Fate's Law

Lady Destiny has a plan for me
Branded around me like string on a spool
It doesn’t matter if I like these rules
I just can’t refuse, challenge it or flee
Destiny doesn’t care if I feel sad
Or if I get nothing out of fate’s law
And to know this fact, I was showed a door
Which led to horrors that hurt so bad
Fighting to triumph? Unacceptable
Any progress made needs intervention
I must stay on the correct direction
For nothing works in the favour of fools

I must walk this road made by my better
Me liking it or not doesn’t matter


16th December 2005

Susanna

The white fabric has failed as a sheathe
One by one the shirt buttons fall away
To reveal the smooth fair skin underneath

Let me into your world without delay
Simply so my one request can endure
To be with you until the break of day

Hands stroking the smoothest of shoulders pure
Demands, her smile betrays all of her
I’ve got a disease and you are my cure

The jeans slide off with a sensual purr
Because the flesh of your legs crave my touch
As I’m led on by a passionate lure

Taking your hand in mine in a strong clutch
Nothing is hidden. Everything’s laid bare
I want all of your loving all so much

Fingers drift their way through long golden hair
This is all I want to feel on this night
As we hold each other close in fervour

Lips connect guided by a passion tight
Razing defences because it's all true
Surrendering to the one word that's right

This is what I so want to show to you
So hide nothing: Let it all be revealed
And in your eyes I know you feel it too


16th December 2005

Slapped in the face by the hand of rejection

I want you to see I’m the one you need
It’s just too bad that you can’t see the same
I’m a good man, surely you must concede
But I’m just a useless pawn in this game
I’ll put in the effort to make this work
But you will never know until you try
I’ll be a good man, not a total jerk
But you refuse me and won’t tell me why
If you take a chance I’ll see it repaid
But that doesn’t make me the man you want
Take me on - I’ll see that you never fade
So why does this pledge become an affront?

You now wish me luck in my search? I bet
Way I’m going, I need all I can get


16th December 2005

Bite Me

I’m the reason people become atheists
The reason pagans are interesting
Why Scientology is so arresting
The reason why The Matrix cult exists
I’m the reason people turn to Star Wars
The reason people make their own beliefs
And turn the old ideas into a sheathe
Thus making the believers into bores
I’m made fun of because they think it’s cool
They don’t want my offer of human help
They would rather beat me until I yelp
And cast me into their big box of fools

But even though they hurl words so unkind
Nothing they say will make me change my mind


26th November 2005

Desperado

The hour’s drawing near. A man’s gotta do.
The ultimate destiny calls this soul
And on this day, the hell shall continue
On a road that’s as twisted as it’s goal
Standing onto two feet but not giving ground
An outlaw eternally on the run
Stealing and hoarding what gold can be found
And scoring notoriety by the tonne
There is a reckoning coming today
A thirst for vengeance has arranged this path
Believe it: There’s gonna be hell to pay
Someone will die and he’ll the last laugh.

Pray to whatever god you believe in
It’s not on your door that he’ll be knockin’


18th November 2005

The Politician

You know what? I want to lead this country
Seems anyone can do it – why not I?
I reckon I could do a great job, see?
They won’t know unless they give me a try

To begin with, I’ll hand out equal rights
To the voice of the people I will concede
I’ll stand tall as the boss - I won’t start fights
I’ll give the people the hero they need

I’ll increase funding to schools and welfare
I’ll help the workers in getting ahead
I’ll make jobs for unemployed everywhere
I’ll work as hard as the next man for bread

I’ll recall armed forces from foreign lands
I won’t back down in foreign relations
Forget the ego, I’m a simple man
I will never use intimidation

But as I eradicate corruption
My allies will think I’m drunk with power
They’ll sell me out in the name of disruption
And abandon me when it all goes sour

Then the hero will die –become a tool
My views will become stuff of mockery
My opinions will be words of a fool
I’ll on my own with no one to save me

My kingdom will collapse through betrayal
I’ll be made into the fool that I should
Persecuted for a crime, I must fall
For trying to change the world for the good


18th November 2005

Ma reddition douce

Stroking, through hair golden, the finest skin
Counting eyelashes around eyes so blue
Kissing lips trembling with pure emotion
Whispering tender words achingly true
For both of us, years of waiting are done
The reward has come so lets make start
Years of patience fall for triumph well won
To savour every minute with this heart
Let all the pent up emotion run free
Give me everything as I give you mine
Make this surrender as sweet as can be
Bring an end to the desire you pine

Lower your defences, pull them all down
Only my princess deserves this gold crown


18th November 2005

Women are evil

I have been called many things in my time
A pig, a bastard, a prick, a liar
I must stay down – I’m not allowed to climb
Cos’ occupied is the chair much higher
Must not show any signs of a weakness
Don’t want to risk it being exploited
Putting emotions on line is senseless
It just sets me up for being destroyed
Can’t speak because it will ruin the plan
And leave me getting trampled down upon
Just gotta get a car and cash in hand
To achieve worthiness of attention

