COMPASSION:

The farmyard beasts are now all of a flurry,

“Run”, they say, we are all in such a hurry,

It´s Christmas time & they´ve all gone mad,

It´s that time of year, when we all feel so sad,

Being chased for the table, by the wielding knife,

Now all running away, for the love of precious life,

We have babies of our own & we also love & woo,

It´s not just you humans, we have our families too,

Who´s to deem, we die for your merriment & fun?

And for our simple lives, that away, we have to run,

That for your God´s birth, upon us, you have to feast,

By taking the very lives, of every single bird & beast,

And within all this mayhem, in name of human fashion,

Where within your hearts, lies your God-like compassion?

BRAVURA:

Is it who ventures forth, the man who´s brave?

He who deems to slay dragons & damsels save,

Who faces demons, storms & bloody raging wars?

He who breaks down walls & tightly locked doors,

Is it he who wears bravado´s gold awarded gongs?

Leaving behind his widow, singing marching songs.

 

Or is it the man who stays at home & buckles down?

Maybe it´s he who stays put, in safety of urban town,

He, who faces nine-to-five, in numbing chore & work,

The man who cares for society, family & never shirks,

Is it he who is the hero, without exalted loud bravura?

Or he, who in his dreams, always seeking an aventura?

 

 

SENSELESS:

Senseless is he, who sheds not a tear,

Senseless is he, who never lends an ear,

Senseless is he, who instills only fear,

Senseless is he, who thinks only of “Me”,

 

Senseless is he, who sings only battle song,

Senseless is he, who says, “I never do wrong”

Senseless is he, who says, “I am only strong”,

Senseless is he, who awards himself with gongs.

 

Senseless is he, who loves no one but himself,

Senseless is he, who ignores his Holy health,

Senseless is he, who will only think of wealth,

Senseless is he, who never leaves his upper shelf.

 

Senseless is he, who never ever lends a hand,

Senseless is he, who tightens the hateful band,

Senseless is he, who speaks in grainy spat sands,

Senseless is he, who chooses lonely solitary land.

UK:

How I love that place, the good old UK,

Where people are so kind & the country´s ok,

Where the weather´s good & beaches are golden,

Where there´s quirk & charm in everything olden,

Where the good food has it´s certain reputation,

Where tea & crumpets, are toff´s daily fixation,

Where politics is democratic & Oh so very fair,

Where dreadlocks walks with blonde flaxen hair,

Where people dress so well & in colours so bold,

Where all tots are poured big & beer´s always cold,

Where at Eurovision contest, they sing the best song,

Where Royalty struts regally & they never do wrong,

What is it about the Brits that I love so very much?

Back-off all you doubters, the UK you cannot touch,

So put away those pointing & accusing sharp fingers,

For when you´re on that Isle, you stay & love to linger,

So tell me, have I got it wrong, or am I just a total freak?

Or are my banal scribbles, just merely tongue in cheek?

CRAZY LOVE:

Please come play with me, upon the edge of lost reason,

We´ll run, through the alphabet, of blind unknown seasons,

We shall swim in pink skies & we´ll fly in mauve icy oceans,

And the whole world will laugh, at our odd crazy emotions.

 

We, undiagnosed by the medics, & by the world undetected,

Our love running wild, leaving no one aside & none unaffected,

All fingers are pointed & smirks masked, behind hidden hands,

But what the hell do we care, as we run through strange lands?

 

We shall run with red suns & we shall swoon with blue moons,

We shall howl with wild wolves & then, we´ll toss wooden runes,

And then, sky-clad we´ll dance, with wicked imps, pixies & elves,

As we have no one else to loves us, it´s now just our sweet selves.

 

Our strange love is euphoric, unique & it´s totally crazy & mad,

But we don´t give a “monkeys” because we don´t recognize “sad”,

We shall don our red dancing shoes & step out, in crazy mad whirl,

And know that there´s someone like us, who loves, in this crazy world.