sin lost in the darkness of day
June 5, 2013
Steeples towers clocks and flowers
so many of them built to last
parapets defences gargoyles that
are defensive menacingly offensive
to those that know of the spoils of
war for religion and more are mere
tools of the trade for some to gather
up souls and capture them whole
leaving no option than to get up and
run or give in and become that like
sin lost in the darkness of day
so many of them built to last
parapets defences gargoyles that
are defensive menacingly offensive
to those that know of the spoils of
war for religion and more are mere
tools of the trade for some to gather
up souls and capture them whole
leaving no option than to get up and
run or give in and become that like
sin lost in the darkness of day
In the distance
June 5, 2013
In the distance
I see you looking at me
In the distance
I feel you wanting to be free
In the distance
I hear you calling to me
In the distance
Is that not to where you did flee
In the distance
I see you looking at me
In the distance
I feel you wanting to be free
In the distance
I hear you calling to me
In the distance
Is that not to where you did flee
In the distance
I’m waiting for that train
to come to carry me to
that place to far to run to
on mine own
to come to carry me to
that place to far to run to
on mine own
I’m waiting for that train
I think my friends on there
for they have finished their
roaming of life and are heading
home now had enough of the
strife and poverty of the soul
I think my friends on there
for they have finished their
roaming of life and are heading
home now had enough of the
strife and poverty of the soul
I’m waiting for that train
for it’s going to that place
where all things become
whole in their own right
that place where darkness
is as light for nothing is
unseen
for it’s going to that place
where all things become
whole in their own right
that place where darkness
is as light for nothing is
unseen
I’m waiting for that train
So now I’m jumping for clouds
June 2, 2013
I lost my way chasing rainbows
Fell a few times along the way
Climbed over hedges and fell in
To ditches got a little dirty got
A little wet didn’t get to the end
But the people I met along the
Way some are still with me today
I lost my way chasing rainbows
So now I’m jumping for clouds
Fell a few times along the way
Climbed over hedges and fell in
To ditches got a little dirty got
A little wet didn’t get to the end
But the people I met along the
Way some are still with me today
I lost my way chasing rainbows
So now I’m jumping for clouds
to go and hide where god does not see
June 2, 2013
Oh how cheaply we sell the
soul that thing without which
we can never be whole we give
away in our dreams for its the
imagination that makes such things
seen in the distance of the night
then they do seek us and give us
such fright in the true nature of
it all but not many are willing to
acknowledge that call that was made
deep in the night not able to deal
for the body has not flight capabilities
to go and hide where god does not see
soul that thing without which
we can never be whole we give
away in our dreams for its the
imagination that makes such things
seen in the distance of the night
then they do seek us and give us
such fright in the true nature of
it all but not many are willing to
acknowledge that call that was made
deep in the night not able to deal
for the body has not flight capabilities
to go and hide where god does not see
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Is finally home
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June 2, 2013
Do my eyes they deceive me
For my heart whont believe
Me when I tell it to leave
My mind alone for distance
May pass but to no place
Be last that resting place
A home of the kind where
Peace they can find from the
Pearcingly moan and groan
Of all differing kinds to windge
And whine sambo will you
Not go home oh how harsh
They seem vile and unclean
Do they not even respect their
Own for my family tree traces
Back to thee after Scotland
Ireland Jamaica the blood did
Roam look closely you’ll see
That deep within me your blood
Is finally home
For my heart whont believe
Me when I tell it to leave
My mind alone for distance
May pass but to no place
Be last that resting place
A home of the kind where
Peace they can find from the
Pearcingly moan and groan
Of all differing kinds to windge
And whine sambo will you
Not go home oh how harsh
They seem vile and unclean
Do they not even respect their
Own for my family tree traces
Back to thee after Scotland
Ireland Jamaica the blood did
Roam look closely you’ll see
That deep within me your blood
Is finally home
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part
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June 2, 2013
Where is my religion when was
it decided who made the decision
that it should not be a way of life
the meaning for me to call such things
my home to changed that mansion
and now call it a home where the
mind and body do rest but where
the soul is put to the test of all things
that could be
it decided who made the decision
that it should not be a way of life
the meaning for me to call such things
my home to changed that mansion
and now call it a home where the
mind and body do rest but where
the soul is put to the test of all things
that could be
Where is my religion when was
where did it go who took this from
me this promise of everlasting life
that reason to be whole that other
called wife and family where did
they go why did I not see the coming
