I watched from a distance
As time passed us by
No regrets or wonder
Nor tears in the eye
Visions of grandeur and doing my
thing
Considering children and the happiness
They do bring
Now comes full circle and
justification is asked
What were decisions made that would
last
Two pints of larger and a packet of
crisps
On seconds thoughts make that a
brandy love
It’s time to get pissed
Considered responses not just
plodding along
Kicked that old duke box time for a
new song
Broken wings from birds that don’t fly
Criticised comments and you didn’t even
try
Stuck were you are so blind and don’t
see
I would rather my children follow
none
Not even me
Restricted by mind sets that are
hollowed with fear
Some wanker named Obama and they
cheer
Not for progression or consideration
of youth
But for from the poor children he is
hiding the truth
They wish to be there where he’s
standing tall
Look beneath his feet were
generations still crawl
What can I tell you other than just
stand your ground
For even without words in your
direction lessons are found
You teach when you motion for
another pint of beer
Your showing the younger’s that
alcohol holds no fear
So go where your going the same as
with me
For times and distance shows
differences you see!!!!
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Twelve million empty castles
populated by one
Each is a home in the waiting to
come
No justification for the efforts
that are made
Just increasing sensations of known
roles that are played
Keep the Jone’s entertained and in
style
No time to consider that such things
are vile
Covert not the bible did say
No wonder half the politicians are
gay
Eroded values that are no longer law
Aspects discarded now covering the
floor
Should we legalise murder other than
in war
I wait for such times for that
bastard next door
Social erosions of things coming
fast
No chance of Mohamed teaching in my class
Visions of changes for entertaining
the young
Go read up on history for change is
a gun
Taken at chances to eradicate the
past
For even Obama would have died in
the past
If not for those willing to stand up
and fight
Even though this lead to deaths in
the night
Poor man Martin just wanting to
climb
Didn’t reach no mountain I think you
will find
Peaceful means that were killed with
a gun
Yet we keep lining up like this shit
is fun…..