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The Man

THE MAN

The old man with the bulbous nose
ignores people wherever he goes
he kicks at stones with his big feet
uncaring about who he may meet
on and on he stomps and mutters
always searching in the gutters
clothes now torn with tatters
one can see to him it no longer matters
once he had a job in the mine
and lived on good food and a glass of wine
then he lost the only one who cared
and with who is life he shared
A little stray dog she may have been
but their friendship was a joy to be seen
each day at shifts end
she would be waiting at the gate for her friend
on days when he was home
over the hills close by they would roam
ten years have passed since the day she died
now he has no-one to walk at his side
so on and on he stomps and mutters 
kicking stones and tins in the gutters.
beejaz

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If

If today was yesterday
would I rush to the  mailbox 3 times
after the mailman went straight past?
If today was yesterday
would I trip as I ran to answer the phone
when it wasnt for me?
If today was yesterday
would I have sat alone in the dark
 waiting for the doorbell to ring?
If today was yesterday
Would I have moped around all day
waiting and waiting?
Yes I would have, today is today
and I am still acting the same way

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My Son

My Son

My son walks this earth, a troubled lad,
No help, kindness, understanding to be had
He has become just a shell
Each day for him a living hell.
Somewhere along his journey path
He lost love, hope and the ability to laugh
He smoked cigarettes and drank,
Then even lower he sank
The nasty drugs it seemed
Eased his inner pain, but made him mean.

No money left for clothes food or rent
Every penny on drugs he spent.
He couldn't get work, only the dole
So he borrowed, sold and stole
He did the crimes, and served the time
Release time arrived and same old tale,
No place to rent, no jobs if you're been to jail

What a relief it woul be to say,
'My Son he is black or he is Gay'
Instead for the rest of my life
Every time he gets into strife
Like a loaded runaway train,
I too, will feel his pain.
Love isn't enough it would seem
To keep us all focused, good and clean
Some of us stumble and fall
As others will rise and stand straight and tall
Please just for a moment today
Could you just hope and pray
For My Son and others on the troubled path
Pray that some day they will again love and laugh

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Drugs Dole

Drugs,  Dole,  Dames,  Drink,  Drive.


Day after day no decisions to make,
No reason to get out of bed when you wake.
Find a job they say,  get off the dole!
They don’t realise at school I had a higher goal.
Drugs,  Dole,  Dames,  Drive or  Drink
Are my only choices about what to think.


The politicians sleep on beds so soft and fine,
And consume expensive food and wine.
Budget time give themselves a rise and make it tougher
For those on the dole, whose poor kids then suffer.
My decisions are Dole, Dames, Drink, Drive or Drugs,
With the politicians as the Big-Time Thugs.


Politicians profit from the sales of  Drink and Smokes,
They can afford them, while it keeps us broke.
Drugs,  Drive,  Dole,  Drink or  Dames,
Who is the kids father, what choice of names?
Sometime soon some-one has to break the cycle chain,
Or every-one of us will end up insane.

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Remember Yesterday

Remember Yesterday

I Remember Yesterday well
I remember the good times and the bad
The loving, the fun and hard times
I remember the closeness with family
The busy times of rushing to and fro
I remember the people and places
The work, food and drinks, and dirty dishes 

If you think I live in the past 
Maybe it if preferable to the lonely times
The isolation I feel
The days and nights that drag on endlessly
The visits I wait for that never happen
The food that seems to all  look the same
Taste is not there, its bland, often cold . 

I Remember Yesterday when I could do things 
for myself and not have to wait for help
I remember the flashes of smiles
The sound of childish giggles, sudden hugs.
The door bell and phone ringing
sometimes at the same time
Why would I want to forget yesterday?

I want to Remember Yesterday
It is today, I now want to forget
The feeling of being un-wanted,
un-loved and alone, and endless days
 I want and need to Remember Yesterday

Beejaz