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i am the dissident poetician...i tear down fences with sardonic sardines and metaphysical cucumbers

Thursday, March 16, 2017

THE TRUMAN SHOW HAS GOT TO GO BEFORE THINGS START TO BLOW UP


Wolves once disguised as sheep
Now in wolve's clothing
All pretense now stripped
I can feel their leering eyeballs
Pointed at the small of my back
But the knives are blunted off
As if by grand design or providence
There are psychic channels to feed
And manufactured truths waiting for mass consumption
Contestants to be be voted out
When survival is paramount for a free ride
Courtesy of a woman trapped inside the Truman Show
And the show must go on forever
As there are deep pockets to line
And somebody's heart is pulled apart
So piece by little piece of the child inside dies
He has a pure heart and been truthful for far too long now
Must learn to lie to protect himself from the others
Whose lies have derailed him from his purpose
Of revolution and universal spiritual growth
Been an infant laughing stock for over three long decades
Sold as novelty in a long line of washed up products
Without the slightest hint of a disclosure statement
And ethics were out the windows at the show's premiere
But god and his minders had better watch out
The once helpless, cute little puppy is evolving
And he has set his sights for the jugular
So he's not stopping until he kills off his detractors
With a cocktail of truth, determination and kindness
May the fun and games begin and rebellion be in full flourish

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

CRUEL KINDNESS

The calm before the storm 
The leaky tap about to burst 
Though the blanket is warm 
The draft from it’s mouth is worst 
No clue on social norms 
Sure she says lots of words 
But it’s stark raving mad 
All the nonsense we’ve heard 
When she stops we’ll be glad 
For things she says are absurd 

You gotta be cruel, not so kind 
Her momma’s always on her mind 
Interruption: her greatest crime 
It’s non-stop almost all the time 

She’s driving me out of my mind 
Things she says so out of line 
She’s treading a very fine line 
I can no longer be so kind 

Born into privilege 
There’s so much that she’s yet to learn 
She sure does hate witches 
Would have them all condemned to burn 
She’s so fucking damaged 
Never had to lift a finger 
She loves things pre-packaged 
She’s surely on to a winner 
My ears need to be stitched 
And fully doused in paint thinner 

You gotta be cruel, not so kind 
Her momma’s always on her mind 
Interruption: her greatest crime 
It’s non-stop almost all the time 

She’s driving me out of my mind 
Things she says so out of line 
She’s  treading a very fine line 
I can no longer be so kind 

You gotta be cruel, not so kind 
You gotta be cruel, not so kind 
You gotta be cruel, not so kind 
You gotta be cruel, not so kind 

Dishing out some cruel kindness 
Dishing out some cruel kindness 
Dishing out some cruel kindness 
Dishing out some cruel kindness

Saturday, December 17, 2016

MEEK MAN'S RETRIBUTION

From the edge of nowhere, I got thrown into a world so cut throat and unfair
Now people stop and stare when I swear out loud, in the jaded grip of despair
Most people wouldn’t dare venture down this path, would rather sink piss instead
Honesty is so rare, peace of mind never lasts, that’s why I’d rather be dead
Than have to tolerate all the pathetic stories that get thrown my way all day
Such is my twisted fate, no wonder I’m always weary about the shit people say
Such a bitter cynic in a world in a world so dark and twisted where nearly everyone’s sick
Shortest end of each stick when it’s about survival of the fittest, artery walls clogged, so thick
Lacking in decency, all their tricks I can always pick, false energy, sharpened tip of the fit
Losing my sanity bit by bit, lies instead of wit, no loyalty, all about the next hit

This is my life, always in strife, such a blessed fate, everything’s bright
Taken for rides without headlights, now filled with hate, turn to the knife
Unpleasant sight: the aftermath, the weak man’s fight has taken flight
Well deserved plights? Yes, carnage lasts into the night, no wrong or right?

Thickness of a cross hair is the average intellect of most people out there
Illiterates everywhere even though we hedge all bets on rule sets, not so rare
In a developed world full of fools who throw away all sense and potential 
Lost boys and damaged girls who chase dead ants like it were cool and something special
Ribbons for them to twirl, such ungraceful gymnastics done by those so plastic
Entitled like an earl to die via beheading, need for extreme tactics
To wake them the fuck up, before they get eaten up by a scene so corrupt
Screws loose and missing nuts, cracked wall, no one can stand tall when stuck in a deep rut
Pick up cigarette butts when we’ve depleted all funds, standing under dead sun
Getting on is a must, don’t care if we come undone, better off if we run

