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