"Give me a song..."
Pen. Paper. Pablo.
They were all there.
The words were there.
It was all there, but
The song.....
Pen. Paper. Pablo.
They were all there.
The words were there.
It was all there, but
The song.....
Monday 23 November 2015
The unusual lullaby...
"I'm gonna tell God everything", he said.
The life of three summers
Walked the grave...
A hundred corpses
A thousand rubble...
With love, Dylan.....
The life of three summers
Walked the grave...
A hundred corpses
A thousand rubble...
With love, Dylan.....
Sunday 15 November 2015
The hero...
He was a hero, they said.
A brave hero
A valiant hero
Alive from the jaws of death.
A glorious hero, he was
A true hero...
War had no heroes, though
The perished, and the remnants.....
A brave hero
A valiant hero
Alive from the jaws of death.
A glorious hero, he was
A true hero...
War had no heroes, though
The perished, and the remnants.....
The obituary...
The sliced rainbow across the burnt skies
Inexpensive bone china, the poetry of a stale coffee
Your glass, drenched in my rains
The monochrome city streets arrested...
A midnight dream, napalm wrapped, forgotten in
The jihad of a crimsoned Quran.....
Inexpensive bone china, the poetry of a stale coffee
Your glass, drenched in my rains
The monochrome city streets arrested...
A midnight dream, napalm wrapped, forgotten in
The jihad of a crimsoned Quran.....
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