So I fall on my knees in submission
It’s a woman’s world in which we live in


9th November 2005

Stranded in the Streets of Melbourne

Lost in the hustle of the Buck Street mall
With no direction and no privilege
My passport’s just paper - No good at all
There’s no way out. Better learn the language
Underneath a palm tree in St. Kilda
The position I wanted has been lost
All letters have gone up like a cinder
I was told of jobs but not of the cost
Somewhere near the foot of Mt. Dandenong
Those I thought were friends have left me alone
This plan of mine has gone completely wrong
While someone’s making lots of cash back home

Thus there is no success of which to say
Took the wrong path and got lost on the way


9th November 2005

Something to Say

Wait up for me – I’ve got something to say
Don’t disappear. Please oh please hear me out
I’ll say this to your face. Don’t turn away
Discard any thoughts you may have of doubt
Here is a faithfulness that stands so strong
It’s never faltered because it’s for you
Even when that bastard treated you wrong
It’s not a silly thing when it’s all true
So don’t go and walk towards the others
They have looks and money I will concede
They may claim that you and they are lovers
But they won’t give you what you truly need

So please accept these kisses that I bear
Because I want to show how much I care


9th November 2005

Snow

The pure white snow tumbles down from the sky
Standing barefoot in the landscape of white
Clasping the reddest of roses so tight
As the moon shines it’s light down from up high
The heartstrings are singing the sweetest song
Opening up to see the other’s soul
Fingers interlock. Two becoming whole
Been waiting for this moment for too long
In a love that defies both space and time
Both floating with feet that don’t touch the ground
The passion tastes the satisfaction found
As the bells of Heaven begin to chime

And as the sky casts down the cold, cold snow
The light within the heart begins to show


6th November 2005

The Time Capsule of Pop Music Revolutions

In the Sixties, the Beatles changed the face of pop music
The Rolling Stones proved the power of a good guitar lick
Jimi Hendrix became the undisputed master of the guitar
The Beach Boys sang in harmony of an endless summer
Bob Dylan merged folk and rock music in songs of protest
The Velvet Underground experimented in ways that worked best
Elvis Presley was still enjoying his reign as the king
And for metal bands, Led Zeppelin went pioneering

In the seventies, Neil Young made an early form of grunge
Into black soul and R&B, Curtis Mayfield took the plunge
David Bowie took his music, and his faces, into outer space
The Pink Floyd took listeners to many a different place
Fleetwood Mac told the world of relationships and dreams
Kraftwork set up the blueprint for music made by machines
The Bee Gees made a large number of disco floors rock
And the Sex Pistols preached chaos designed to shock

In the Eighties, AC/DC revealed what was going on down under
Joy Division expressed a man's soul being torn asunder
Madonna broke down many walls for feminine pop
Run DMC forged the way for the movement of hip-hop
R.E.M. brought attention to the alternative rock band
Bruce Springsteen told us all of the working class man
The Violent Femmes played acoustic for the many a geek
And U2 rocked out to bring the world at their feet

In the Nineties, the Happy Mondays dance music reigned supreme
Until Nirvana arrived to express the rage of teens
Metallica brought recognition to the world of metal
And Beck made admitting to being a loser a pathway to cool
Everything but the Girl and Massive Attack brought in Trip-hop
Whilst Blur and Oasis competed in the field of Brit-pop
The Chemical Brothers brought in their techno bag of tricks
And Radiohead wrote songs of alienation to win over the critics

But in the twenty-hundreds, everyone downloads the mp3
World Idol inspires great songs reworked generically
A mobile phone ring tone has become a number one hit
It just doesn't seem quite the same now, doesn't it?


10th October 2005

Lost

Another day but still nothing’s changing
It’s now becoming a struggle to breathe
As normality is rearranging
Hope for the future is hard to believe
Keeping track of time now just seems pointless
Conquering these walls seems futile to try
Silly are memories of happiness
Discarding instructions on how to cry
Seeing images of a love so pure
But such strong pillars have begun to fade
Such reassurance won’t provide a cure
Because plans for this outcome have been laid

Hope crumbles, falls and shatters on the floor
As a young, weary mind screams for no more


11th September 2005

I am an amorous man

You’ve got the most beautiful voice I’ve heard
Even when you refuse to catch a clue
When all hope is lost, I’ll still stand by you
Even when everyone thinks it’s absurd
Your face urges me to be my most kind
Even when my hard efforts are ignored
I’ll keep letting you know that you’re adored
Even when it’s to my heart that you’re blind
I will stick up for you when you need it
Even when what you are doing is wrong
And my loyalty will keep standing strong
Even when you keep treating me like shit

Even though you say how I treat you well
For your heart, I don’t have a hope in hell


9th August 2005

Her Wedding Day

A whole page has been torn out of her book
The mind is wandering out of boredom
They say today’s one of celebration
But the doves in my tree have turned to rooks
Walking down that road so proud and so tall
Under a sky holding no clouds of rain
Is the beauty I knew well still the same?
Maybe - but the pain hasn’t changed at all
Word of the event will soon reach my lair
But the records won’t note the truth I know
If she wants to see me, she would say so
But the phone’s not ringing nor do I care

