End of the drove
Where do they go?
All those people
When the bar closes?
All those lost people
All those lonely souls
Bitter as litter
That blows
When the field knows
The cattle in rows
Filled, eating the bar
Chewing the cud
Drifting back home
In their droves
But where do they go?
Another bar opens
And they hang there
Like pegs
On a line with no
Clothes
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
It's more you than me
Like the fishes in the sea
When they hold out for school
We better get back to the cool
Oh it's more you than me
I've got an African doll
It's a voodoo for the soul
I've been meaning to break free
Oh it's more you than me
Have you heard the church bells?
The virtues they extol
so why can't you see?
That it's more you than me
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Amulet, oh amulet
Are you for sale or let?
It's the way you dangle like a charm
Just out of reach, fall into my arms
Swinging like a chandelier
Once so far, now so near
I'm in love with you Amulet
Oh Amulet, you're like Juliet
And I'm your Romeo
Come down from your balcony
And we'll go home-o
No I don't want an Emu, I want an Amu
But it'll have to be an IOU, I won't forget
If you want us to walk in our dancing shoes
Dear Amulet
Oh Amulet, oh Amulet
I can see how it's dangerous for you
To stand there so alone with vacant eyes
Like a warehouse with no goods
Empty as a pocket, oh my poor Amulet
Once you were filled with eyes and ears and legs
Once there were boys and girls and now
There's only pigeon eggs
Well if all the world's a stage,
Then your's hasn't been written yet
Woe betide those who've tried
To write-off the Amulet
You're going to make a come back
I can see it in the stars and I'll bet
You'll make a bloody good theatre
And you deserve another go-get
So let's raise a toast
And make a boast
Of our Dear Amulet
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
What type of behaviour do fishmongers exhibit?
Selfish behaviour
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Put one brick upon another
For your father, for your mother
And build a house of love
Put one brick upon another
For your sister, for your brother
And build a house of love
Build a bridge across the valley
Throw your TV into the alley
And Let's build a house of love
Build a bridge across the valley
Let the train run forth and sally
And build a house of love
Yes it's a coming out the dark
It's a burning with a spark
So let's build a house of love
Let's leave behind the darkness
Turn on the heat of the furnace
And let's build ourselves a house of love
Yes, you know this could be our finest hour
And it's all in our hands, within our power
So come on let's build a house of love
I heard an owl call
It was a roll call
To build a house of love
I heard an owl call
Gather one an all
Let's build a house of love
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
She sits alone in her room
Contemplating her doom
I walk along I hear an owl
I think I hear a baby howl
The mist fills the road
Like a broom
Sweeping up everything
On its loom
And silently the world
Has rearranged
Yes it seems like
Everything has changed
Oh yes I can feel it
Everything has changed
In the park is all so dark
On the stage it's turned over a page
And the night has turned on it's light
Yes everything has changed
Everything has changed
Everything has changed
Everything has changed
It's like a needle and a thread
I'm half alive
But I'm also half dead
I've got this real drama
In her polka-dot pyjama
And I've got
All the shots
Of love and rage
And everything has changed
Everything has changed
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
You make me feel like the world's unsafe
You tell us all that we can't trust ourselves
You've undermined my faith in humanity
You stir and instil a sense of fear
And before you came it wasn't near
So get the hell off the radio and tv screens
And don't darken the doorway to my dreams
Oh Trump and Elon you all are liars
Sitting up there in your towers on fire
Get out now, I won't bow to you
Because you're the big man with the big world view
Oh get off now it's your funeral pyre
And you built your castle on AI wires
And thought so thoughtless
It's not thought through
Because you only asked an intelligence
That just wants to please you
You got rocks in your brain, and you ain't worth mud
So just wash down my drain with all your spilt blood
And dissolve in the sea and never come back to flood
Our thoughts and our times with your brand of crud
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.