Butterflies On My Water

The thought occurred
that you have no ken of me...
most are mere ponds
puddles
drizzles and muddled
my water is pure
drink of me
my oceans so deep
learn them please
for you i would get
on one knee
but only if you
take time to see
what a wonderful future
living life with me
could be
i know you think i am crazy
and you might be right
but doesn't Joel sing that one tune?
if you like i can play it tonight...
Oh how i long to sit by you
in moonlight
Your eyes so alluring
your lips so right
i wear shades
cuz my future's bright
but you would make my
fire brighter still
Won't you do what's right?
Butterflies flapped away
for hours and hours
i'll never forget that day
within my body butterflies
flapped so long
you feel so right it can't be wrong...
i don't know how to say
or express how i felt
it's rare when i feel this way
so i wrote this poem
i hope you read it one day
you made me feel special
can we play?
and roll around in the hay?
won't you laugh for me everyday?
the butterflies they carry me away...

Loving People That Don't Love You...

 

Loving people that don't love you...
& how long can you do it for?
That pretty much sums up my journey...
i loved a family that wasn't family...
just a bunch of jackals...
i loved a mum who wasn't my mommy
just a witch down to the cackles...
I had to throwaway a cunt someone gave a tummy
just to fall into shackles
NWO wants to pimp sean like a ho
don't taze me bro
do you know what they pay me fo?
code monkey
& "i’m out to cut the junkie"
got rid of all the flunkies
and the hangers on
stopped collecting all these
women like they was pokemon
All i want is one down lady
someone to shine my nine for
and make me babies
All i find is hoes praying
that "p gon save me..."
i never love those hoes
tho cause that's not how they pay me
had my air force one's made custom
i mixed leather with the suede see?
the reverend keep talking bout how
he can save me
he tells me to read the bible
but i'm kinda lazy
i just keep ripping pages to roll
j's that I puff while pumping jayz
i swear i get higher off that parchment paper
now i'm ready to go on one final caper
cause there ain't no money in that churchgoing
no way no how
at least not for me or the parishioners
any how
Anyway whatever you knew i'd stay
a sinner till my dying day
i never get tired of those games i play...

Menagerie

 

Bobby pins and Barrettes….
If you like me circle yes
Oh won’t you please be mine
Won’t you call me on my line
If you get a busy signal
Just try again in a little
A time before call waiting
When i sat by the phone
waiting
For that caller to call me
But here i am
Years later with a menagerie
Just baubles and trinkets
that remind me
How different lovers would hurt me
How i hurt them
Which brought an end
To all the laughter &
All the friends
So here i sit in a refuge
Anxious and nervous
No longer able to let loose
or be myself
Ironically with all the trappings
Of riches and wealth
But poor in health
and lacking love
I wish i could put it on like a glove
But that is just something i cannot do
So here i sit waiting for you
But how will you know to
Come to me
When you are someone i cannot see

Townhouse Living

 

Townhouse living
where you hear your neighbors
screaming
downtown sinning
where you see your neighbors
drinking
round clowns pinning
where you hear your neighbors
singing
Their carols and hanging their
decorations
But they don’t question the meaning
of the mistletoe
Or how Santa is an anagram of Satan
Townhouse living
Where I stopped losing and started winning
quiet mouse hidden
To learn what i was missing
I studied the rats and learned their ways
Only to find a maze in the last days
By all my loved ones betrayed
On my knees to God
i prayed and prayed
Begging him for a sign
Some way to rise above the grime
& all the dirt of poverty
yet somehow
still keep my liberty
striving for equality
upstanding
break-dancing
plate spinning
still sinning
It's only the beginning...