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The value of my name


The value of my name
is slipping by the by.
I have no reason to lie
as those selfish so and so’s
are lining their pockets with gold
and I have no way of being part of their graft
as my name no longer bears that brand
where human existence gave a fellow life traveller
a reasonable chance to share
upon this once so honourable land.

Take away a humanity’s care
for their fellow compatriots
on this golden space in time,
next you are at war
or violence on your own small isle home shores.

July 11th, 2013
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Man continues regardless


Suspect arising out of barren lands
supposedly prospecting
for the richly needed gold –
oil not anywhere now to be found.

Life so short mysteries defy
and yet man continues to buy and sell,
as worthless his soul,
to whoever he can.

War rages, men at a loss
difficulties at home
and yet salvation on a cross saves no-one
but their memory of long ago
and that too a mystery but by whom?

So go ahead
search for that precious earthbound need
but you in your endeavours
caused all depletion losses
with your own greed.

Saved by the bell,
but who has it held?
Certainly not at a visual level
otherwise someone would have told.

July 10th, 2013
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Possible Phase Change


Possible solution
possible phase change
who has the power
inside that of you?

Part of the physical
has an emotional response.
Part also the mind is the answer,
question is the process
to know more of you.

Find the answer you require
step by step so as not to exhaust,
but transpire.

July 10th, 2013
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No hope of change


Don’t know how the world goes
but surely not this way…
tragedy, mayhem
no prayerful attempt to change greedy thoughts.
They appear to seduce us all
among those westernised views.

No hope of change
Despair on its way
Criminal activity explodes on our air waves.

Who has our clue?
Who knows?

God, please advise
I know not what to do.

Go help your sinner
that thief inside your brain,
the one who prefers negativity of thought
to rule supreme.

July 8th, 2013
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The Postman comes knocking – Be careful what you ask for


The postman comes knocking
he comes but once a year
no sign of him before that date —
As a birthday it arrives
that parcel present he brings
with so much humour and good cheer.

However of late
that date has gone by
but of this person so humorous and caring,
who do we know as such, do we care
but for this late arrival
his message unbeknown is very, very clear.

Life of the postman has died
his trail unknown by all
except that he brought with him a message
one to our heart, infected with love and cheer.

So what of our community
prior to his coming,
it made no attempt at humour
in fact solemn and gravely despaired.

I want another person like our postman dear
to call upon this village community
to allay away our fears…

Someone strong and vital, comfortable to travel far.
Someone with a most caring heart, one who likes all
and considers not their standing, their financial status
or bearing within our own.
Someone very forthright
comfortable around glum and despair.
Surely no other on our planet
has another Jesus to spare.

July 7th, 2013
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