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My Delight

My Delight

A child's first smile, a walk in a park
Cool water on a summers day
A song birds flight, a tasty bite
Good friends that surround me
These are the things that delight me

A cozy fire on a winters night
Holding hands, a lovers kiss
Food on the table, the chicken soup you're making
A well run race, a blistering pace
These are the things that delight me

A dog on a beach, a tasty peach
Good rain, no pain, an on time train
A strangers smile, a flower bright
A sail boat, a coke float, a well told joke
These are the things that delight me

A chance meeting, 
old friend greeting, however fleeting
Thunderstorms at night, hard rain on a tin roof
Warm bed, hot coco, a book thats read
These are the things that delight me

A happy dog, a small green frog
Fresh bread, butter thats melting
The smell of rain on an African plain
A mountain spring, a bird that sings
These are the things that delight me

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World Gone Mad

World gone mad

Shots are fired, young kids expired
Schools are closed, no educators hired
Diseases spread, haven't you read
Land mines sown, too scared to tread
Where will it end, this world gone mad

The seas a mess, plastic detest
Clean the pollution, the only solution
Elephants, rhino, a homeless wino
Corruption rules, a madman drools
Where will it end, this world gone mad

The wilderness is tamed, the land all claimed
Oil prices falling, temperatures soaring
Bombs blasting, religious fasting
Third world dictators, forever asking
Where will it end, this world gone mad

Guns for sale, train left the rail
Planes falling, black boxes calling
Cities flood, covered in mud
Migrants marching, hope ever lasting
Where will it end, this world gone mad

A world of dread, monster under my bed
Famine unfolds, stories untold
A mother mourning, a daughter calling
No food to be fed, she'll soon be dead
Where will it end, this world gone mad

Sabers rattling, old men prattling
Wars unfold, soldiers grow bold, broken returning
Cowards at war, a broken door
Nuclear waste, left in haste
Where will it end, this world gone mad

Seas are rising, not surprising
Glaciers melt, the heat not felt.        
Politicians yawning, fish not spawning
Whales dead, harpoon in the head
Were will it end, this world gone mad

Fossil fuels heating, Opec meeting
Nothing resolved, riches unfold
What have we learnt, the forest all burnt
Climate is failing, our children be wailing
Were will it end, this world gone mad

What can we do, dead gorilla in the zoo
Ignorant youth, electronics a hoot
Eight billion people on a planet for two
Who's the boss, I'm at a loss
Were will it end, this world gone mad

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My Africa

MY AFRICA
 
A dusty street, commuters meet
A taxi crowded, a route decided
Street vendors sell, plastic from China
Fresh fruit, dead meat, flies from hell
A cellphone rings, a message pings
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
Populations swell, polluted wells
Children dying, old man crying
Nobody cares, everyone stares
Gold, coal, a bloody diamond
Everything's traded, lives degraded
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
Guns blazing, wars a raging
No rain, no grain, population with hunger pain
Wilderness retreats where humans meet
Malaria, mosquito born hysteria
Hyena calls, a lion roars
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
Witchdoctor belief, the mans a thief
Muti making, money taken, knuckle bones shaken,
Throw the bones, skinny man quaking
Superstitious dread, powdered vultures head
Goats throat cut, ancestor pleasing
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
Habitats shrinking, a duiker drinking
Rhino horn, elephants tusk, money lust
Charcoal making, our forests forsaken
Aids, ebola, a broken molar
Africa dying, nobody crying
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
Dictator for life, a stupid wife
Life is cheap, broken bodies in a heap
A leopard coughs, a baboon bark
Gangsters fighting, drug addicts scoring
Corruption, consumption, businessmen laughing
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
 
The rains have come, a cowhide drum
Wildebeest mating, zebra migrating
The grass is green, landscape clean
Thunder clap, lighting strike, a stole bike
People sowing, maize a growing
Africa, my Africa, I know so well
 
Choking dust, untamed lust
Political lies, rugby tries, meaty pies
Little round huts, kids in the dust
Fat cows, little black pigs, a cockerel crowing
Turtle dove calling, a blood red morning
Africa, my Africa, I know so well

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My Gypsy Girl

Oh, where is she now, my gypsy girl
I sent her away, away from me
My heart is torn, the fault all mine
My love is taken before, you see
I tried to change it, to make her mine
My guilt, a knife stab to the hilt

Oh, where is she now, my gypsy girl
Two soulmates, two birds in flight
Forbidden love just seemed right
Tropical night, star studded bright
Where is she now, away from me
Illegal love not meant to be

Oh, where is she now, my gypsy girl 
gone away, into the night
Desperate love, all departed 
Heartache, heartbreak, mine alone
My cross to bear, the chains I wear
To change the past, an impossible task

Oh, where is she now, my gypsy girl
I cannot explain the pain I feel
For a love that felt so real
Years have past, memories faded, love never jaded
My body weary, my future scary
Oh, where are you now, my love, my queen.

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A Price To Pay

I still think of you everyday
My heart ache just wont go away
Your ghost will never leave my mind
But I have to leave you way behind
If I want to hold my head up high
And be the man I used to be

I still find traces of you 
When I close my eyes at night
Sleep comes, dreams awake
I watch you breathing deep
I hear your voice in my sleep
I turn but the wind is all thats there

A chance meeting on a wild beach
I thought love like this was beyond my reach
Bright stars remind me of that night
Conflict of heart put to test
Will my mind ever get some rest
A time together way to short

A trail of ashes in my wake
Precious dreams I did break
Broken rules, three souls must pay
A price to dear for innocence 
Turn away from a love felt right
My broken heart the price to pay

Had things been different from the start
Our souls together not apart
What things we would have seen
Every corner of this earth
Our eyes would gaze upon
Holding hands we'd see them all

The hardest thing I've had to do
Was break away from loving you
For two souls I must save
My broken heart the price thats paid
I close my eyes the last I see
Seeing you walk away from me

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Misery

Misery

I ask you not to pity me
Alone in my misery
Wild thoughts in my head
wild thoughts of dread
I drag my feet, like leaden sheet

A lonely corridor to greet me
No where to turn, alone in my bed
I cannot explain the thoughts in my head
My heart is wounded, happiness departed
This cycle of misery knows no shame

Its holding me down, dark thoughts abounding
Tears roll down my cheek, a death to blame
Oh, why did you leave, why did you go
Taken away, away too soon
I stare at your grave, too late i know

Many things to tell, so much to explain
My heart is aching, my body shaking
My voice is quaking, the dead's not waking
Enough said, back to bed
Alone in my misery