of the night
where did it go who took this from
me this promise of everlasting life
that reason to be whole that other
called wife and family where did
they go why did I not see the coming
of the night
Where is my religion when was
it is that shadow became light and
all that is done in the dark is now
just parcel and part of this we call
normality I not happy with what I
feel nor see
it is that shadow became light and
all that is done in the dark is now
just parcel and part of this we call
normality I not happy with what I
feel nor see
Where is my religion I have to ask
for that faith I don’t see in this every
day life of which death be such a big
part
for that faith I don’t see in this every
day life of which death be such a big
part
you and I
June 2, 2013
Do you not see the shadows
at play they only come out
when children go away to their
homes at night for not to be seen
not to give fright to those images
of ghosts and other unseen things
in the minds imagination
at play they only come out
when children go away to their
homes at night for not to be seen
not to give fright to those images
of ghosts and other unseen things
in the minds imagination
Do you not see the shadows
they dance and they sing to one
another to bring that happiness
of kind on the slide the roundabout
for a ride while like angels they
glide easily too fast for the eye
to see but yet their there
they dance and they sing to one
another to bring that happiness
of kind on the slide the roundabout
for a ride while like angels they
glide easily too fast for the eye
to see but yet their there
Do you not see the shadows
for surely they watch closely
the comings and goings of both
you and I
for surely they watch closely
the comings and goings of both
you and I
Life part 2
June 2, 2013
The need of it to hold
On to put in the bank
For you can not make
Do
The greed of it to feed
The face to deprive another
Just in case you should
Ever bleed
The speed of it to drop
Ones own forsake all
Others work fingers to
The bone just to have
That house and home
Be all secure and live
Alone
The sense of it to capture
The soul defragmentation
Never to be whole to keep
It separate from its kind
Thus reducing the chance
To find true happiness to
Know ones worth and be
Truly blessed
On to put in the bank
For you can not make
Do
The greed of it to feed
The face to deprive another
Just in case you should
Ever bleed
The speed of it to drop
Ones own forsake all
Others work fingers to
The bone just to have
That house and home
Be all secure and live
Alone
The sense of it to capture
The soul defragmentation
Never to be whole to keep
It separate from its kind
Thus reducing the chance
To find true happiness to
Know ones worth and be
Truly blessed
Life
June 1, 2013
What is it to miss someone
That mornings glow that
Look so long in the making
That morning stretch with
No mistaking the smile it has
Been nice to be here a while
That mornings glow that
Look so long in the making
That morning stretch with
No mistaking the smile it has
Been nice to be here a while
What is it to miss someone
When the heart beats faster
Creating songs to the heavens
Above the body does love such
Company
When the heart beats faster
Creating songs to the heavens
Above the body does love such
Company
What is it to miss someone
Life
Life
Rutland police incompetence…..
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June 1, 2013
Rutland police incompetence…..
while I have been informed that the caution which I have had placed upon my police record is to be removed that still leaves me with a forthcoming case for common assault. I am not impressed with the inability of Rutland police to not only carry out the basic administrative tasks adequately but also they selectiveness to respond to crimes committed against myself or my son. It has been over six weeks since they were informed of my sons assault and it is only now they they are considering taking action and investigating the matter. I say investigate as it’s that old adage you can drag a horse to water but can not make it drink. Yes I have complained and they have investigated the illegal caution they gave me, yes that is now to be removed and yes because I am taking their sorry asses to court they are now going to investigate the local school. But they have been aware of the facts and seen the evidence in fact six weeks ago so what is their to investigate. If they wanted a copy of the statements and admittance they could have just have easily asked me for a copy or made a copy when the incompetent officer went to the the school in the first place.
I am actually fed up with incompetent police officers, social workers, council members, MP’s, dentists, surgeons and school head masters. While my insistence that they conduct themselves in the professional manor for which they are paid extortionate amounts of money results in changes to policy procedures and practice the fact remains that every encounter with these decrypt individuals results in either restrictions to my physical mental or emotional well being. They are in fact like motorist without a licence causing mayhem on the roads and resulting in continual injury to myself. It is obvious that these individuals has no notion of professionalism or accountability and are so used to doing what they want and making it up as they go along in the mistaken belief that their positions give them the authority to discriminate as and when they feel like it. I’m not finished with any of you by a long shot…..!