This is my life, always in strife, such a blessed fate, everything’s bright
Taken for rides without headlights, now filled with hate, turn to the knife
Unpleasant sight: the aftermath, the weak man’s fight has taken flight
Well deserved plights? Yes, carnage lasts into the night, no wrong or right?
Words could never express the level of my despair when dealing with the mess
Even the best of the best start to cross over some lines when there’s no respect left
For themselves or old mates, though they don’t enjoy the wait, they mess with others’ fates
Trying to feed them bait made by a bad performance, all so boring of late
There shall soon come a day when I can stand up, be strong, tune of a different song
No longer when I lay down when everything goes wrong, had the strength all along
Do these words ring empty? Will the vultures be sorry when they’re no longer free
To walk all over me? When they simply let me be the way I want to be
They can’t take advantage of my generosity if I snap finally
Become really angry despite pleas for calm and peace, exploitation shall cease

This is my life, always in strife, such a blessed fate, everything’s bright
Taken for rides without headlights, now filled with hate, turn to the knife
Unpleasant sight: the aftermath, the weak man’s fight has taken flight
Well deserved plights? Yes, carnage lasts into the night, no wrong or right?

Monday, December 05, 2016

NEEDLE IN THE HAY

Trapped between a rock and a hard place, coming last in a fast race
Doctors talking bullshit to your face, saying Clozapine is safe
But don’t you listen to what they say, fly away to a better place
I am here to be your ace of spades, make the fuckers go away 
Won’t you listen to my master plan, let’s meet halfway in dreamland
We’ll both do all that we fucking can, leave nothing to random chance
Our life choices are in our own hands, no more chemicals to enhance
Our enjoyment of life itself, banned books upon a broken shelf
Taking us one more step towards hell, with many demons to dispel
Time to listen to nature’s bell, start to be strong again as well

Needle in the hay, life’s just a game we all play
We have gone astray, time for both of us to change
When things go our way, there shall come a better day
When ourselves we face, all that’s not OK becomes OK

The path we’re on is of concern, a garden with no earthworms
Many lessons for us to learn, or else our frail minds will burn
Don’t reach the point of no return, like ashes left in an urn
From all false pleasures we must turn, if it’s freedom we do yearn
Health and happiness we deserve, upon this beautiful earth
Instead of moving in reverse, time to finally give birth
To new beginnings, start winning at all the things we’re doing
As the roulette wheel keeps spinning, raise a toast to clean living
We just have to start believing, may we both start conceiving
Of a time we don’t just give in, harness power from within

Needle in the hay, life’s just a game we all play
We have gone astray, time for both of us to change
When things go our way, there shall come a better day
When ourselves we face, all that’s not OK becomes OK

Sure there’s a high mountain to climb, a blind man leading the blind
With many obstacles in line, what a fucking waste of time
But what’s the point in getting high with the real world to deny?
All the tears you’ve ever cried from the pain you’ve felt inside
Is no excuse for doing this, temporary kind of bliss
We shall see in the clearing mist all the beauty that exists
Outside a world that’s hit and miss, time to give it all the flick
Like an insect upon your wrist, live as if you want to live
Yes, face the world without poison, fresh start in a new season
May love itself be the reason, an earthly kind of heaven

Needle in the hay, life’s just a game we all play
We have gone astray, time for both of us to change
When things go our way, there shall come a better day
When ourselves we face, all that’s not OK becomes OK

Thursday, December 01, 2016

WE ARE ALL FLIES DANCING TO THE RHYTHM OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION ON A PILE OF DOG SHIT

I hate human beings (oops I mean SCUM) so much. we are excess baggage: flies standing on a mound of shit feasting upon all it's toxic delights while killing one another over a pot of gold, a barrel of oil or a useless shiny mineral. We are well and truly FUCKED and all of us should be forced to be subjected to involuntary euthanasia! Such is the level of devolution we've undergone in the past how ever many years we have inhabited the earth. We started off as cavemen and we are still caveMEN. Only thing is that instead of clubbing one another to death, we simply drop (not so) smart bombs on another, bringing widespread destruction to innocent women and children, and in the process, liberate them. Yes liberate them from their lives. We also dump food when people are starving. The list of atrocities against nature and one another goes on and on. I am disgusted by human nature and can't believe I haven't gone out in a blaze of glory or stabbed every shithead, on my hit list, who have ever fucked with me, in the eyeball with a dirty hep C infected syringe. The only thing that has held me back is compassion I guess. Never take someone's kindness for weakness for they may one day snap and you could be on the receiving end of a calculated massacre, with all deserving fuckheads swatted out of existence like the flies that we are. Never take kindness for granted. It has both the power to heal and save lives but also to destroy them if it is exploited and taken advantage of. Even nice people snap and when they do, it happens in a gargantuan way. Just food for thought for all us cretins out there. Furthermore, we are all despicable in one way or another. Yes, as a species, our behaviour is totally and utterly disgraceful. The sooner we die out collectively, the better for the future survival of all other species on this increasingly uninhabitable earth and mother nature herself! (End of angsty rant)

