On What Basis

This is pay per view, like pay as you go 
So listen, on account 
That I make this a preview 


Mine comes in words, selected so few 
To summarise lessons in view 
And leave them in parables 


Not much needs to be said, wall street 
When flash lights  image emerge 
Like probe, of the subconsciousness


A thousand ignite, discontent with match  
Disapproval of the run 
By the powers that be 


Ten thousand more 
Become flammable with thought  
Watching politics, bankers in pictures view 


Rage of the common man
Cry of delusional futures 
Rome burns, New York and Japan, storm  

The elite gather their stock  
And they hold in captive 
Greek and Hungary hostage 

911 Darkened Clouds

A decade past, just like yesterday's dawn 
Still within the echoes of winds 
Cries of the innocent can be heard 


When help line numbers , we call for help
Are hijacked by the soulless,  for havoc on us  
And 911 becomes a darkened cloud 


Within the rains that pour  on us 
Tears of the innocent accompany the drop  
And gravity pulls the falling strong, through windows fall 


Like a ghost haunt, on repeat play  
The dust of horror, itched in memory's hold
Consumed a mixture of race and gender with no preference 


No preference of religion, creed or age  
With mangled steel of once so great  
To symbolise human endeavor stand 


A decade past, when sons, daughters  
Sisters, brothers, wives, fathers, grandfathers 
Grandmothers, friends, oh friend lost 


A decade past since I last heard your cry  
But the winds carry your memory strong
The winds, will always carry your memory, I hold