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Me and My Shadow

I'm curious about my shadow
in the sun it follows me around,
but if I move into the shade
my shadow's nowhere to be found.

Did light create something dark
or is this a part of me,
maybe it's just my negative
something I don't often see.

I suppose it could be my dark side
being separated by the sun,
in the sunshine I do feel much happier
and I do tend to have more fun.

It follows my every movement
just can't make a move alone,
but if I stand still long enough
my shadow will move on it's own.

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Hell Is Our Home

The distance from Heaven to Hell
is the same as from death to birth,
although Heaven is always above us
Hell has been renamed Earth.

I understand Hell's full of sinners
well there's nobody here without sin,
and we spend our lives fighting off death
though we're grateful for each day we win.

We all want to end up in Heaven
but we're going about it all wrong,
thinking more of ourselves than we do of others
It's been going on far to long.

There is so much love in each of us
and if we realised what it's worth,
we would all put aside our fears and our hate
to make this a Heaven on Earth.

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Reasonable Doubt

Is there really an omnipotent entity
that created all we survey,
with the power that gave us the gift of life
and the rules for us to obey.

Some say that God put us on earth
just to carry out his will,
but we break all his commandments
even teach each other to kill.

People believe the stories
from a book that’s very old,
but transferred into modern terms
a different story is told.

We have the ability to reason
to find out what we don’t understand,
but most religions are standing still
only science seems to expand.

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A Complete Day

When night is done and dawn is here
the moon replaced with a golden sphere,
when all the song birds sing as one
that's when a new day has begun.

The sun that shines through morning haze
will soon become a midday blaze,
this ball of orange light will soon
spread out to meet the afternoon.

The golden sphere now spreads it's web
as day is coming to it's ebb,
the sun will set, and very soon
will be replaced with a silver moon.

The moon casts shadows through the trees
and shines it's light on darkened seas,
a silky sheet of heavenly light
heralding the coming night.

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The Comet

Rampaging through the heavens
never stopping day or night,
a spectacle of a lifetime
a comet in full flight.

Faster than a cheetah
with a tail that's miles long,
bigger than a mountain
so powerful and strong.

The outer ice is melting
causing vapour from the force,
and leaves a trail behind it
as it travels on it's course.

If one should come too close to earth
the atmophere will shake,
with shockwaves reaching to the ground
causing the land to quake.

Scientists say the chemicals
in the dust they leave behind,
could have started life on earth
which resulted in mankind.

I cannot say if this is true
I do not have the right,
but I know no better spectacle
than a comet in full flight.

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Man Vs Nature

The heavens roared with thunder
as lightning filled the skies
was this God getting angry
or Natures big surprise.

Is Mother Nature telling us
the best way that she can
to stop the interference
and abuse she gets from man.

We marvel at her beauty
each time we look around
then dig up all her treasures
from their natural burial ground.

We forget that Nature gives us
all that keeps us living
we take it all and still want more
but never think of giving.

We build across the countryside
progressing every day
but Mother Nature can't progress
for man is in the way.

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Sporting Humour

It maybe the words we use
not something that we see,
that makes it seem so strange
but maybe it's just me.

In cricket you have a square leg
football teams have wings,
with tennis a forearm is smashed
and golfers play with swings.

Then there's American football
played with a ball out of shape,
and athletes run for miles
to see who can break a tape.

Boxers have a ring with corners
wrestlers use a hammer lock,
baseball is played on a diamond
and badminton with a shuttlecock.

Gymnasts always act as though
they are throwing some kind of fit,
and motor racing drivers
have to drive into a pit.

Sport was for recreation
supposed to be just a game,
now they've become big business
and they're not at all the same.

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The Stupidity of War

Most wars are fought by the military
with the starter pistol fired by politicians,
then soldiers are sent out to kill each other
to fulfill some political ambitions.

War is now considered big business
putting young men’s lives at stake,
while counties sell each other lethal weapons
to see how much profit they can make.

Without the uniform this would be murder
but in war you never count the cost,
only when you visit the cemetery
do you really know how many men were lost.

War never has any winners
just brave men trying to survive,
with their wives and loved ones at home
hoping they will come back alive.

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Tom and Jerry

I heard a rustle in the undergrowth
felt thunder in the ground,
my eyes fixed on the corner
as the monster came around.

As far as I could see
he was heading my way,
I hope he hasn't seen me
or this could be my last day.

I got back home but I could see
he's heading for my house,
and then I laughed,it's just a cat
but forgot that I'm a mouse.

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Rainbow

Riding on the back of an angel
travelling on a beam of light,
searching for the end of the rainbow
which always seems to be out of sight.

It seems to appear out of nowhere
but it’s colours are always the same,
and it comes mostly after a rainfall
so I think that accounts for it’s name.

A phenomenon created by nature
at least that’s what i’ve been told,
and i’ve heard at the end of the rainbow
is a magical pot of gold.