Friday, 4 September 2009
I lose her voice on end of telephone,
disconnected by a silence, are they tapping my attitude.
I lose my resolve in the middle of the day,
I have no urge to participate, or lose my patience
now its afternoon,it no longer rains,
just another day in a safe Great Britain.
The power of convictions verses the power of lies
same old chorus the world still burns,.
Theres nothing new he said all remains the same choreographed slaughtering of those we seek to protect,
Mr Brown your wrong again and i'll explain
dyings hard, causes so much pain
so have some toast ,dont lose sleep, sip some fine wine ,
don't set your alarms , try not to worry ,every day is full of surprises
it does not matter anymore,the more we do, the more they hate,
watch out beware, everything is safe, everything is allright.
memory gains experience, becomes selective.,
Posted by teifidancer at 16:01