Taking A Swipe

Taking a swipe  
At society  
At religion 
At politics 
At the establishment  


You see, it's not like, 
I am trying to take a swipe 
Just taking a swipe  
And it follows to digest  


I read the history of grounds that stand 
With the black rock to hold 
I read the history, of how religion was born 
That paganism is the oldest of them all 


To have Christianity and Islam  
Hold to gratitude  less of what is needed  
T' figureheads  back-bones "women" of strong men  
The very pillars of genesis in faith 


I read the history of ground zero 
And the symbol of the "stone "
I read the set-up of beginning, start up
And who it represented  in mixed fellowships  


I read about the philosophy  
They hold or once did 
To open up to the world around them 
The peace in messages, harmony they preach  


Not like I am trying to 
Take a swipe
Just taking a swipe 


Not today, with fortresses built 
From Rome to Mecca, to Jerusalem and beyond 
Where those without common share, in beliefs 
Of faith are blocked from entry's access  


Not like I am trying to take a swipe 
Just taking a swipe,
In doing so, in doing so


Are we not to love thy neighbour 
Why close doors and lock with hatred 
In keeping thy neighbour out 


Left cold at the mercy of wickedness 
In "I don't want to know", as a philosophy 
I am really now just taking a swipe, swipe, swipe  


Taking a swipe 


At the establishment
At society, 
At religion
At politics 
And all above 

On Road Maps

I travelled a thousand miles to distant lands 

I heard it held treasures  

To fill the bankers vault 

That lure of the Wild West, the good life  

Daring, romantic and tragedy 

With such power of seduction 

I became a cow boy and travelled far 

Only to find out, paradise is sat between 

Genesis and odyssey, threading the needles eye  

I missed my stop, stop driver, oh how so blind can one be 

To lack the sense of direction, redundant maps 

To be made prodigal, void of navigation

The birds and dolphins, penguins 

Follow such routes, made absent to man

But then one can be excused

My glasses I wear sits on my noise

To support my failing sight, some times 

The inside looks more dirty a' murky than it is worth

I am long sighted, 

So by default, by far I see from a distance or is it nearer 

My vision 20-20 sends conflicting ideologies

Each to its own, 

Owing to be a master of me and I of life

I am worth more, I demand more

And for more in obstacles I find to deal with

 Cliché of Rome, the London bridge stands 

It wasn't built in a day, the Eiffel tower 

And this is to be bigger than Rome

So saddle up cow boy, two stops away from destination 

Attempts at threading needles, bonzia, bingo 


Lets go for the, Good Life 
The Gold rush, treasures 
The wins on poker tables, light flash  

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 

To See Olympus

You are here    
I was told about this place  
Rich with silk, on exotic plains  
Like the golden lands of Olympus 


Where olive and palm trees 
Shepherd the gate ways and gold poured out of fountains 
Cashmere was ordinary, for the common man


Rome stood envious, to be out done 
Her children were in charm, on stories told  
I was told about this place 


I was told about this place, 
Some bear witness to as paradise
Where the sun comes out to favour once delight 


As the guest of the king 
Waited upon
Served as royal   


I was told about this place  
Where the gods reside, by a traveller with status 
Who  said I had to see it with my own eyes 


But first she said I had to own bravery 
And cross the dessert to get to oasis, become like Thor 
Through dusk and dawn in cold winters night 


For the dessert laid riddled with wild beast 
And bitter men, stood as land pirates 
Who fed on travellers that voyaged past


I was told about this place 
Where I did have to face trepidation to get to 
And walk the lonely plank to test faith 


I was told about this place 
Where paradise laid waiting
You had to see it with your own eyes, I was told.  


Will another traveller, captivate 
Gathered men in-front of  open fire 
Me included, in amazement, to day dream of   


I wonder, or shall it be me , I 
Story telling, looked upon like a hero
Who made it past the beast, and saw Olympus to tell 

This Natural World

Standing on the treadmill  
Of this life line, passing by, sleep walking 
With blinks of what we don't see flashlight 
Half of what we see, that we see  


To refuse to acknowledge  
Travelling through space  
Between reasons and understanding  
In no man's land 


I look up, into the heavens 
And constantly I am made aware
In acknowledgement, how insignificant we are  
For what we fight for, to own, to build 


Dead men's blood poured on this soil 
In battles fought long before, wasted  
Forgotten limps and medals of honour 
Stands, Colosseum, kings who ruled 


And Rome fell; long, long before invaders entered
This  artificial world we fight so  hard to own 
To trade friendship, to claim 
More fragile than the natural world around 


Rats, cockroaches  and ants, wild grass 
Constantly invading, pigeons and sea gull 
Rains insult on it's very grand gesture 
Constantly needing to be cared for 


To keep from rotten, this world, this life 
I breathe, the air that surround 
And  instantly I am made to appreciate 
What mother nature has offered  so freely 


This world, this life opened landscape 
I see mountains, forests, seas and valleys 
This naturally world to have lived in 
I give thanks, each day, each day I give thanks