Are you depressed ? or maybe recessed or is it depression then it could be a recession People walk around with their head in the clouds The banks they won't lend us some money to spend so what will we do? who will we run to Our trusty prime minister or should we get sinister? Then let's hang the bankers as they started all this With their money and greed we are all agreed. So please don't report recession of sorts we don't want to know reporters just go
Brian Cee Poet Poetry for Life
end of humanity
fIND OUT WHAT YOUR DOING FIND OUT WHERE YOUR GOING FIND OUT WHAT YOU NEED OF THE PERSON WHO IS ALL KNOWING wONDER WHERE YOU ARE WONDER IF YOU WILL LIVE WONDER IF YOU WILL FIND SOMETHING YOU CAN GIVE WILL YOU FIND WHAT YOU KNOW WILL YOU LOOK AND SEE IT NOW WILL YOU WONDER WHAT IT IS WHEN EVERYBODY ELSE KNOWS jUST PRETEND YOU KNOW JUST PRETEND YOU HAVE BEEN JUST SAY THAT YOU HAVE SEEN NOBODY WILL KNOW THAT YOUR HANDS ARE CLEAN i JUST LOOK AT THEM THERE i JUST LOOK AT THEIR HAIR I JUST STAND ON WITH THEM THERE WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR WAITING FOR HUMANITY WAITING FOR INSANITY WAITING FOR THE END OF IT THE END OF ALL HUMANITY
blaspheme
is there an answer
to the question
that was never said
are words written
in a language
no one understands
was there miracle
held in somebodys
hands
Or did they pretend
about the so called
ten comands
did the money
they raised end
up in the box
Or was it just stolen
by cunning old
fox
What is it we speak of
do we know what
we mean
Be carefull they say,
try not to
blaspheme
Plod On
Private hire or a cabbie
it’s not always fun
out in the rain
and out in the sun
Door open and shut
maccies pizza hut
Drunks scallies and nutters
Picking up fairs from the gutters
Why do we do it? for a crust
Or for a living or because we must
Is it like a sentence? and
behind the wheel is our penance
Oil petrol diesel and gas
no matter what we pay road tax
So as you see it is not all fun
with bills to pay we must plod on
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passionate fires
Love is not a word
that we take very light
As a heart can be broken
both day and at night
With sweet lips you can melt
the heart a woman or man
as far as we remember
when love began
You see loving lips
through your lovely eyes
but what if it’s not real
it may be love disguised
Just you remember
hold each other tight
as you kiss each others lips
and feel passionate fires
May this be the day
your are truly in love
No pretense don’t hold back
Hold and kiss be in love
Leave off the Light
Sitting up with the dog
he has been outside
in the rain and the fog
I gave him a biscuit
and he had a drink But when
he came in he didn’t arf stink
He lay on the matt then started to snore
he seemed to go for a walk
In his sleep with his paws
he was enjoying himself so i left him alone
then when he had finished
he woke up at home
I awoke on the couch myself around three
All alone in the cold
he’d gone to bed without me
So next time it’s foggy and cold of a night
I think I’ll stay in bed
and leave off the light
Copyright Brian Cee
Fastings not a curse
Fasting don’t eat
no food or coffee
befor sleep
Fasting no drink
what do you think
just water to drink
Only fourteen hours
I will have a shower
Go to see the nurse
Fastings not a curse
stop stop stop
People war words
listen befor you act
stop all the fighting
Make a war free pact
Are you realy thinking
about what it is you do
Or do you say the words
and wonder what they do
People die as your words are heard
the fighting starts as you are there
Just say stop please say stop
take your self up to the hilltop
Then scream and scream
stop stop stop
So I wish somebody would listen.
you see what is happening
you feel the cold
you hear the words
But what matters
is the word of the people
The wars begin the guns are sold
rockets fly people die
children get shrapnel
in their skin and their eyes but what matters
is the word of the people
Goverments fight in house
people run to their house
a loved one has lost their spouse
as the bullets are freely given out, but what matters
is the word of the people.
Now don’t worry is what they say
they have a price to pay
we wont fund them anymore
then there will be no more war, but what matters
is the word of the people.
So I wish somebody would listen.
Lost Lost Lost
Lost within the sound
of the lost and the brave
lost within the future
which we all seem to crave
Lost on a planet
that has no future
Lost in a place
that makes you think yes
Lost is the sounds
of the screams of the world
Lost are we all
we don’t know where we are
Lost make you think
why the world will now sink
Lost are we all
Lost lost lost
