She's very pretty Marion Marechal,
Pretty and blonde and only twenty-five,
We'll get her in the government we shall,
She'll make those politicians feel alive.
Though experts say her looks they may distract,
From all of her great political views,
They think the voting French will just react,
To what she looks like when she's on the news.
But welcome to the real world one and all,
She'll cut us into ribbons with that smile
And all her right wing words will simply fall,
Far from the ears of those still in denial.
So good luck to you little Miss Le Penn,
But it's not only eyes that vote for men.
543 (12.12.2015)
Trump and Le Pen they do the best they can,
With fear they fill the masses of our heads
They will keep out the tortured frightened man,
They will not help the children with no beds.
Trumps says he's good at building mighty walls,
And Junkie Mexicans will be kept out,
While Le Pen says that Euro stands and falls,
On knowing what defence is all about.
So these two stand up strong and they proclaim,
That they will save us all and be our guides
And everything they do is in God's name,
But they fill up our hearts with pesticides.
So all the voters hear are words of fear,
And thoughts of love and goodness disappear.
With fear they fill the masses of our heads
They will keep out the tortured frightened man,
They will not help the children with no beds.
Trumps says he's good at building mighty walls,
And Junkie Mexicans will be kept out,
While Le Pen says that Euro stands and falls,
On knowing what defence is all about.
So these two stand up strong and they proclaim,
That they will save us all and be our guides
And everything they do is in God's name,
But they fill up our hearts with pesticides.
So all the voters hear are words of fear,
And thoughts of love and goodness disappear.
542 (11.12.2015)
When I am down I feel so low and mean,
That everything I do just seems absurd,
And everything I've done is so obscene
I don't know why I wrote a single word.
My heart is filled with darkness not with blood,
My brain is numb as numb as numb can be,
And I am wading through great swathes of mud,
That are so deep that I can hardly see.
When I am down I feel as if I've drowned,
As if I've no life left I wish to fight,
And in my head is only silent sound
And all around me all is darkest night.
When I am down I need you here so bad,
And all else in the world just me more sad.
That everything I do just seems absurd,
And everything I've done is so obscene
I don't know why I wrote a single word.
My heart is filled with darkness not with blood,
My brain is numb as numb as numb can be,
And I am wading through great swathes of mud,
That are so deep that I can hardly see.
When I am down I feel as if I've drowned,
As if I've no life left I wish to fight,
And in my head is only silent sound
And all around me all is darkest night.
When I am down I need you here so bad,
And all else in the world just me more sad.
541 (10.12.2015)
As winter's darkness slowly closes in
Between the layers of my soul and me
And creeps beneath the measures of my skin
Into the depths of what I cannot see.
I wonder whether all is lost or not,
We can still see a little in the dark,
And though all life, it seems, is bound to rot
We still chose sometimes not to disembark.
So winter gathers round us and it warms,
The parts of us that waited in the night,
And all the gentle dances it performs,
And bound up in the loneliness of light.
So we can see the way that summers bloom,
Inside the winter darkness and the gloom.
Between the layers of my soul and me
And creeps beneath the measures of my skin
Into the depths of what I cannot see.
I wonder whether all is lost or not,
We can still see a little in the dark,
And though all life, it seems, is bound to rot
We still chose sometimes not to disembark.
So winter gathers round us and it warms,
The parts of us that waited in the night,
And all the gentle dances it performs,
And bound up in the loneliness of light.
So we can see the way that summers bloom,
Inside the winter darkness and the gloom.
540 (09.12.2015)
He did not live and so he could not die,
And everything he'd done was like a dream
He met the world with nothing but a sigh,
As though his whole life had run out of steam.
And she did little to make matters worse,
She swore a bit and wore a purple dress,
Occasionally she'd open up her purse,
And try to cheer him up with her caress.
The pair of them they liked a little drink,
They'd pass the evenings watching the TV,
And try to never have to really think,
About the way the human race could be.
