SACRIFICE

I am broken,

So you don't have to be

I am everything that's wrong,

So you can be all right

I am dead inside

So that you can be alive

I am this way

So you know the things to avoid

I am like this

So you can be nothing like me

Sincerely yours....

TWISTED

We are all a little twisted

Twisted against our own nature

Twisted against society

Pulling in opposite directions

Caught in between

We are all a little twisted

Falling apart from within

Reaching for distant dreams

Trying to find balance

On a sea of fire

We are all a little twisted

Holding in our truth,

Letting out false truths;

Soaking up little lies

For one is more bearable

To most others

We are all twisted

Blistered on the inside

In need of cleansing

And healing balm

Perhaps even a soothing psalm

The untwisting

Of an aching nerve

THE BIRDS SONGS

I was won by the sound of nature

The beauty of its song

The unison of its melody

The beauty of its peace

That I needed so long

 

I was charmed by the chirping of the weaver,

As I drifted down dreams of a river

That coloured life newer than ever

Dancing on a branch, wooing his lover.

 I too was wooed by his wonder

 

I was calmed by the pigeons coo,

The song of a bird so true

That carried me among the clouds,

Then lay me on fluff that flew

Cleared my heart of rue

I was lifted by the cockerel’s crow,

His declaration that the time now

To stand tall with pride on brow

To forth and good to sow

To work hard and never bow