I’ve forgotten all about her you see
Just as she’s forgotten all about me


9th August 2005

My girlfriend's better than you

My girlfriend’s better than Paris Hilton
Her head contains a working brain in there!
My girlfriend’s better than Katie Holmes - Yeah!
She doesn’t go chase after older men!
My girlfriend’s better than Lara Croft - true
She has the looks that only I can see
My girlfriend’s better than that Belldandy
Cos’ she picks me up when I’m feeling blue
My girlfriend’s better than Delta Goodrem
Her looks are twenty times more beautiful
My girlfriend doesn’t think that I’m a fool
Nor does she come from a celluloid film

Yes my girlfriend’s my sunshine, my lover
Because she catches the love I give her


25th July 2005

Mother I'm Strange

Mother, everyone says bad things to me
They keep telling me that I’m a retard
That they know something that I cannot see
They hit me with cruel words that strike so hard
Mother, nobody wants to be my friend
They won’t even try to see things my way
They call me stupid in ways that won’t end
Depending on what I do and what I say
Mother, why do they treat me terrible?
I’ve never done anything wrong to them
So why do they keep deeming me a fool?
Mother, please answer these questions I send

Mother, you said: “Son, you’re special to me”
So why can’t everybody else agree?


25th July 2005

Are you ready to be heartbroken?

I am in love with a woman so fair
She stayed with me when everyone else ran
Green eyes, marble skin, big smile, black hair
She appreciates me for who I am
But it’s her face I’m not allowed to touch
I can’t make my love for her crystal clear
Her heart won’t know how I love her so much
Cos’ her boyfriend wouldn’t like that idea
And so the love remains unrequited
What choice do I have? I can’t intervene
I just want her to be happy – not sad
So they will kiss whilst I can only dream

Love is placing one’s joy before your own
Even if it means being all alone


22nd July 2005

The ten worst break up lines

“Many women want to make love to me
To their satisfaction I must concede”
“I am more attracted to men honey
It’s within them that I find what I need”
“I’m in love with your mother. Yes it’s true!”
“I’m in love with your father. What a man!”
“Now’s the time I go to Nicole Kidman
She needs me more than ever. She’s so blue!”
“All I want from this is a good shag baby!”
“It’s not you, it’s me. And that’s the truth dear”
“Your hate of Lionel Ritchie disgusts me!”
“You’re simply too annoying! Am I clear?!”

“I love you but this won’t work out to please
Because you won’t let me wear your panties”


17th July 2005

I should get you smashed more often

There’s no use in trying to find the words
Don’t even bother - I’m not listening
I’ve got something on my mind so absurd
And the time is now for your realising
These feelings have been contained for too long
Days? Weeks? Months? I’ve given up keeping score
Being pushed past sign-posts that don’t say ‘wrong’
I want your eyes, your lips and so much more
I’ve given my conscience orders to leave
Because it’s your embrace that I’ve long sought
All I need now is for you to believe
Act now for your time is running so short

I need to know how to make you concede
To the fact that you are all that I need


17th July 2005

I’m proud to be an Australian

I’m from a nation founded by Britons
Just because their jails were overflowing
The Tasmanian Tiger’s a state icon
A creature we hunted to extinction
Anzac Day is acknowledged nation wide
Based around a military disaster
We’ve an anthem called Waltzing Matilda
A song about stealing and suicide
Eureka Stockade was our civil war
And it only lasted half an hour
And our capital? Our place of power?
An architectural feat but a real bore

Here’s to Australia, this land so strong
Hey twenty million piss-heads can’t be wrong!


11th July 2005

Spike’s lament on being single no. 5842684122

The hands crave human touch but there is none
The soul needs feeling but there is a hole
As the eyes can’t see that which is the one
Downhill all sense of hope begins to roll
The voice wants to say words but there’s no ears
The heart is empty but there’s no filling
The need to state these concerns is met with jeers
No other is ready to be willing
The mind is told that love is all around
The lips therefore asks “Why not around here?”
The goal keeps on refusing to be found
As the desolation becomes so clear

Spare me the reassurance you’re sending
As far as I know, the world is ending


11th July 2005

The paranoid ravings of a single man

No one wants any romance around here
The lengths people will go to seem absurd
No warm, fuzzy feelings - that is the word
And nobody will take this heart so dear
Independent women are now the rage
They can do any tough task by the score
Thus, they don’t need men like me any more
And so I’ve been shut away in this cage
And now, it’s acceptable to be gay
Thus now making the heteros frowned upon
No one’s telling me where I’m going wrong
No one wants to hear what I have to say

Ideas keep changing. I can’t keep the pace
On the deluded path to a false place


9th July 2005

Wasted

This day is beautiful beyond belief
The sun is shining and the clouds are blue
On this summer’s day, there’s nothing to rue
The soul sighs with long-over due relief
From my bones, the built up tension eases
The pain is cast away leaving no trace
As the sunlight beams on my smiling face
And the storm within my heart decreases
This long road has been walked upon before
Always stretching as far as I can see
It refused to lead me to victory
But defeat’s not a concern any more

The grin’s wide but the eyes are choked with red
From the two shotgun shells in my forehead


4th July 2005

University Student

I am here simply because I want to
Being here means I flee manual labour
I’m not here cos’ my parents want me to
And this right took an effort to procure
I’m walking the path that is right and true
Who cares if I take it too seriously?
What I’m doing some folk would love to do
Who wants to waste this opportunity?
I will do this: On my hands I won’t sit
Goofing off was done in high school
I want only to pass this course dammit!
Who cares if everyone calls me a tool?