"If every day is numbered, till you die...
Then what's the point to ever even try?"
And everything he'd done was like a dream
He met the world with nothing but a sigh,
As though his whole life had run out of steam.
And she did little to make matters worse,
She swore a bit and wore a purple dress,
Occasionally she'd open up her purse,
And try to cheer him up with her caress.
The pair of them they liked a little drink,
They'd pass the evenings watching the TV,
And try to never have to really think,
About the way the human race could be.
"If every day is numbered, till you die...
Then what's the point to ever even try?"
539 (08.12.2915)
I met a man today who made me think,
Now wasn't that a treat for little me,
Whose brain seems to be always on the blink,
Whose mind seems to be always lost at sea?
He made me think, I think, but I don't know,
I can't remember what I thought about
So I have nothing really I can show
And very little of which I can shout.
He did say something interesting I'm sure
I know it made me stop a little while,
And then the world was not like just before,
And on my face I found a little smile.
I met him though this morning anyway,
I think... or maybe it was yesterday.
538 (07.12.2015)
See what the number seven means to me?
We think about the stars and how they stretch,
Away from all of us eternally,
And all the information we can't fetch,
Into our brains because it's just too much
And we get headaches even if we try,
To understand the speed of light and such,
And what's beyond the sky, beyond the sky.
And that's what seeing you does to my brain,
Just twenty years ago you were so young,
And now you're all grown up. Time is a train,
That leaves us shaking heads with speechless tongue.
I hug you all and hide my verging tears,
And stare back down the lonely path of years.
537 (06.12.2015)
When duty calls each man must take their stance,
And stand up and be counted where they are
And each must do their best and take the chance,
That nothing they begin will carry far.
We drown in choices that we should have made,
We pick up points for things we follow through,
We miss the places where we should have stayed
Instead of rushing off to somewhere new.
One day we look back at the things we've done,
And see the way we think we should have gone
When trying to find a place beside the sun
Or something that it's light might shine upon.
Or maybe it's just time to go to sleep,
And close your eyes before you start to weep.
536 (05.12.2015)
Take two steps forward then take one step back,
And when you're done, the next day do the same
You might be walking down a cul-de-sac,
But still you'll only have yourself to blame.
Go forward one step then go backward two,
Try doing this a while until you're bored,
Then try and work out what it's best to do,
To stop yourself from falling on your sword.
Now don't do anything but breathe and sink
Into the place where nothing every moves,
And every time your brain it wants to think,
Make sure it knows that silence disapproves.
And when you start to rest and worries cease,
Then get your inner voice to whisper: "Peace."
And when you're done, the next day do the same
You might be walking down a cul-de-sac,
But still you'll only have yourself to blame.
Go forward one step then go backward two,
Try doing this a while until you're bored,
Then try and work out what it's best to do,
To stop yourself from falling on your sword.
Now don't do anything but breathe and sink
Into the place where nothing every moves,
And every time your brain it wants to think,
Make sure it knows that silence disapproves.
And when you start to rest and worries cease,
Then get your inner voice to whisper: "Peace."
535 (04.12.2015)
I've trained my inner voice to whisper: 'Peace.'
I send out silent ripples on the wind,
That pass through people's bodies and release
The good in them that cannot be rescind.
When sitting in a public place I start,
To let the word 'Peace' echo round my head,
Then send it like an arrow from my heart
Out through the people where I watch it spread.
If we all whisper 'Peace' with one accord,
If we all send a constant flow of prayers,
Can something in the world not be restored,
That we lost once when we were unawares?
Have we not always know what has been taught,
All changes in the world begin with thought?
I send out silent ripples on the wind,
That pass through people's bodies and release
The good in them that cannot be rescind.
When sitting in a public place I start,
To let the word 'Peace' echo round my head,
Then send it like an arrow from my heart
Out through the people where I watch it spread.
