Seasons change

October 9, 2015

Leaves in big piles
A cool autumn breeze
Seasons are changing


October 8, 2015

Rainy October
Nights are dreary and bleak
Sleeping away fall

The page

October 7, 2015

A blank page stares back
More intensely than an angry lover
More fearfully than a rabid dog
More terrifyingly than your darkest nightmare
But when pen hits it the stare breaks into a smile
Brighter than one thousand suns
More magnificent than the great pyramids
Sweeter than all the candy man has made
For creativity is born in this instant
Bringing something out of the nothing
And into this world

Democratic Process

October 6, 2015

The night was getting old
The bar door pulled open
Weighing less than expected
Almost creating a welcoming environment
As I stumbled into the dank dark bowels
Of yet another complete dive
Pulled up on a stool that was older than I
Sat the bar stool prophet in all his greyed glory
Stale beer and stale breath accompanied his tired smile
Tonight as I grabbed the empty stool next to him
He turned and stated
“These elections are all the same
From Afghanistan to America, from Zimbabwe to Zaire
It’s all just money in and wasted breath out
When are people going to realise
Democracy is like the everyone’s a winner model
Only instead of winning, you get to give your opinion
On whose bad policy should screw you
And which problem you want for the country next”

Election 2015

October 5, 2015

Empty promises
Plastic smiles
Lies through teeth
Speeches for miles

Day in and out
Three to pick
Each ones lies
Make me sick

Current power
Is the worst
The other two
Won’t fix the curse

It’s a rat race
No one will win
Picking any
Seems like a sin

Clean your room

October 4, 2015

No no no no no no no no
I will not cannot won’t
No no no no no no no no
I shall not will not no no no
No no no no no no no
I cannot will not won’t won’t won’t
No no no no no no
I should not could not no
No no no no no
Maybe not probably not nah
No no no no
I wouldn’t couldn’t shouldn’t no
No no no
I can’t I might I don’t know
No no
Stop asking
Okay fine I’ll clean my room


October 3, 2015

I want to kiss you
To touch you and to feel you
Every single day