everybody
wants to make a difference
but hardly anybody does
everybody
wants to be good
yet most of us feel bad
everybody
wants some change
whilst many of us fear it
everybody
wants to live
even though we die
everybody
wants to make a difference
but hardly anybody does
everybody
wants to be good
yet most of us feel bad
everybody
wants some change
whilst many of us fear it
everybody
wants to live
even though we die
I cannot see
said the blind man
can’t you see?
what’s with me…
without you
get on your knees
and colour
the lands
do it with verve
and the patience
it demands…
what is freedom of speech
if everything
you say
is weighed
and debated,
questioned,
twisted
to matters
unrelated
what is it freedom of speech
the older
you get
the more
end up dead
as a mother of fact
she kept
all her offspring
intact
she fed them
she bathed them
and kept them
in line
they all went
and crossed it
but we think
she’ll be fine
I spot
your hormones
I see them
in your spots
arches flying
young lads dying
a lot of them bled
in a pool of red
swords swinging
bagpipes singing
horses charging
soldiers barging
English lots
a fair few Scots
with their pride
they turned the tide
life
is not always
in everyone’s favour
if we could have
we may have picked
a different flavour
I was in awe
of what I saw
as she was perfect…
she had a flaw
I’d rather
you be smart
than look
like a tart
I’m too tough
too rude
too rough
too weird
yet clean shaven
but they can’t deal
with me…
my mostly misbehavin
a woman
in the wet
weather
waiting
for a whistleblower
being watched
through a wagon window
by wondering
wandering eyes
why not…
photographer: George Natsioulis
trapped
by decency
piety
and a bit of moral code
you are imprisoned
by propriety…
I want to get you
out on bail
but you’re not
in the mode
I warm
to anyone…
anyone who is kind
locally
or globally
I don’t really mind
here lies
a liar
whom one
must admire
as he did it
for the greater good
when he told
the rapacious rotund
he could live on
without food
Will
hit a rock
he was insulted
by a cock
he smacked
him in the gob
for being such
a knob
Will went back
to his chair
and proceeded
to swear
all this fuss
and his cuss
cause his wife
has no hair
she didn’t know
she was special
she didn’t know
she was smart
she didn’t know
she was pretty
she didn’t know
she was funny
she didn’t know
she was creative
she didn’t know
she was sensitive
she didn’t know
she was unhappy
she didn’t know