If we all whisper 'Peace' with one accord,
If we all send a constant flow of prayers,
Can something in the world not be restored,
That we lost once when we were unawares?
Have we not always know what has been taught,
All changes in the world begin with thought?
534 (03.12.2015)
Bilary When you are a sucking hunt,
See Slamron's sock? It's spewing on your tongue.
Misguided, lost, infectious little runt,
What did your father say when you were young?
Did he not mention that all war is a sin?
Mention chemicals and Bomber Harris ?
Did he not mention how all wars begin?
Did you buy shares in arms after Paris?
Your father there? He's turning in his grave,
And you sitting on Corbyn's right hand side?
A blue lickspittle, mouthpiece and a slave,
Arms crossed and smiling as we sink and slide.
Your father taught you well... think for yourself,
But did he teach it's good to kill for wealth?
See Slamron's sock? It's spewing on your tongue.
Misguided, lost, infectious little runt,
What did your father say when you were young?
Did he not mention that all war is a sin?
Mention chemicals and Bomber Harris ?
Did he not mention how all wars begin?
Did you buy shares in arms after Paris?
Your father there? He's turning in his grave,
And you sitting on Corbyn's right hand side?
A blue lickspittle, mouthpiece and a slave,
Arms crossed and smiling as we sink and slide.
Your father taught you well... think for yourself,
But did he teach it's good to kill for wealth?
533 (03.12.2015)
May peace come down and settle on mankind,
May all of us be trapped inside its glow,
And may we all stop searching as we find,
The things we need and what we need to know.
Let love come down and fill up all our hearts
With empathy, compassion and the chance
For us to unite all our shattered parts
And stand together, hold hands and advance.
May light be spread amongst us all for good,
Let all our fears be laid to rest at last,
Let us see things as clearly as we should
And build a better future from our past.
May evil in us shrink and fade away,
And all the good in us grow strong and stay.
May all of us be trapped inside its glow,
And may we all stop searching as we find,
The things we need and what we need to know.
Let love come down and fill up all our hearts
With empathy, compassion and the chance
For us to unite all our shattered parts
And stand together, hold hands and advance.
May light be spread amongst us all for good,
Let all our fears be laid to rest at last,
Let us see things as clearly as we should
And build a better future from our past.
May evil in us shrink and fade away,
And all the good in us grow strong and stay.
532 (02.12.2015)
Dear pilot with your bomb of bright Brimstone
We each live with the world at our command
When you are up there flying all alone,
There's no excuse to do as they demand.
Thou shalt not kill. Thou shalt not kill again.
It's not enough to just do what they say,
You'll hear those children screaming even when
They're dead and all their blood's been washed away.
And who was it that killed them may I ask?
I say: "Not I!" But I'm not really sure,
And politicians too must share the task,
They said the best defence is start a war.
But none of us did what you choose to do,
The only actual murderer is you.
531 (01.12.2015)
The way to peace must be to drop some bombs,
Since they're fanatics with fanatic views,
And all of us at home like Peeping-Toms
Waiting to see the pictures on the news.
They'll make it a bit sterile though of course,
No pictures of no disembowelled kids,
No bloodied mothers howling with remorse,
No realism common sense forbids.
Who wants to see that sort of thing at night,
When families are eating evening meals?
Just flex our muscle's military might,
Who cares how burning flesh on children feels?
Now everybody knows it's time for war,
And nobody can stop it anymore.
Since they're fanatics with fanatic views,
And all of us at home like Peeping-Toms
Waiting to see the pictures on the news.
They'll make it a bit sterile though of course,
No pictures of no disembowelled kids,
No bloodied mothers howling with remorse,
No realism common sense forbids.
Who wants to see that sort of thing at night,
When families are eating evening meals?
Just flex our muscle's military might,
Who cares how burning flesh on children feels?
Now everybody knows it's time for war,
And nobody can stop it anymore.
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