I am here because I am here to learn
And achieve the destiny that I yearn


4th July 2005

Helping Hand

My brother isn’t as strong as I am
On this journey he will stumble and fall
While those around him keep on standing tall
And he keeps struggling on as best he can
But when he needs it, I’ll help my brother
I’ll reach out and give him a helping hand
And back on his own feet I’ll help him stand
Especially when there is no other
The weight I carry is not my concern
The fact that he’s weak isn’t a problem
Nor that he’s different from my fellow men
I just won’t sit around whilst he burns

And the reason why I act to his plea?
The fact I’m a member of humanity


4th July 2005

Reflections

Five years ago, a kid came to this spot
He was delighted that he’d arrived here
He walked with confidence and without fear
He walked to leave the past behind to rot
He walked with both of his eyes wide open
Ready to catch anything dealt his way
Not caring what everyone had to say
Not wanting to keep his future waiting
He walked well prepared to find his own place
He walked on his feet but not on his knees
And ready to forge his own destiny
And he did it with a smile on his face

And now, on this spot I’ve come back around
The kid’s inside me: I won’t let him down


4th July 2005

The Day I Wrote a Hopeful Poem

It happened on the worst day of my life
With disasters that shock me to the core
I was torn apart by pain, conflict, strife
I felt like I couldn’t take any more
Needing solution, I picked up a pen
And wrote down words on a piece of paper
Words of strength, conquest, hope to enlighten
Words to make my troubled soul feel better
I took these words to the world to show ‘em
They didn’t say it sucked, nor it was sappy
They felt comfort and joy with my poem
And I felt great making them all happy

On that day I fought my demons and won
And decided to tell all how it’s done


27th June 2005

Not Backing Down

Raise the alarm. Today it has begun
Move out of the way – its happening now
Look at this face – It’ll never ever bow
And I won’t stop until the battle’s won
A strong, pure human will won’t bring me down
I live on this earth and on it I’ll stay
Because victory shall be mine this day
I won’t chicken out. I’m standing my ground.
Grind on as the demons in my way fall
There’s no yesterday there’s no tomorrow
There’s only the now – So I’ll let them know
I can do anything and still stand tall

Forgetting the past and the pain therein
With the self-belief that I’m gonna win


26th June 2005

Death of a Bastard

So, who’s going to mourn me when I’m dead?
Who’ll come to plant flowers on my graveside?
No, they’d rather fling dirt on me instead.

The people with happy eyes and smiles wide
Pleased with the news that from life I’ve resigned
They come with words explosive as land mines

Persecutors who now sing of good times
The wrong-done who’ve come just to state their case
With stories of hate, anger and bad crimes

Meat-axes, who wanted to break my face
The apathy knowing I got what I should
Snobs who threw me from their exclusive place

But who’d talk about a man who was good?
As his many friends will no doubt attest?
And on how much he was misunderstood?

About he who tried his absolute best?
Even when no one saw what he could see?
About a great man who was viewed a pest?

A man who never walked on his knees?
A man who did good things as well as bad?
Who wasn’t as horrible as they plea?

But no one listens to the truth – how sad
And thus it is buried six feet under
As the sods rely on the view they had


8th June 2005

Only the good get assassinated

Please come back to Earth Mahatma Gandhi
We need your compassion and smiling face
We need your peaceful words quite urgently
You could put Bin Laden back in his place
We need you back here Martin Luther King
Your people are fighting their white brothers
Your speech making skills could be just the thing
Teach them again to love one another
Come down from Heaven Mister John Lennon
We need you to write a new protest song
One of peace, strength, determination
One which every human can sing along

The truth is the morons are in control
The human race needs help before it falls.


5th June 2005

Blondes prefer gentlemen

Holding your hand to make mine warm
Pushing back your fringe to see your blue eyes
Stroking your neck to hear the sweetest sighs
As you rain your kisses down in a storm
Drowning all your loneliness and your fear
Saying you’re the most beautiful woman
Allowing your blonde hair drift through my hand
Saying the things that you’ve longed to hear
Catching all those words you’ve wanted to say
Caressing your soft shoulders tenderly
Drop your defences. Here there’s only me
There’s no need to be scared for here I’ll stay

Open up your pure heart and let mine in
Because for far too long it’s been waiting


3rd June 2005

Miss Clare remembered

I should have your hand being held in mine
I should have your voice whispering softly
I should have your skin - smooth, pale and so fine
I should have your love pouring onto me
I should have your golden hair in my touch
I should have your beautiful smiling face
I should have your love. I need it so much
I should have your light within this dark place
I should have your heart in embrace baby
I should have your sweet red lips and their taste
I should have your affection. Do you see?
I should have your love. Mine’s going to waste

But I only have your face in my dreams
As well as the thought of what could have been


1st June 2005

The Asberger Prayer (Going somewhere)

