Of Gods And Us

I can will a stone to move;

A blade of grass to dance

Without a wind behind my back

Or elementary chance

 

The clouds will part at my command

Or lightning strike the ground

All this and more with divine ease

And ne’er a mortal sound

 

I laugh as eons fly in a blink

And mountains crumble fast

But sure as stars blink out in turn

My joy can never last

 

For happier is the one who can

Gainsay a soul’s desire

Or better, fleeting spirits lift;

And set a heart on fire

 

Together

Two opt to share a common route

Along a path in time

What’s been has gone, but what’s to be

They’ll both face on that line.

 

Ups and downs, smiles and frowns

Challenges along the way

Whatever lies  around the bend

Combined, they’ll seize the day.

 

 

 

 

 

Celebrity

img_2896Success is measured in different ways

And much has changed, since former days

A good education, and steady work

Were things held dear, if you didn’t shirk

 

Some of the best could achieve in sport

Football or tennis, or some such sort

But crazy money wasn’t part of the story

For those looking there, for fame or glory

 

Things have changed, and many believe

You needn’t struggle, if you want to achieve

TV and music, sell young a new dream

All can have riches, it now would seem

Blame

I blame the schools for letting us down

Didn’t learn us right in this crummy town

Just bin sent home early for being a lout

But me mam’ll go up to sort them out

 

Me dad says discipline’s well gone to pot

In his day teachers earned the respect they got

When he got the cane for acting the fool

His dad added a clout, supporting the school

 

They reckon my teachers could have tried a lot more

To make me sit still in wonder and awe

But they can’t compare to a console game

Their boring book-learning all seems so tame

 

Me dad doesn’t work and me mam’s just the same

Getting money from Social is their only real aim

But this government’s tight giving its cash away

Surely they can afford a better day’s pay

 

Our satellite dish is ready for the bin

Can’t upgrade my mobile on what’s coming in

Why shouldn’t we get what others have got

If we came from abroad we’d be given the lot

 

I’m off down the pub to meet with me mates

Then hook up with Tatum round the park gates

She’ll beg for a cuddle and I’ll sure give her one

The damage is done, she’s three months gone

 

We’ve talked to the council about a new flat

But the girl in the office is really a prat

She says we must wait or save for some rent

If she had her way, we’d sleep in a tent

 

We’ll move in with Mam, if all else fails

But she moans like hell, says I’ve gone off the rails

It’s not my fault we can’t make our own way

I blame the system, at the end of the day.