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Simon Jones Poem
In a time when science rules
Why am i still surrounded by fools
To speak of a book and of faith and hope
Which upon closer inspection the book is a joke
Adam and Eve are just a disease
Implanted in your mind and which you believe
To enquire into anything else is a sin in it self
To spend a life worrying of sinning is bad for your health
If god is kind, caring and always near
You could believe what you want. What would he care ?
But as the churches have learned there is money in fear
A tool perfected over 500 years
Even such a powerful entity as the church can bumble
Somewhere along the way they forgot to be humble
And as new science can now prove
A matter on which the church wont move
Is that of evolution the journey of man
Sorry what part of this theory is hard to understand ?
The warning signs are approaching fast
Through not moving forward becoming a thing of the past
The thought of that never ceases to thrill me
And if god didn't like what I'm doing he'd kill me
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Simon Jones Poem
I hide in the corner behind a cloud of smoke
Then find myself laughing at a strangers joke
For i seemed to have developed a hobby you see
Quietly sitting back watching people be
I don't want to meet them or learn there name
I just sit back and observe like some kind of game
Regardless of how nice they may seem
To meet them would be disappointing and obscene
For good manners are no more
Just look and shopping malls it's like a guerrilla war
Although i do get some joy from strangers action
Like a child eating an ice-cream with gleeful satisfaction
But still i have no need to talk
I'm more than happy to sit and gawk
Tall people, Short people, fat ladies snorting
And my favorite awkward young lovers courting
Its a quiet existence this life of mine
To be perfectly honest it suits me fine
I'm alone but not lonely
For my house is quiet homely
And as long as i have my stranger friends
I will live like this happy to my end.
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Simon Jones Poem
We are but solo figures that walk the department stores
Held captive and enchanted by our capitalist laws
I DON'T WANT TO BUY
I DON'T WANT TO BUY
I Cant be the only one who hears the earth cry !
It's buckling and creaking under the strain
We rape, log and mine and repay in acid rain
How long can we survive
How long can we sustain
The present principle is to keep you thoughts to a minimal
Shop, work, consume and buy more digital
Work six days and forget the kids
They're now educated by a stack of vids
So are you happy with your life of excess ?
Armed with a swath of cards and the need to impress
However there is a middle ground you see
Attainable to both you and me
No credit card bill no new magic pill
Just your family and some earth to till
Live off the land with your own two hands
For that is the true way of man.
No desire for the best
And more than the rest
No keeping up with Jones
Which require vast loans
And leads to mental anguish and pain
So is this your form of bliss
How long can this sustain.
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Simon Jones Poem
Stop wait could this possibly be
Maybe it's not them maybe it's me
Things i find utterly neglect-able
Others find completely acceptable
To slow the advancement of fellow man
To fulfill your own scheming plan
Maybe it's not them maybe it's me
To wear designer sweat shop jeans
Feeling sorry for the hungry on your plasma screen
But you got them for next to free
What do you care who made it you don't want to see
Maybe it's not them maybe it's me
That must be right you must agree
I don't always agree with law
I'm certainly not a consumer whore
Maybe it's not them maybe it's me
If this is the case i do not care I'm free
Free in my social conscience
If you too agree
A peace will come you will see
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Too late ?
I cant relate to these people from the day of my birth.
These ones who rape and pillage the Earth.
I pursuit of the great profit that reigns all supreme.
At the expense of all that’s beautiful and green
But soon the cost will be felt
As the ice continues to melt
When the water starts to come through the floor
That’s not all just wait there’s more!
Cyclones floods droughts so grand
Still we keep our head in the sand
Though the time will come when we have no choice
But to speak out in one loud voice
We only have one foot through the gate
ACT NOW its not to late
To change our selfish, unwise way
And make those most responsible pay
For the Earth is the only home we know
When it’s ruined where will we go ?
Though I fear things will stay the same
There is to much money in this game
Now sorry to end on a negative note
But I hope you can swim
And your house float
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