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My Poems - A few random ones

Posted on 5th November 2009 @ 14:55

Filed under: poems, my poems,

DOES ANYBODY KNOW?

where can i find one?
i've hunted high and low
it must be bloody somewhere
does anybody know?

Has anybody got one?
I'd really like to know
I'm looking for an answer
does anybody know?

Yes I think I've got one!
what's the question though?
what's the bloody question?
does anybody know?

Yes I've got a question,
it's got no answer though!
what's the bloody question?
does anybody know?


POISON OINTMENT

It's positively ridiculous,
when you look at the particulars,
of what they want you to think.

"You are totally powerless",
"WE have all the answers",
They'll shaft you in the stink!

For they have got no answers!
They're cheating bloody chancers!
Civil servants!? I don't think.

So what's their bloody purpose?
To make us their servants?
To keep us in their clink?

I won't fucking have this.
Never was I powerless.
but they've got me on the brink.

They're lurking in the darkness,
And prey on any weakness.
At least that's what I think.

They're pulling on my greed strings,
and tempting me with pretty things,
but somethings out of sync.

'cause something in their "ointment",
stinks of dis-empowerment.
their "help" it's just a jinx.

But rest now in your calmness.
Know YOU have all the answers.
And their boat will surely sink.


THIS LIFE

The meaning of this life?
I know little, I confess,
And the nature of reality,
well probably even less,
But if you seek an answer,
I'll try to answer, none the less,
Let me first though warn you,
on this I have to stress,
another mans answer,
well, it's slightly meaningless,
true answers to these questions,
I think, well I suppose I guess,
true answers to these questions,
are in yourself no less.

So if you've got a problem,
in who you're supposed to be,
look to inner wisdom.
What do you want to be?
And if you've got a problem,
in what you want to be,
look to inner wisdom,
before you look to me,
it's not that i won't help you,
I just want you to be free,
free to be the master,
of your own reality.

And if you find some answers
to the nature of your reality
then understand those answers
are for you they're not for me
i'm not saying you shouldn't share them
i'll listen to them with glee
they may give me inspiration
just don't force them upon me

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