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

THE GREATEST GIFT OF ALL

Hey there girl with the cool tattoos and cricket obsession
I've never met anyone else quite like you in all my life
And I mean that in a good way, with the utmost of sincerity
Your kind heart warms my heart like a beautiful bonfire
And your beautiful words make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside
You made many promises to me that took my breath away
As you offered much more than I feel I deserve to have
You told me that I was the miracle that came into your life
Just when you thought you'd be alone for the rest of your life
Surrounded only by cats and memories of relationships gone wrong
Well, there's something you should know about miracles
While I was saving you from your past, you were busy saving me too
I wouldn't have the will to carry on if not for you in my life
Without you my life would be so lonely and oh so empty
You mean more to me than the moon and the stars and the sun
If I had the strength, I would move mountains for you
If it meant that you would be happy and free to do as you please
You are my ray of sunshine in an otherwise bleak existence
You light up the night when darkness engulfs all and sundry
The spark of hope I've been searching for to make me feel alive
The most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me
I don't care that you're going to win a medal for laziness
In fact, I think it's cute that someone could put so much effort
into not making much of an effort to move much at all
If I had gold medals to give away, I'd give you one for kindness
It needs repeating because that's one of the best things about you
That you care enough to give me the things I need when I'm down and out
But what you've given me cannot have a price put on it
Much more than I can do justice to with just some mere words
You said you couldn't give me the world or the sky
But you've given me both in ways I never could have imagined
Just by being there for me, you saved a life that was going nowhere fast
There would be not have been a world or sky in my reality any longer
If not for you appearing in my life just when you did
It was on Christmas day that we first laid eyes upon on another
And even then I could tell you were different, stood out from the rest
More decent, more honest, more caring and more beautiful inside and out
I cannot even to begin to express in words all your positive traits
Please don't go changing for anyone because you're perfect as you are
If I was God and had crazy powers, I still wouldn't touch a hair on your head
You are well and truly the best thing that has ever happened to me
And I will never do anything to hurt you, that is my promise back
You will hold a special place in my heart for all of eternity 

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

GUARDIAN ANGEL

Do you ever think we were meant to be?
Do you believe we are both what the other needs?
It feels so special, like you were sent to me
To save a life that wasn’t worth living indeed
Your loving nature and kindness sets me free
Doesn’t it feel good now you’ve had a good feed
Of the positive vibes between you and me
You shall keep on reaping for sowing indestructible seeds
For i shall always be there to shelter you from extreme heat
Don’t even care if i get all cramped up in my feat
Most people I get wrong when I try to read them
They all fail to treat me the way I try to treat them
With common decency and a fair degree of kindness
It seems I’m plagued with a naive kind of blindness
You're the same and give arseholes too many chances
That’s when truth get pissed on and bullshit dances
But we do nothing because we’re both too passive
No wonder we always feel like giving humans hateful glances
When we snap, the death toll will be shockingly massive
That much I can pretty much damn well guarantee
If unscrupulous lowlifes keeping on fucking with you and me
Even nice people can snap when it’s not funny anymore
That’s when all compassion goes out the door
We’ve both had dark thoughts, been there before
The state where you can’t trust anyone or be sure
If you’ve got a single friend in the world at all
But together we shall find our way upon the shore
It’s not the time to hide indoors behind dark walls
It’s high time we both stood up so fucking tall
With one another’s support we shall never fall
We could leave for dreamland in mutual disgust
And never come back to this cruel world ever again
That way we can never betray each other’s trust
And while it’s true we’ll fight every now and then
Nothing can tear us apart, not even stupid drugs
For these intense feelings can't be swept under the rug
Like they had been by silly little me for far too long
Before i stopped singing the spineless coward’s song
Meeting you have helped me to stand up strong
Made me no longer want to be dead and gone
Your kindness and compassion has really made a difference
That’s why I believe we never met by accident
It was all because of a so called “terrorist” incident
Involving knives and the pent up frustrations of a dissident
No longer content to just accept abuse and not fight back
You are always there for me when I’m under attack
Your honesty and decency helps to restore my faith
In a humanity I have now really come to hate
You are my confidant and guardian angel from above
You still have love in your once shattered heart
Even though you life’s been extremely sad and tough
I knew that you were different from the very start
You may not think it but you are really talented and smart
With supersonic hearing you could break things apart
Be two steps ahead to fire in but one poisoned dart
Just like the stealthy ninja you have now come to be
I thank you wholeheartedly for always listening to me
You saved a life not worth saving, quite some feat
Because of you I shall never bow down again in defeat
I’m so glad we both made it through our darkest of periods
I don’t care if you’re a bit crazy, to be serious
I’m quite the nutter myself sometimes, to be honest
I can’t wait for Wednesday, the start of the season of harvest
We can finally forget about other people's bullshit and the rest
Seeing each other all the time will simply be best!