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Back to you willingly ;x
May 31, 2013
Does this belong to you
I found it while walking
At first I was not sure
What to do I took it home
Gave it a corner to call
It’s own I gave it light
I gave it dark in all things
I did I allowed it to take
Part but its demure remained
The same no getting smaller
Nor weight did it gain so
I took it for a walk and to
My surprise it did start to
Talk of long and distant times
Of things that were done
To it which it considered a
Crime but now as it told its
Story to me it said that there
Was only one place it wanted
To be and that was back in
Your arms hoping that for you
It still had some charm so to
This I did agree I got it new
Clothing for not wanting you
To see its battered state it ask
So little I did not hesitate and
Now as you can see your heart
Is now ready to leave and come
Back to you willingly ;x
I found it while walking
At first I was not sure
What to do I took it home
Gave it a corner to call
It’s own I gave it light
I gave it dark in all things
I did I allowed it to take
Part but its demure remained
The same no getting smaller
Nor weight did it gain so
I took it for a walk and to
My surprise it did start to
Talk of long and distant times
Of things that were done
To it which it considered a
Crime but now as it told its
Story to me it said that there
Was only one place it wanted
To be and that was back in
Your arms hoping that for you
It still had some charm so to
This I did agree I got it new
Clothing for not wanting you
To see its battered state it ask
So little I did not hesitate and
Now as you can see your heart
Is now ready to leave and come
Back to you willingly ;x
If I could be anything I’d be me
May 31, 2013
If I could be another would
I change my self and possibly
Discover that other thing that
So many call wealth would
I give up all that has brought
Me thus far
I change my self and possibly
Discover that other thing that
So many call wealth would
I give up all that has brought
Me thus far
If I could be somewhere else
Would I miss the sunrise would
I miss those moments that give
Me cloudy eyes of memories
Of past times showing that
Emotion of considered crimes
To the soul would I loose all
Notions of what does keep me
Whole
Would I miss the sunrise would
I miss those moments that give
Me cloudy eyes of memories
Of past times showing that
Emotion of considered crimes
To the soul would I loose all
Notions of what does keep me
Whole
If I could be in another time
Would I recognise myself would
Myself I define in some other
Way would my yes be no and
Maybe my someday
Would I recognise myself would
Myself I define in some other
Way would my yes be no and
Maybe my someday
If I could be you I’d know that
I would not be here today for
My soul would leave me and I’d
Have nothing to say but goodbye
To that reality that used to be
I would not be here today for
My soul would leave me and I’d
Have nothing to say but goodbye
To that reality that used to be
If I could be anything I’d be me
And show true reason
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May 31, 2013
Come let us now speak a while
Of those things done in darkness
Those things that are vile to the
Very core what was that you
Said you’ll do them no more
Of those things done in darkness
Those things that are vile to the
Very core what was that you
Said you’ll do them no more
Come let us now speak a while
Of the deception you portray
Your only true style for you
Have no mind of your own
Your actions are those just
Of the clone you are
Of the deception you portray
Your only true style for you
Have no mind of your own
Your actions are those just
Of the clone you are
Come let us now speak a while
Of those things you have mentioned
Of those things you defile for
Did you think that I was blind
Did you really imagine we are
One of a kind
Of those things you have mentioned
Of those things you defile for
Did you think that I was blind
Did you really imagine we are
One of a kind
Come let us now speak a while
Put away the games and let go
Of that pile of false memories
For I am not what you imagined
Me to be step back step back and
Maybe you’ll see that I’m more
That constricted shadows
Put away the games and let go
Of that pile of false memories
For I am not what you imagined
Me to be step back step back and
Maybe you’ll see that I’m more
That constricted shadows
Come let us now speak a while
And show true reason
And show true reason
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It is what it is y’all saying to me
May 31, 2013
It is what it is y’all saying to me
Drives me bloody mad can you not
See the defeatist attitude that goes
Hand in hand I’m gonna be rude for
I shal not give up hope ill not lay
Down nor hang by that rope of
Complacency I will not say tomorrow
Will be what it will be for I have
Not finished with today I’ve only
Just started got so much to say
Drives me bloody mad can you not
See the defeatist attitude that goes
Hand in hand I’m gonna be rude for
I shal not give up hope ill not lay
Down nor hang by that rope of
Complacency I will not say tomorrow
Will be what it will be for I have
Not finished with today I’ve only
Just started got so much to say
It is what it is y’all saying to me
I’m ready to scream for can you
Not see that your already beaten
You might as well lay down for
Your already dead from the neck
Up I’d feel sorry for you and wish
You luck but I don’t I just keep
Thinking on those words you will
Choke for I haven’t given up today
I’m ready to scream for can you
Not see that your already beaten
You might as well lay down for
Your already dead from the neck
Up I’d feel sorry for you and wish
You luck but I don’t I just keep
Thinking on those words you will
Choke for I haven’t given up today
It is what it is y’all saying to me
That is considered divine…….
May 31, 2013
If the heart could choose the one to love
the one they call finger in a fingerless glove
would not the whole body close down no need
of the eyes no need of that frown
the one they call finger in a fingerless glove
would not the whole body close down no need
of the eyes no need of that frown
If the eyes could choose that one to love
Would we be safe from the heavens above
For look and you’ll see so many like me
Open and willing to hug away the tears
That say never you never give up
Would we be safe from the heavens above
For look and you’ll see so many like me
Open and willing to hug away the tears
That say never you never give up
If the arms could choose that one to love
Would you still hold me would you give
Me that hug of reassurance to merely
Say forget about tomorrow let your troubles
Melt away
Would you still hold me would you give
Me that hug of reassurance to merely
Say forget about tomorrow let your troubles
Melt away
…………………………..
Will you not love me for the soul
That is within me that shines when
It thinks of your name or the joy
It brings to make my heart sing
And put an end to this game of life
The fuss and the strife of toing and
Throwing away
That is within me that shines when
It thinks of your name or the joy
It brings to make my heart sing
And put an end to this game of life
The fuss and the strife of toing and
Throwing away
Will you not love me for the soul
That we share that notion of other
Of always being there when we are
Apart that consideration that says
To another don’t even start that
Game of make believe for my eyes
Are open you will not deceive that
Which is no longer mine for my heart
Has spoken and given as token all
That is considered divine
That we share that notion of other
Of always being there when we are
Apart that consideration that says
To another don’t even start that
Game of make believe for my eyes
Are open you will not deceive that
Which is no longer mine for my heart
Has spoken and given as token all
That is considered divine
………
Inspired by the young gal Amanda ;x
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