Lord, I hope you’re hearing me tonight
I have a problem that needs solution
I need a push in the right direction
I need to know what I’m doing is right
It’s hard to survive in this world you see
The people I talk to are confusing
Therefore it is my face that they’re refusing
Am I doing something wrong? Please tell me
Lord, I seek the services of your touch
To guide me through the odds against me stacked
To help me realise a plan of attack
I need your gentle guiding hand so much

Please walk with me as I go on my way
So tomorrow will be a better day


13th May 2005

Il mio amore il mio tesoro

Surrendering her lovely red satin
Lowering her arms, her soul laid to bare
With her jet black hair, sweet smile and pale skin
Towards a moment only we will share
Embracing arms ensnare one another
Two hearts beat as one: The heat they concede
A raging passion burns like no other
With a burning desire that we’ll both heed
Opening up my heart to let you in
Showing what the other will only see
There’s nothing to hide. Defences fallin’
As these bodies explode in ecstasy

I want to show you what you mean to me
Because here with you is where I should be


13th May 2005

A rainy Sunday afternoon

Of constant rain falling outside. The drone
Rain hammers on the roof. Shadows creeping
Skies of clouds and grey. Emotions seeping
Together in an empty house alone
A Nick Cave song plays on the stereo
As we’re both locked in a moment tender
Give all. Hide nothing thus I shall render
Dropping my guard to let the pure love show
Lying beside with hands caressing the skin
Sparkling blue eyes. Shower of golden hair
Soft shoulders, pure neck, asking me to dare
With the sweetest of voices, whisperin’

With rhythm established, bodies mingle
And a sense of destiny shall tingle


11th May 2005

Ama Lamia

All the ravens flock to her soft white skin
As her jet black hair drifted in the breeze
And in awe of her I fell to my knees
And in her brilliant blue eyes I drowned in
I didn’t see the rose die at her touch
I didn’t see her step out from the shadows
I didn’t see the candle’s pure flame go
Only the temptation I want so much
She has a cold heart that aches for warming
She has a longing that needs to be fed
As I place a kiss on her lips, blood-red
I can feel a spark in my heart forming

She has come across the oceans of time
To this point, within my arms, where she’s mine


5th May 2005

A phone call from my ex

My ex called me up last night just to say
That I was a jerk – and she was smiling
She said: “Without me, how are you going?”
And I told her today was a great day
Today was the day I took out the trash
The day I burnt my hand when pouring tea
When the postman brought only bills for me
And my car got totalled in a huge crash
Today, my boss fired me on the spot
I missed the bus and got caught in the rain
I got mugged whilst waiting for a train
And the water in my bath wasn’t hot

And then I said today was a great day
There’s no need to worry: All was okay


5th May 2005

The joys of being an adult

I can get up whenever I want to
No one complains when I make my own rules
No one objects when I do what I do
I make my own perception on what’s cool
I vow to do something new every day
I spoil myself because I’m worth it
I don’t care what those younger than me say
Anyone can whinge but who gives a shit?
I can go to bars and get legally drunk
The government pays me heaps to find work
I can have the attitude of a punk
I can swear lots and not be called a jerk

Me set an example? What an affront!
I’m an adult. I can do what I want


24th April 2005

No Good

It’s true: I am just no good any more
I’ve now become a worthless piece of scrap
There’s nothing I can use to fill the gap
And who wants to listen when you’re a bore?
Can someone save me from my misery?
The role I was made for is now crumbling
And I don’t know what I should be doing
And all my dreams have flown away from me
I want to take my place on this planet
I want to live this short life as I choose
But who wants to be your friend when you lose?
And how far can one fall when there’s no net?

Who wants to hear all about a loser?
Who failed his task to find an answer?


21st April 2005

Gentlemen prefer blondes

I don’t care what anyone else may think
You are not a brain-dead wonder to me
Shower your kisses down on me baby
Because you’re the sweet wine I want to drink
Everything about you seeps perfection
Your blue eyes, your lips, your shoulders, your skin
I will open up my heart to let you in
As yours’ empty, will be your salvation
Let me touch your hair – so golden and pure
I want to rest on its softness so fine
Come over here. I am in your allure
And I want your warm body next to mine

In the midnight hour, it’s just you and me
In this world, that’s the way it ought to be


9th April 2005

Raped at an Anime Convention

She cosplayed as Yuna from FFX
With body good and disposition shy
She stepped in and caught everyone’s eye
She wouldn’t have guessed what would happen next
The hall was filled with geeks from end to end
The ones that lived on porn and lechery
The men who were ugly, fat and smelly
The types that would never get a real girlfriend
All the geeks smiled crocodile smiles
She appeared unaware – All the better!
All reached the one commanding thought: Get her!
And she was pulled down onto cold floor tiles

The geeks sought to lose their virginity
She did scream but no one could hear or see

9th April 2005

Let’s send all our warmongers into space

Here’s an idea: Let’s fight our wars in space!
We could use weapons from Star Wars no.2!
And those Valkyrie Jets from Macross too!
With Gundam mecha all over the place!

