Battle For Souls

How many wars has been fought..

In t' name of  peace..
In t' name of peace, for peace be it..
A blood is poured ..

How many peace, has been lost..

In t' name of war...

How many more would come to be...

What difference in day lights, has been made ..

In t' corridors of, t' dancing guns....

Where bravado had his day in t sun..

And every war is a hell,..
In nightmare unending, in this realm..
For t' innocent one's tied in, ..
In vivid dreams of  reality now..

In t' name of war a' peace..

In this dance a son is lost, a life is lost..

A mother her soul, with hearts thorn..

And haunted are the scars..

For the hearts that lives on ..

In t' name of war a' peace..

In t' corridors of t' dancing guns..

For what was gained,..
In loosing hearts;..
No one came back the same ..
As man, after war..

My Name Is Timeless

If I should die
Think only this of me 
And for ever I will live 


Let me live past a hundred, two hundred..

No, a thousand more a' over will do ..

Let me live past Methuselah..

My bones I know in time will rot in brittle..

My skin will wrinkle like scales on trout..

And  for the tooth fairy, ..
My dignity intact she would be after..

My memory will be faint;..

A'd forgetfully insignificant,..
At times, it would seem to be..

So I rather live without my old casing..

Let me live past a hundred..

Two hundred a' more to infinity..

A' d forever made immortal to be..

Let me live on t' lips, of t' young a' old alike..

A'd  for every time I am in mention..

In deeds or name, in reference made..
As poet I do, for my name to be timeless 

Let me be alive again forever..

A thousand years after I am gone..

A'd my name in timeless made..

The West Bank (Just 4 jokes)

 

Gaza wall by Bansky 

Upon the arid, sand in the East  

On platform stage, where once set on earth 

Paradise, was first made mention of 
In promises made, look for the signs 

And said to be, the land premier 
In promises made, the promise land 

Yet where so much red, in waste so many 
Has seen, since been poured 

Was it for jokes, just for jokes 

For the gods need be 
Entertained by man..
And watch the death of an innocent child 

Then men alike, forgetting history 

Cast dice like fools, to gauge with greed  

On gamblers tables, black (death) or red (bleed)

Not to be outdone, in carnage set 

What be it for, in religions divide 
But for drama in tribal stands 

To add to the drama, of caricature holds 
Of once premier and call on prophets..

No, I am not of religion..

None for that sake, I can not be indulged..

And find my weight tilting on sides..

On any given ends, given on sight..

But for the child 
Whose red has poured..

I find my weight of thought 
Just so drawn, in heart felt passion..

If just for jokes, was it for jokes..

Surely by now, indeed by now 
Comedy has long, moved on 
And lost his spark, in promises made 

I guess in the heavens, time of man

Is just a tick, awaiting a tock..

And the light of day, has still to come..
Just for jokes, was it for jokes..

A Pact Signed

Death before dishonour..

So I start digging 6ft under..

Under which I lay my bed a' rest in tender..

Never to be disturbed again past, this life forever..

But for the man I  did pledge, one with..

Did he do the same in oath with honour..

Or sold his soul, so he did live another..

There was no point he said, said in reply..

'A dead man can not be paid a price owed..

For a man must live to be by his word..

For the pact was signed by two men alive..

And this his eyes would not meet mine again..

A dead man can not be paid a price owed'..

If I was to be told, of this before..

Told to look in the small print before..

Before I dug 6feet under, I did be sure..

Never to be the first to go, in pact signed ..

Invented Words

For the man who invented words..

And for English, I will give you more..

A thousand words to use alike..

For all the same, in thus in meaning..

For all the words, I want to speak..

For class that be, I find my self..

' Would Sir, have need for a cup of tea?.

"In deed I shall, oh my thank you"
Then off to the local for a little boozer..

For the words in meaning, I seek to find..

For that mentioned, yet hard to spell..

For some in French, still speaking English..

And thus in Spanish, not forgetting Latin..

I did say Chinese and yet, some more to come..

And the Oxford dictionary fattens up..

Every year, every year it does some more..

For all the words, I want to speak..

And for English, I will give you more..

But for now todalu adieu..

I await Oxford, to catch up with me..