12th May, 2018
12th May, 2018
Should I say what I should not, I’m not happy with what I got?
I should not.
I won’t play the victim card, I won’t play that game.
I would die of shame.
I’m glad I came.
Should I act as those I despise?
The truth does not tell lies.
I rarely ever shed a tear.
I hope I laugh next year.
In a world of murdered enemies peace and justice please.
Its pointless worrying about me.
14th March, 2018
Because of stigma people won’t admit they’re mad.
The cure is right within yourself, get with it, do it.
There’s nothing to it.
Mad is nothing, it means nothing, get that straight.
You are master of your fate.
13th March, 2018
I thought you meant what you said.
You are not dead.
You did nothing instead.
6th March, 2018
My best friend Michael O’Brien said I will be famous after I’m dead.
He died first, instead.
Do I want fame for myself, no.
The truth comes dropping slow.
I want what everyone wants but hardly dares to expect.
World peace, an end to war and argument as you might suspect.
I write my words, they say the same.
Allow children play a game.
Maybe Michael’s right, may my words be true.
I want a perfect world for you.
How about me too?
A perfect world requires perfected people, they are rare.
The burning question, do you care?
2nd February, 2018
Am I out of keeping with the modern age, is it an age filled with rage?
An age of discontent, you know what I meant.
People appear fed up, telling each other to shut up.
Dealing with each other at arms length, thinking all that matters is superior strength.
That’s not my way, I prefer to play.
Life is a game it seems to me, who wants victory?
The game is the thing, the game is king.
Winning is not all, head the ball.
Enjoy the music, enjoy the dance.
Do not adopt a stance.
Remember kings of France.
12th January, 2018
In a nutshell…
The decision of history seems to be that the part of Marxism dealing with the problems of capitalism has some validity; however, the prescribed solution has spectacularly failed. Strong dictatorial regimes have never faded away to be replaced by some perfect kind of utopia.