Let’s send all our warmongers into space!
Once there, they can settle their differences
And fight without any borderlines or fences
Because this Earth isn’t the best place

Truth is, I don’t want this planet destroyed
Just because some idiot demands it
And will stop at nothing to have throats slit
And all logic and reason become void

What a shame some people are blind to the fact
That Earth was designed for us as our home
Because those warmongers all fight alone
It seems a spine is something they all lack

It’s the support they keep on demanding
Thus many an innocent life is lost
While the warmongers calculate the cost
Ironic how they’re always left standing

They never listen to the people’s voice
They’re just fighting for their own ambitions
And living off their own sick corruptions
And they insist we don’t have a choice

I will pay those sods so they’ll leave this world
We certainly don’t want them around here
And while they fight, we can live without fear
And the sods won’t see the love below unfurl

I want all warmongers to go to space
I want to live on this planet not fight
For a corrupted vision of what’s right
So please take your wars from out of my face


26th March 2005

The collapse of a romance

It’s true: She won’t talk to me any more
Her reasons why are being kept from me
She doesn’t let me hold her like before
For an excuse I’m unable to see
Her heart can no longer detect my key
She’s less than thrilled when I say she’s the one
Must she do this? She won’t answer my plea
She used to smile - So where went all the fun?
I’ve been waiting so long for her to come
And there won’t be another one like her
I don’t want to lose when I think I’ve won
Therefore I don’t want this to be over

There must be something here which I can mend
Cos’ I don’t want this lovely dream to end


26th March 2005

Desert Wanderer

The morning came with the clearest of blue sky
Not a sound could be heard across the plain
In a world of sand, there’s nothing to gain
It’s time to go - to search, to satisfy
There’s gotta be something better out here
Why not go out there and try finding it?
The feet move, the fists clench and the teeth grit
The eyes look forward, revealing no fear
The pace grows steadily with momentum
The heart is filled with a sense of purpose
The stride has power but is never cut terse
The smile is warm as the rays of the sun

I will do this because I said I could
And the sun’s rays have never felt so good


10th March 2005

The Goth and the Geek

I hate those who want to prosecute me
They call me a prat – alternatives naught
It’s because I’m different from them you see

They all perceive me as a freakish sort
Because I like to read books by the score
And I hate all type of organised sport

They think I’m weird because I like Star Wars
And because where none dared to tread
So they write me off as a dreadful bore

They wouldn’t dare touch the books I’ve read
And with me they don’t want a thing to do
Guess it’s too easy to call one a dickhead

You hate those who want to persecute you
It’s because you’re different from them you know
And not worthy of being in their crew

You wear nothing but black from head to toe
And you write poetry that is so dark
And you detest the world around you so

Reason being all around you is stark
Because, unlike them, you simply aren’t cool
And as you’re different, they must bark

Yes, you didn’t graduate from their school
Therefore they want you out of their sight fast
So they would rather dub you as a tool

And since we both end up coming dead last
It’s unsurprising we meet each other
So we both meet each other as outcasts

Banished from this world, we both seek cover
To hide from the pain, the strife and the lies
But what we both found was one another

Looking to see the other in our eyes
All pupils detect a common interest
It was then that we both came to realise

A sense of unity that is the best
A kind gaze that cares little for our flaws
A kinship that will, to the world, attest

I will open my heart if you open yours
So it can catch the emotion I’m spilling
And then purge your infected heart from sores

I’ll be your best friend. Ready and willing
I will comfort you if you comfort me
Reach out and catch the love I’m delivering

Introverts are drawn together you see
I ask you: Please take this hand and this chance
Because we are the same: You are like me

Our persecutors won’t see this romance
For they’re blind with their contemptuous glares
Let them sneer when they see us holding hands

We don’t need anyone else to see or care
Simply because we don’t need another
This is our private love which we both share

Close the door because we have each other
We have our own romance in our own world
So come into my arms my Goth lover


10th March 2005

Lesbians have more fun than I do

I will be the prince that you’re looking for
Your knight in shining armour. Your champion
In a world of creeps I’ll be your beacon
I’ll protect you from monsters by the score
But a rival comes – who has other ideas
A rival who excels in every field
Armed with an admiration that won’t yield
And a face that refuses to shed tears
She went to steal the heart of the princess
And she did with ease - what could be worse?
Leaving me cut off from their universe
As my job’s been done, I’ve become useless

The princess found the pure heart she did seek
And in their world there is no room for a freak


8th March 2005

You want a reason to hate me? Here's twelve

I know it’s important to be one’s self
I like anime and Lord of the Rings
I enjoy role-play games where I’m an elf
I write poetry among others things
My favourite footy team’s the Adelaide Crows
I don’t care whether I can’t drive a car
I listen to the bands no one else knows
I renounce anything that’s popular
I’m a thinker – even I make errors
I’m more interested in romance than sex
My loyalty to my friends never falters
I don’t treat women as pure sex objects

Now that excuses have been extracted
You may open fire on me ’til I’m dead


8th March 2005

Lucy

It was the worse day I had ever had
On the brink of dispair I did tetter
She didn't want to see me looking sad
She saw me careering to disaster
She wanted to make everything better

And upon my cheek, she gave me a lick
And would you believe it, it did the trick


4th March 2005

Battle

At dawn we raised our banner up real high
Casting our gaze across the bloodied field
As the sun climbed into the reddened sky

Today is the day. Here we could get killed
We could get slaughtered in futility
Of course, we could take this last chance to yield

We could pull out of this insanity
We could go home, see the sun rise again
But dying sounds better than slavery

We march. We gather. For we are all men
Liberty or death, we’ll show no quarter
We are warriors so let’s bloody show them.

