Broken Dreamers

Does anyone deserve to love themselves more than they are loved ? / I may welcome you / history may not / ease that haunting harassing indecision / untether the struggle / silent training screaming / who is the worlds greatest whore? / if everyone loved everyone would we all be Christ? / or new men singing old blues / a minute passes then strikes again / broken dreamers beg for more abuse / the barracudas mutant hunt scanning / the philanthropists cold steel hole / lacking the honour to be stuck in the wolfs easy stride . Azab

Almost Free

and we dance , we dance / towards a never coming tomorrow / come play in my sugared raptness / Ah! Imagination / the souls curious stroll / almost free / unstuck from lifes awkward gait / footprints in the snow / easily followed to the feeding of my gorrilla / leave greed and it’s bastard offspring poverty behind / slap reality hard and playfull / almost free / let me feel the textures of your dreams / taste your shivers / wander deliciously / keep me almost free ! / on my knees worshiping at the alter of your sweet delta / stillness shakes between where there is no space / on truth’s naked unabashed stare / and we dance , we dance / tiptoeing on long journeys hesitations / almost free / and return to where ghosts show themselves / dressed in all their old fashioned finery / can they not shop somewhere else / are they held? / in prisons of circumstance / almost free / and we dance , we dance / out of reach / of the selfish la de da’s indoctrinations / will the wink and nod corruption that you so adore / set you almost free / and leave the seat down and freshly polished as I do. Azab

God Lives Not

God lives not in man / He/she exists in spite of him / souls cry when the spade cuts the ground / devils smile at the pills salty taste / wanton charlatons with unsteady aim / peering through rifle scopes selfish sights / life’s storms rage / only able to blur unobscured indescretions / succulent fools live in mannered shadows / jewelled mortality stings / slowing to a silent crawl / screaming standard phrases / mistaking loudness for meaning / do not cry needlessly / I will stand the fall. Azab

Immigrants Sons and Daughters

Immigrants Sons and Daughters / pasted between two worlds / slapped into life during histories upheavels / we sing our anthems proudly / learning more along the way / power in history / power in culture / we steep in our ancestors honour / mourn humanities unadvertised atrocities / ancestors never known / bones in nameless graves / backs bloodied beneath the staves / where police and politicians became criminals / learn to be hard on ourselves / the truth hides and strays / mans corrupting ghosts haunt paternal witnessed horrors / anytime now / silently wishing / hoping / humanities comfort contains its’ slashing greedy discharge / they walk across the water / taste freedoms intoxicating burdens release / memories of mans brutal capabilities ooze out in nightly sweats / praying their sons and daughters remain ignorant / unexposed to humanities terrors / and will soar on freedoms fair trade winds / is there monetary profit in honest toil ? / or just resulting meditation / exhaustions planned bliss comforts and corrupts / passes reality by / afraid of stirring up mans incouragable side / the psyches seeds sprout fruit / some ripen sweet some rot / in truths unobstructed stare all possibilities must be considered / immigrants sons and daughteres / pasted between two worlds / histories record continues to skip / stuck at freedoms reluctant departure / police and politicians again become criminals / where will freedom now be able to touch down and rest its’ weary wings. Azab