Thursday, July 24, 2014

Leeds 81



Leeds 81

You never showed yourself to me...
But maybe you passed me by!
Did I witness hatred in your soul?
See death within your eye!
I'd walked the many backstreets
Passed the red walls smoked in black
It never crossed my mind
That you might stab me in the back!
A kind of strange distraction
Just a twist to show you can
That maybe out of boredom
You would choose to kill a man
You wandered unknown freely
You were hunted high and low
Posters pleaded "FIND HIM"
And the search for you did grow
I strolled the streets at night time
My eyes watched out for you
Could I be the destined one
That stopped the things you do
I'd see you there about your work
And take a brick in hand
Then bash that brick upon your head
Above you proudly stand
I'd witness rage below you 
From a horror scene of hate
Could I have been her hero?
If I'd not have come too late
But then the papers showed us
That the monster had been caught
You looked nothing like a demon
Or the devil I had sought
In fact you looked pathetic 
Just a man beneath a beard
I'd imagined Mr Hyde
At least somebody weird!
Is that why you defected?
Did you need to be a name?
Did your god do all the killing?
And leave you to take the blame!
Or did you just find power
In the softness under touch?
And find that you enjoyed it far too much!





Monday, July 21, 2014

Reap What You've Sown

Reap What You Sow

What the hell is wrong with you?
Is death what you live for?
You... The killers of innocents
The takers of life
Psychotic soldiers,  brainwashed with lies
Equipped with your guns!
Trigger fingers twitching
Preparing your bombs!
With the coward button wired
Are you happy with what you're achieving?
The spreading of hate, of anger and pain
With your threatening chantings of terror and fear
In praise of a god who has abandoned you
A god who no longer cares?
Yet prepares your very own downfall!
Cover your face 
Wash clean the blood that is staining your hands
Look to the skies that will rain with your war
And reap every seed you have sown 





Media Propaganda


Media Propaganda 

Call me a fool but I don't understand
I wonder if someone might lend me a hand
Can anyone out there please kindly explain
Convince me that others are feeling my pain
I turn on the news and I'm filled with a rage
In newspapers "death" highlights each page
An advert on tv shows children in need
The next promotes football a sport rife with greed
Wars they are fought with no outcome in sight
This god and that god "You all can't be right"
Maybe you all need to live your own lives
And not play this game in which no one survives 
I am sick to the stomach of seeing such hate
I guess that a time-out has been called too late
I can't close my eyes and pretend I don't see
Surely others feel similar to me!
A feeling so helpless and one of concern
The fact is that man is too stupid to learn!
His days are numbered, his ending is nigh
And he is too dumb to know why!

Friday, July 18, 2014

One Needs...


One Needs... 

One needs... the resurrection
A spark to fire the heart
One needs a little helping hand
A push to help him start
And when somebody knocks him down
He has to rise again
And face once more his mountain built of pain
One needs... a voice of comfort
A whispered word of truth
One needs to carry memories
Of times he spent in youth
And when he feels there's nothing left
He then can turn back time
And thread the very footsteps cast as mine
One needs... some inspiration
A place where he is free
One needs to have a little faith
To find and turn the key
And when it seems that all is wrong
His darkness turns to light
Then he is shown the path he chose was right