2016
2016, hasn’t been a year,
I’ll remember with fondness,
Or I’ll hold dear,
It’s only April,
I’m in a mess,
8 more months,
8 more tests,
Started out,
A little slow,
The first day came,
I was on my own,
Then she sat down upon a chair,
And told me I wasn’t wanted,
I was out of there,
2016, so unkind,
2016, you ain’t mine,
2016, I’d like to see you go,
2016, I don’t want to know,
Then came the news,
A hero gone,
I had spent my life,
Living those songs,
No more stardust,
Or fabled words,
The curse of Lazarus,
Is all that heard,
Tried to find solace,
In a different place,
They didn’t like my papers,
But they liked my face,
I had the choice of two,
But made the mistake,
I went for the colour of greed,
CHORUS
Now the book is full,
No money to burn,
It’s the same situation,
I just haven’t learned,
Got to borrow a debt,
Until the monies earned,
Thank you 2016,
CHORUS
A normal day
Laying on a bed,
As hard as slate and stone,
Looking out an open door,
So far away from home,
Writing down some loose words,
Looking for a rhyme,
The days are long and the nights are dark,
I’m just killing time,
Listening to the emptiness,
That fills the sun bleached air,
Broken by a passing car,
That carries my despair,
The dog that is digging dirt,
Another hungry mouth to feed,
A mother scolding her only child,
For throwing away her greed,
This is a day, a normal day,
This is a life, that will hardly change,
This is a day, we have so few,
This is a day, what can we do?
There’s cattle chewing some backyard,
There’s a baby on a bike,
There are people in an open shop,
Buying all the things they do not like,
There’s a man contemplating death,
And the life that he’s seen,
There’s a picture on an old billboard,
Fulfilling someone’s empty dream,
CHORUS
There stands a young woman,
She’s staring at her hope,
She looks in to the mirrored glass,
For a face she doesn’t know,
Her man is looking for a sign,
That will show him where to go,
The road is long and the path is hard,
But that’s the life that we all know,
CHORUS
Blood on your hands
What makes you think you’re big?
Better than the person,
Who can always forgive?
Better than the person,
Who doesn’t judge?
You think of yourself too much,
What makes you superior?
Than the man on street,
Who holds no fear?
Who walks into the flames?
Because he cares,
You think of yourself too much,
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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG Tag der Veröffentlichung: 03.06.2016 Alle Rechte vorbehalten Widmung:Impressum
ISBN: 978-3-7396-5868-1
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