Our opposition numbers far greater
I see their faces, both in fear and contempt
Agony of anticipation gather

Suddenly we walk. We shall not relent
And then the walk evolves into a run
Relying on energy heaven sent

A roar slowly builds. We want this fight won!
The roar grows as we grip our swords in hands
A thousand warriors screaming as one

You bastards may dare set foot on our lands
But if you want a fight, that’s fine by us
You’ll take my freedom from my cold head hands!


3rd March 2005

Prayer for the Depressed

Step outside. Look up at the sky so blue
You only get one shot at this lifetime
So don’t mess it up whatever you do
Keep moving ahead. Focus on the good times
This life’s too good. To waste it is a crime
The world’s waiting for you. Go out and see
Adversity may come but don’t shriek and whine
Every breath is precious – Do you hear me?
Just keep moving towards your destiny
You’ve only one face. Don’t give it a frown
And remember to smile: Most importantly
Just smile. Don’t let anyone bring you down

And then you’ll see it makes everything worthwhile
Fuck what the cynics say! Just go and smile!


3rd March 2005

Exile

Living in a world of dark and shadow
With surroundings that never want to change
I can travel to where I want to go
Provided everyone’s well out of range
That face in the broken mirror isn’t me
Thus, within time, I will be gone from here
“This isn’t happening”. None hear my plea
Ascending to an oblivion so clear
Contact with the world is already lost
Scratching at walls until my fingers bleed
Falling with a body covered in frost
Screaming with a voice that no one shall heed

This is my kingdom and it’s all I’ve got
And within its cold stone walls I shall rot


3rd March 2005

Wolf and Cub

There’s nothing wrong with my boy, you hear me?
I don’t appreciate the things you say
My teeth are bared as you can plainly see
So you’d be best getting out of our way
You’re not laying a finger on my boy
He’s my flesh and blood. To which I will dote
Yes, be it known that he’s my pride and joy
Mess with him and I’ll rip out your throat
He may be blind but one day he will dare
He may be helpless but he’s far from mild
He may be lame but he swipes like bear
And all that matters is he’s my child

I won’t let you within a foot of him
This is our world where you don’t belong in


19th February 2005

The island we call home

The island we call home’s a foreign shore
Made up of ghost towns built from our own hands
Ghosts walk for no one lives there any more
As everyone travelled to a new land
Travelling across the sea in a coffin
To a life that will never be the same
Don’t say what you have done. They won’t listen
They will own you and make you change your name
You have to smile in spite of the gloom
They don’t care for you are a refugee
Opportunities become delusions
And fortune relies on a lottery

But you still have dreams of a nice blue sea
From the island home that you’ll never see


18th February 2005

Mad Room

I’m a coupla beers short of six pack
They let me out of the mad house too soon
Watch as my day of destiny does loom
Don’t call my therapist. He thinks I’ve cracked
Attention encourages me they say
Pass me the Prozac. I need it right now
Before I go and butcher that sacred cow
Don’t ask. The hospital made me this way
I should be acting my age, you know that?
The effects of the medication have past
Careering down the highway much too fast
And within time you will hear me go splat

If all mental breakdowns are this much fun
Maybe I should have more after this one


18th February 2005

Mantra of the Video-Gamers

Check this out: I am the one man army
With a huge gun that shoots round after round
And slaughters the baddies by the thousand
So, who’s stupid enough to take on me?
I am the prophet that will lead you all
On the road to a glorious empire
All those who oppose us will be purged with fire
I’m better than Caesar. I will stand tall
If you dare stand in my way, you shall fall
If you try to stop me you’ll dearly pay
My blood lust isn’t going to go away
Blood runs, Anger rises, Death wakes, War calls!

And people say that it’s only a game
Good lord, that concept is so fucking lame


17th February 2005

Internet Nerds

I met my old friend Mike the other day
Said he’d seen the new Harry Potter book
Before the rest of the world got a look
Bet that would look good on his resume
I met my old friend Dave the other day
Said he’d hacked the new Eminem CD
And thus caused it to be released early
That’s nice. Now tell someone who cares okay?
I met my old friend Rick the other day
Said he’d caused every computer to crash
Via his own from Spain to Bangladesh
Proving what exactly? He didn’t say

No one cares ‘bout your five seconds of fame
So shut up and continue being lame


17th February 2005

Staking Everything

I had a plan – one which I thought would work
One that headed for the golden highway
That led to the kingdom where no worms lurk
Funny how quickly it all fell away
My plan failed. My entry was denied
And my world was shattered beyond repair
Now I’m stuck on this road without a guide
Following a route that’s leading nowhere
I had one chance on the road to success
I had one chance which I blew completely
But with no back up plan I must confess
What do I do now? Can someone tell me?

