Posts Tagged ‘creative writing’
I’ve Faith in the Future Coming
You’re on the phone
But you’re all alone
In your echo chamber zone
And that’s not good living
You can’t find what’s real
Or process what you feel
Our divisions never heal
Whose reality are you living?I’ve faith in the future coming
Gotta stand up & fight
I ain’t runningIt’s a fractured scene
With divisions between
And a dark screen
From the lies they’re saying
I hate this nasty stuff
It don’t mean they’re tough
It’s just a lying bluff
The patriot games they’re playingI’ve faith in the future coming
Gotta stand up & fight
I ain’t runningI close my eyes
Have we lost a prize?
Under dark skies
Are we spinning out of control?
Can we still aim?
To play the grand game?
With dignity in our name?
And honour in our soul?I’ve faith in the future coming
Gotta stand up & fight
I ain’t running
Black Mantilla
You’re in a black mantilla by my grave
In the black dress bought from money you’ve saved
You’re in black sunglasses dropping tears
You’re oblivious to quizzical glances here
Now throw in your red rose
To finish your design
And I’ll love you forever
…In the memories I’ve left behind
And I’ll love you forever
…In the memories I’ve left behindYou’re in a straw hat as the waves they pass
You’re drinking Rosado from a beaded glass
You’re in black sunglasses hiding your fears
You’re oblivious to admiring glances here
And the breeze it carries the sun
As the boats begin to dance
As the stars align one more time
…You have one more chance
As the stars align one more time
…You have one more chanceWe acquire knowledge,
And we pass it on down the line
We do what we can
As we pass through time
Even with our backs against the wall
There’s still hope for us today
We have no answers
But we still have stuff that we can say
And I know we have no answers
But we still have stuff that we can sayWe love each other
With our beautiful fractured hearts
We need something to hold onto
We need someone’s hand to grasp
Breaking Glass
It’s the sound you hear
That of crashing glass
From your broken bubble
Will this too now pass?The cold winds of change
The harsh winds of hate
Now threaten your world view
And threaten your fateWith ugly, ignorant intensity
Empty vessels make much sound
Many float on hot, false hopes
I stay lonely on the ground
Blind Faith
I speak those shallow empty words
Filled with so many lies, I sound absurd
But I accept no responsibility
I use insults and I use attacks as news
As clickbait in social media that I use
I pollute everything with incivilityI’ve undermined what experts say
The rule of law is now my prey
I’m your prophet, listen only to me
I call it fake media and I call it fake news
Cos I wanna own your reality too
I’m your prophet, listen only to meHave faith, blind faith in me
Have trust, blind trust in me,
I wanna be your reality
Have faith, blind faith in meMy lies keep you divided and confused
I’ve hidden real problems with that ruse
I’m so full of ignorant intensity
I’ve defeated those with passionate conviction
Who used foolish truth instead of fiction
And I don’t care about inequalityHave faith, blind faith in me
Have trust, blind trust in me,
I wanna be your reality
Have faith, blind faith in me
Loco Man
Worries about trust
Are you seeing someone?
Rationally I said no
But instinctively I said runI said I gotta go
You were stunned you began
But then you angrily said
You must be loco…manI’m not loco
I’m not loco
Just an ordinary
Ordinary…manWorries about trust
Accusation and doubt
You got a problem now
You wanna change me aboutSometimes, I stumble
Sometimes, into the dark
Sometimes, I handle it
Sometimes, it leaves a markI’m not loco
I’m not loco
Just an ordinary
Ordinary…man
Karma Chameleon
Actions speak much louder
Given with the right intention
Instead of chameleon words
Hidden with clever inventionWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?“Don’t hate me” you strangely said
But it’s something I never do
I’ve called you out as wrong
That’s all I think of youWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?You can survive as a chameleon
But you’ll leave much undone
You gotta stand out with respect
When you wanna get someWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?
Actions Speak Louder
Well the parting was disjointed
And of an apparent selfish design
Was it just a clumsy mistake?
Or something more planned and malign?
The magic left like a light going out
Like air from a hissing balloon
The barriers came crashing down
Rushing the warmth from the roomI was made redundant
My services not now required
This was a crash landing
Ice emerged from the fire
Such breathless, ruthless action
No time even to think
A sword taken to the chain
It cut straight through the linkLater when I resurfaced
After gut wrenching days
“Keep good memories of us”
“Don’t hate me”, she says
Her actions had spoken louder
They didn’t care what I thought
Was a dishonest bow-tied closure?
Now really what she sought?“Oh, integrity’s important to me,
I don’t want you to feel used”
(Accepting no responsibility
But implying my feelings are confused)
I can forgive of course
But only with explicit request
And only with some recognition
That growth and change are a questNothing can protect me now
Cos everything must change and end
But there are more loving ways
Of leaving the party at the bend
Something nags at her inside
Maybe it’s the karma that she’s won?
Somewhere she needs approval
Something’s yet unfinished and undone
