Evil Noise

It came in the middle of the coldest night
Roaring up from the deepest depths of Hell
Striking down from up from the greatest height
Screaming a noise like a broken bell
Riding the same journey it took last week
It can’t be bought, bargained with or halted
Broken words, in dead languages it speak
Years of counter measures have all bolted
It’s stride: unbroken for years, relentless
It wants to be heard – to have the last say
No care for the many pleas you possess
And no demands, will make it go away

So hide in your room and bolt up the door
So the screaming can’t hurt you any more


24th September 2012

Open Heart Surgery

The human heart went into hospital
It’s twenty ninth visit this year alone
A thousand feelings had taken its toll
And the damage left the human heart prone
It could think of each time it fell apart
The times when it spoke with all it’s feeling
Without reason; Those who had to depart
The times when rejection left it reeling
The times when it’s emotions made it sick
When it couldn’t find hearts to relate to
When it got hit with the force of a brick
When it couldn’t reach the triumph so true

Now the heart was trying to stay alive
But how can something so fragile survive?


17th September 2012

The Procrastinating Student

I’ve just been handed a new assignment
But it can wait for now: I’ve things to do
Like Xbox baddies to shoot and torment
But I’ll get my school work done in time - true

It’s a week in but nothing’s been commenced
Well, apart from my journeys through Skyrim
I could start my school work – that would make sense
But I WILL get it done and I WILL win

Crunch time but the assignments still not done
I’ve got a week to produce something good
Empty tank preparing for the long run
But I know this is not the best I could

With the assignment done I can play games
But now, somehow, it doesn’t feel the same


10th September 2012

Take it Back

It’s true: everything’s going down the drain
We have leaders who’d rather lie and steal
And don’t care as to what the people feel
All hope has already begun to wane
We have been beaten and pushed around - True
When will this chaos stop? Well – let’s make it
Let’s stand up to the system and shake it
Enough is enough? Yeah I think so too
I want back everything taken from me:
My money, my home, my freedom of choice
My rights, my mind, my words, my heart, my voice
My pride, my feet, hands, and identity

Destiny calls: It’s happening at long last
And the time to run away is long past


3rd September 2012