The price of freedom
is it to much to pay.
To allow someone to come ashore
to live another day.
Allow these people to some dignity
and have a chance at a decent life.
They've suffered enough
they've had enough strife.
Dedicated to the
Friday 9th October 2015 5:59 pm
It has taken ahold of me once more.
Basking and marinating;
my life is in limbo.
At a halt,
with a glance,
and then just as quickly sets as the sun.
Moments are cherished
but then despised with a gun.
Feeling the chambers loaded with each shell,
the thought it so real,
But where does that leave us?
Friday 25th September 2015 3:37 am
Memories of old,
flooding fast through my mind,
some tinged with sadness
and some, sweet sublime.
A fireside reverie shared
with eyes so bright,
an audience of innocence
and excited delight.
The crackling logs
on the fires of time,
the little rapt faces as
you feed them a line.
Of thunder, lightning,
and rain as we run!
Friday 17th July 2015 4:38 pm
Where did you get that hat!?
Folks grind on me each day.
"Keep it off, tis not funny!"
Sorry, but it's staying on this way!
Tis the hat my father never wore
on St. Paddy's day, you'd swore
Tis but me spiked up hair, y'seen
Doused with a lot o'spray on green!
I haven't me a hat, let alone respect;
So I'll bug off with me head erect.
And just as well, I'm on me way
I haven't a shamro...
Wednesday 18th March 2015 1:00 am
I am noise and thought,
I am not who I ought.
I am freedom,
I am fight,
I am the smallest glimpse of starlight,
In the deepest, darkest, stormy night.
Because of fear,
In spite of fear,
The death of hate and ignorance,
Is what keeps me alive.
I speak for the minority,
A voice for words feared spoken.
With ink and web,
My words are spread,
And your weak bullets are broken.
Monday 12th January 2015 3:58 pm