NUOMENA

Just beyond the gasping reach,
In the interstices that breach,
The cracks in hidden spaces,
In those places,
We dare not go,
In those feelings,
We dare not show,
Below the awnings,
Beyond your gasping breath,
Hidden beyond an untouchable Length
And Breadth,
In the unfashionable Cavernous dwelling,
Where YEARNING,
May go to expend its troglodytic existence.
A place in time and space hence,
Where you and I may embrace,
And invent the New Kiss.





EXPIATION

Untold secrets lay buried deep,
Beneath the grim sea,
Where mermaids make to keep,
Garlands of the bones,
Buried in the briny deep,
Of once livid,
Blooded,
Vivid youth,
Whose urgent fate it is to suffer,
Forever,
The pauper’s perilous pageantry and passage to death,
Whilst in the waning twilight,
The yellow sun kisses the blushing horizon,
In cold consolation,
As she turns a bloody crimson.

As the bubbling blood of our youth slowly,
And finally,
Runs cold,
In the crimson sunset glow,
I know,
This land,
Made arid,
And sad,
Will yield,
Only blood,
In fields of The Dead,
Until,
We excoriate,
And expunge and expiate,
And thusly release,
Our multiple
And culpable,
Selves,
From the sins,
Of our fathers,
And the curses of their brothers and sisters,
Sold into a bondage and a death,
That they deserved not.

Pride and joy (a song)

Your my pride and joy;
I'm your baby boy:

In a world that's filled with
Fair weather friends,
In a world that's filled with
Sunday easy smiles,
In a world that's filled with
Too much time on our hands,
A life time's too brief, to dedicate
To loving you.

Your my pride and joy;
I'm your baby boy:
In a world that's filled with,
Tears enough to drown a clown,
In a world that's filled with,
Too many people all alone,
In a world that's filled with,
Too many hearts broken down,
Stay with me,
My love will always be true.

In a world that’s filled with,
Too many things unknown,
In a world that’s filled with,
Too many hearts turned to stone,
In this world that’s filled with,
Too few roses and too many thorns,
A lifespan too brief to dedicate
To loving you.


HUMANKIND (a young heart's song)

Time and time again,
I’ve taken my hopes off the shelf,
Confident that someday I’ll find myself,
But time and time again,
Back up the shelf they go,
cos where I’m reaching Humankind dont know.

But tell me, where is the love?
Oh where is the love?
We are born looking for?

Time and time again,
I’ve reached out to find a friend in this dark,
But all I found was somebody holding back.
And time and time again,
I’ve walked alone in the falling rain,
Lord it seems that Humankind was born to feel pain,
Time and time and time again.

Can you tell me, where is the love?
Oh where is the love?
We are born looking for?