Birthday

You were my strength when I was at my weakest
You urged me to rise from the pit of disgrace
You brought light when life was at its weakest
But I have never really seen your face
You listened when no one else wanted to
You thought my strengths were greater than my flaws
I said “Queen Rock!” You laughed and said: “How true”
You laughed at all my Kenshin metaphors
And now, a year’s passed since it all began
So I will now raise my glass in a toast
To the other side of that ocean span
To the Floridian I like the most

You’re my best friend – That I’m proud to say
And I hope you have a Happy Birthday


29th March 2004

All things are circular – Don’t you know?

The teenager yelled this at his mother:
“I resent the fact I’m your flesh and blood!
“I will bury this family’s name in mud!
“I’ll abolish the love of another!
“I won’t abide to your rules any more!
“I want to destroy myself as I chose!
“I want to smoke, drive fast cars and drink booze!
“The sad truth is you’ve become a bore!
“I hate you! I want to leave you on the shelf
“I don’t want to be your son any more!”
And with that, he turned and slammed shut the door
Leaving the stunned mother all by herself

Shock realisation hit – It all made sense
She once said the same things to her parents


16th March 2004

The Fallen

So tell me: Are you still thinking of me?
Where are you now? I can only wonder
In my thoughts it is your face I see
But this silence has torn me asunder
Walls can’t have conversations like we did
And the postman never brings any mail
You never told me why you ran and hid
We worked so well – why did we have to fail?
And then that day came – and the whole world knew
And all my hopes fell to the floor and broke
And now there was no way left to tell you
With a bucket of tears I’m left to choke

Are you still alive? If that has to be seen
You are in my heart where you’ve always been


15th March 2004

Curse you Delta Goodrem!!!

Geez, if I see her face ever again
I’ll lose all self-control and kill someone!
Any place she hasn’t been? Absolutely none!
It’s enough to make anyone go insane!
And how many more awards can she win?
Yes she can act and play the piano
But how many more times must we be told so?!
Hey, let’s give her an award for breathing
Good Lord, is her album still selling strong?!
Is there anyone who hasn’t got it?!
And she keeps scoring hit after hit!
And al her fans think she can’t do any wrong!

I heard one of her songs the other day
I really liked it, I ashamed to say


15th March 2004

All Atheists and Satan worshippers may find this offensive

For years I stumbled around in the dark
Cursing everybody and everything
Driven blinded by raw hatred seething
Until a voice came to me and said “Hark!
“Please do not be scared for I am the Lord
“It’s not too late to change your evil ways
“I’ll help you out of your tormented maze
“Believe in me – Your future will be forged”
Since then, I’ve been guided by a white light
Leading me onward to my destiny
Telling me there’s a better place to be
And this eventual prize is worth the fight

Who cares what everyone else was to say?
The Lord’s inside me and he’s there to stay


15th March 2004

Scorched Earth

They say there’s a great inland sea ‘round here
But that story is a load of nonsense
In this place, a drop of water is rare
There’s just a dead world beyond the back fence
There is sand as far as the eye can see
Corroding metal, scarred rocks and red dust
Nothing lives here – It’s barren as can be
Upon this misery of the earth’s crust
The sun has been burning here for so long
And it has no intention of stopping
This environment can bring down the strong
It’s destiny to fall – No use fighting

In here, the relentless sun keeps burning
As the rest of the world keeps on turning


26th Feburary 2004

Cookery Class

I treat all women I meet with respect
They’ve as much right to this world as I do
I never see them as a sex object
Cos’ I’ve a cross to bear and sins to rue
Just one excuse – That was all they needed
And then they made my life a living hell
Time didn’t matter. Reason wasn’t heeded
And the question of why was lost as well
An unworthy maggot – of me they deem
They kept demanding an apology
My confidence was blown to smithereens
And I’ve become great at saying sorry

But I finally realised years later
You had me wrapped ‘round your little finger


22nd February 2004