I Like Cake

I like cake
I like sweet things
I like those tastes
That on my taste buds sing
But i don't like biscuits
They are far too dry
And the thought of eating mussels
Makes me really want to cry
But i do like cake
Don't even ask me why
It's not as if i haven't even had to try
All those other things that other people seem to like
For i like cake
And cake is what i like.

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Bacon Francis

So shall i kill them slowly
Twisted knives sharp honed by fate
And lay their bodies there before them
Like fresh chops upon a plate?

So shall they kiss oblivion
So shall they learn to dread
The greyest of grim reapers
Whose words burn a bloody red.

So shall i wreak my vengeance
so shall i dim their light
their lives forever fearful
not knowing when i'll strike.

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The Fall Of The Mayan Empire

They slashed and burned the forests
To support their growth of crops
They farmed land till the topsoil
Was by the rains washed off.

The Mayan population
Grew malnourished and then died
And the mighty Mayan empire
Then slipped slowly out of sight.

This farming's being repeated
In rainforests the world wide
Why can't we learn from history?
Why can't we get it right?

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One Hundred Thousand Marching

One hundred thousand marching
One hundred thousand men
One hundred thousand heading
To a place and a time when
One hundred thousand dying
One hundred thousand cold
One hundred thousand praying
Forever young and never old
One hundred thousand lives were lost
One hundred thousand felt the pain
One hundred thousand maimed and slaughtered
And yet those armies march again.

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The Use Of Words

I use the word 'pejorative'
As a lightning rod of kinds
To measure people's intellect
And the brightness of their minds.

In business meetings i will use
Rude words - for just to see
If they are now day dreaming
Or still listening to me.

For the right word in the wrong place
Can make listeners confused
All words have more than meaning
That comes from how they're used

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On The Death Of A Magazine

So, today you are no more
Today your print will no longer
Roll hot off those printing presses
After so many years an icon so they say
But you were just a magazine
And now you’ve had your day
Your name itself, ‘the Bulletin’
Sounds like from another age
When the only media there was
Was just the printed page.

(the Bulletin was first published in 1880 in Australia)

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In The Mirror

in the mirror
my past stands before me
caught like a moth around a flame
mesmerised by
who i am
who i was
who i will be
my youthful imperfections clear
my life and loves in every pore
etched
each mark
each change
a chapter
each look and thought
a footnote
a reflection
a reminiscence
a let me be moment
forget about the day to day
and stand

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Prayer

Do not let the past dictate
My present nor my future fate.

Do not deny how i feel
Engage with feelings - make them real.

Do not let attachments make
My life an endless give and take.

Do not let my anger flow
When first i touch it let it go.

Do not think too much or dream
Of what should be or might have been.

Feel each moment from inside
Embrace just living - being alive.

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Sadness

Its sad when things don't turn out right
But its even sadder when
You build up expectations
So that fate can't be your friend
Its sad when life's not easy
But its even sadder when
You cannot just get on with things
And you're scared to start again
Its not bad that life's a journey
For there's no formula that speaks
Of the balances we have to make
So that we can soundly sleep.

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Soundly sleep

Its sad when things don't turn out right
But its even sadder when
You build up expectations
So that fate can't be your friend
Its sad when life's not easy
But its even sadder when
You cannot just get on with things
And you're scared to start again
Its not bad that life's a journey
For there's no formula that speaks
Of the balances we have to make
So that we can soundly sleep.

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