Category Archives: poetry

5. Why Should It Be?

Life’s not fair and why should it be?
The same rain falls down on man and tree,
A silent bird upon the heath, beasts n fleas.
Am i more important than the worm underground?
Is it right that i should be proud?
Arguments echo within my mind,
Our arrogance could be called a crime.
I strive to find the middle line.
The path is unmarked and as dusk becomes dark;
Only then do i see;
Life’s not fair and why should it be?

4. In Soul Control Of Illusion

Illusion is my Pedigree
Kharma is my currency
You only have to ask of me
Benevolence then you shall see.
Is it so important to know of my name?
You are but a link & I am the chain.
Isn’t this fun; my little game.
I am the Oceans, you are the rain.
You beg to come home
As if the door’s locked
I’ve left a large lamp on
Yet you’ve not knocked.
I am the Lamp and I am the Door
I am the Tramp asleep on the Floor
I am your Lover willing for more
I am your Mother berating your flaws.
Most call me Host,You may call me Home.

2. A Dog Day

“It’s a dog day.” Said the rat
As he was cornered by the cat.
“Yeah, the mutt’s nuts.” Spoke the cat
As he licked his lips with a smack.
“I’ll make you a deal!” Squeaked the rat with a squeal
“All the King’s mice in trade for my life”.
And the cat’s eyes were wise for he saw through the rat’s lies.
“But the mice are all mine
And have committed no crime.”
(Said the feline.)
“Yet neither have I so why should I die?”
Spat the rat with a cry.
“You pissed in the grain causing much pain
Whilst riding the comfortable gravy train!”
The rat took a step back and CRACK went the trap.
Breaking the rats back.
The cat left the rat and went looking for the mice
For, he thought,
They taste so nice.