My plan has failed. My future has flown
Thus leaving me lost, naked and alone


31st January 2005

The Visitation

Last night, I had a visit so profound
At midnight she came walking into the gloom
Walking with feet never touching the ground
Last night, an angel came into my room
Moving with a light shining eternal
And wings that had beauty beyond compare
In utter silence and grace so tranquil
She came to Earth to answer my despair
She looked at me and sensed my being weak
And she whispered sweet words into my ear
Then with hands on my shoulder and my cheek
She pulled me in close and drowned my fear

And the words she whispered to me that night?
“Everything is going to be all right”


31st January 2005

Nerd Convention

Well aren’t I Miss Popular. I’m a hit!
Here at this convention I dominate
I’ve lost count of the requests for a date
Guess the Yuna outfit must’ve done it
I can test my knowledge of Sailor Moon
Even though my opponents are all guys
I can say where some Star Trek ensign dies
And, with delight, does it make the men swoon
Here, I can talk all about Gundam Seed
And who’s my favourite Stargate character
I get smiled at by the fans of Princess Leia
Because I’m member of a small breed

Here we don’t care about social blunders
Because this world’s ruled by dateless wonders


17th January 2005

Romance Poetry is over-rated

People say they love my romance poems
But they’re from a heart that’s empty and blue
They say these poems are the best I do
But they’re read by strangers: I won’t know ‘em
I’m just writing the words I want to say
Because I don’t have someone I can say them to
Unflinching in honesty? Yes, that’s true
At least it hides the hope fading away
I write these words but no one seems to care
To satisfy a soul wanting it’s mate
But in the end, it’s prolonging the wait
I write these words but they’re going nowhere

I’ve a hole in my heart – it needs to be filled
But my romance poems won’t fit the bill


13th January 2005

The Nobleman

I will be the lovely voice that tells you
You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve seen
I will be the eyes you can see into
A mirror where you see your beauty gleam
I’ll be the bare chest you rest your head on
And the hand that caresses your soft skin
I will be your shoulder when things go wrong
So you can pour your misery down in
I’ll be filler for your empty heart’s core
Because in my eyes, you’re the fairest star
I’ll be the mate that your soul’s weeping for
Cos’ I’m no more a lost soul than you are

Yes, I’ll do all that. You want to know why?
I don’t want to see someone like you cry


13th January 2005

The Christian who bit back

I will tolerate your philosophies
Even if I can’t see your perception
I will give your beliefs a warm reception
Even if they’re the sort I don’t agree
Corruption may exist in your core
But rest assured I will turn a blind eye
Even when people take your name and lie
I won’t cast any bad words by the score
I’ll respect you even when you stand tall
I’ll make the effort to see things your way
Ignore the stupid things my brethren say
Cos’ I won’t say any bad things at all

You heard me: That’s what I will do buddy
So how about doing the same for me?


10th January 2005

The Fable of Jacqueline and Michael

Jacqueline was a typical teenager
She had a real cute boyfriend called Michael
And she had dreams of being a singer

One day, he dumped her in a way most cruel
Citing an excuse that was pure nonsense:
He was through with her and she was a fool

Jacqueline got angry: She wanted vengeance
She felt cheated and made into much less
So she drew from that weak experience

Her songs grew angry in brutal excess
Apoplectic, scornful and accusing
And it put her on the road to success

A recording co. exec heard her sing
And immediately put forth a contract
Suddenly, Jacqueline was the next big thing

Her face began appearing on CD racks
And her fans began to grow in legion
She had a wrath that others seemed to lack

Jacqueline got rich through bones of contention
As well as, her fans who demanded more
She scored awards to numerous to mention

When Michael heard, he was shocked to the core
Jacqueline was taking a swipe back at him
It was too damn obvious to ignore

Now the whole wide world knew about his sin
And he was made into a laughing stock
He was in a trap where he couldn’t win

Michael had been transformed into a crock
He was now public enemy no. 1
His life had been smashed up onto a rock

But time wore on and Jacqueline’s time was done
She had been in the public eye for too long
And reality hit like a falling tonne

Her fans switched loyalties. They’re sick of her songs
Ignored by the press. What a brutal clout.
Jacqueline is now scorned. Her career’s gone wrong

Now Michael laughs, recovered from his rout
He wonders when he thinks of Jacqueline’s knife
So what was all the damn fuss all about?

So Jacqueline is still moaning about strife
But the public now find her annoying
Whilst Michael is getting on with his life


10th January 2005

She only likes me when she gets drunk

Well strike me dead, I can’t believe my luck
A cute thing turned her gaze on me today
Saying things she wouldn’t normally say
She reached out and gave my heartstrings a pluck
She doesn’t shrink back at the slightest touch
My spine tingles as she’s drawing this close
She tells me I’m the one she likes the most
And that she craves my company so much
She will kiss me, hold me and so much more
She wishes to feel the warmth of my arms
She wants to be swept away by my charms
Insisting she’s whom I’ve been waiting for

Alas, it’s nothing but a lie, I fear
It’s an illusion that I hold so dear


2nd January 2005