


For the crime of
uniting a nation,
so all would
stand together as one?


When the deed was done...


Tell me you
who gave the order,
the order to kill
another good man?


Did you smile,
while millions cried?

Like Festering Sore

Like a festering sore
you’re there,
demanding my attention.


‘Oh scratch me please’
you whine.


Every time I turn on
the TV you scream
colourful lies at me.


Trying to convince me
That he’s the best
She’s the best, the whole
Fucking world's a mess,
As far as I can see


Buy this buy that
any old tat, to improve my
life…


Oh Mr media
take your encyclopedia
of lies and stick it up your arse.

Foolish Hearts Of Billy And Joe

Billy and Joe were lovers
caught in the head lights
of another car crash...


They were just lonely I guess


Both on the same smash
and grab trolley dash,
at a local supermarket
for those left on the shelf.


Grabbed an emotion
that fell apart in their foolish hands.

My Seeds Of Change

That soil of mixed
heartache and joy.


These Leaves that
languish in a landscape
of toil and troubles,
force me to search
for pastures new...

Perhaps a view of the sea
while my earth turns to sand.
Crabs will walk on the surface
of what should be me.

These the things I hope for
as my seeds of change
move delicately on
in the subtle breeze...
or the storms of life
carry thee far and wide.