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Help Family, Help Family
Work hard coz I want real Money so I can help my mummy coz mummy help me when I
didn’t have money.. And mummy was the one who told me ‘‘SAVE for a rainy day’’.. So now
I got a double umbrella so if it rains it doesn’t poor, coz its not about being poor in Today’s
times coz they don’t help the poor and its so much harder to help yourself..
So I help Mummy and not only with money so
mummy can help herself, Daddy, Sis and Bro.
So Daddy can help himself, Mummy, Sis and Bro.
So Sis and Bro can help themselves, Mum, Dad and Me.
So help your Family help Family because you’re a ……!!!!!
By Tallan J Bent
23:23Hrs 17/05/08.
Memories echo off of empty walls;
Pencil marks in the door jamb record heights at different ages;
Squares of whiter paint give proof family photos once hung there.
The oven has been scrubbed clean of past Thanksgiving turkey messes;
Toothpaste splatter has been wiped from the bathroom sink;
For want of a returned security deposit, all evidence of life within has been cleansed away.
Only four replicated keys lay on the kitchen counter.
The bare and empty rooms weep for the family who loved her for a small portion of their
lives…
And yet, are gloriously hopeful of the new tenants just days away from rejuvenation in a
new light.
Full apartments on either side and across her well lit hallway,
Are homes to friends of those who left and strangers to those on their way.
The sounds outside of her open windows somehow enter empty rooms so sad;
Those same sounds are received so joyously when furniture and souls abound.
Do not mourn too long, my empty temptress; laughter and love will soon fill your rooms
once again.
New secrets and new revelations will accompany new pencil marks on freshly painted door
frames.
Apartment 2B will be someone’s home once again.
There are times when this life
Can really weigh us all down
Moments of happiness are just a few and
If you ask me there are not many of those really.
Life most of the time is like a merry go around
Is like a circus and all of us are just the drama clowns
We need to be careful of where and how we walk
And also need to be weary of the way that we talk.
There are so many great things in life that we can do
Sometimes little things we do are more important than big ones
At times we tend to forget how to really bond together
With family and friends and they're such a great part of you.
Life is too precious and short to waste it and that you well know
And family and friends are more valuable to me than pure gold.
Mottled bodies inside and out
Needled veins black and about
Eyes dark through unsleepened nights
Lying in door ways that's about right.
Bottles and tins surround my life
Once i was married, no longer have wife
Kids disown me as i lie there spent
Confused they are where the family has went.
The above is not me, if you don't mind me saying
Its a vision of life, for the ones who start playing
Who take that fork they meet on the road
Again the doorways no family abode.
Many a home in this modern world
Hit by life's Tornado's in never ending twirls
Some see the light at the end of the tunnel
Some down the drain, in a spiralling funnel.
Society seems to breed the above
Are they really the clever, who absorb that first shove
To be an Addict as you walk down that road
Be ever so brave, ignore that goad.
Live strong, live free
An Addicts life is what you don't want to be
Sometimes, don't think of you, think of others
Or they remember you under an earthly cover.
13 July 2011 8:50 pm
Melancholy times are these
Sex and drugs and so called reality tv
Teaching children what young adults should know
Then watching them die and putting them on a show
Pervert them while they are little and young
Then keep them under the camera gun
Show them sex and give them drugs
Put them in rehab and sweep them under the rug
I love tv its not that bad
Even though they show a daughter being raped by dad
We can't beat them so might as well join them
Enjoy the poison and fall beside them
Music is my life you say
But your music preaches death and decay
It isn't that bad our parents used to say
Now look how not that bad has turned out today
WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP
THERE IS POISON IN YOUR CUP
You are blind and deaf and going the wrong way
Stop drinking that poison and throw it all away
But alas my family and I are poisoned too
We are not aligned the way we are supposed to
I am awake but they are not
It puts me in a terrible spot
I have to stand and stand I will
And throw out this poison so my family will heal