Be My Rock

Leaves blow away and weather will change
Holidays will pass in joy
Tragedies and trials pass in sorrow and woe

Animals and plant die out and away
Humans move on to another life
And very few people have little to say

They say each person can make a difference
I add But only if you try

They say that they love their neighbors
But yet they argue sue fight and cry

They are full of words and faith
Yet work doesn't accompany them

You are full of actions
They are your words

The love you show all
And compassion you present
Is startling to behold

You do make a difference in a life
My life is changed forever more

Our paths will part for a year or two
But maybe, just maybe the will join
Oh I can imagine the cheer

The leaves might blow but the rocks stay till
Please my love be my rock and I will be yours
For my life is always spring when you are close.

The Recipient Mindset

We're born to cry and whine.
Grow to demand and serve.
Live to acquire and consume
and die to receive a heavenly end

and everything imaginable
fits neatly inside
the recipient mindset.

Weird Chocolate Dream

What a weird dream
I dream of toblerone
but I wasn't eating it.
Instead using its wrapper
to answer a school quiz
 
There in the questionnaire
just written some persons' names
of heros and political figures.
 
So started writing in the chocolate wrapper
skipping some questions
and not bothered to answer some that I don't know.
wrap the wrapper back to the chocolate
as I searched for my toblerone
from the piles of chocolates
on the instructor's desk
I was not able to find it again.
I don't know what to fill on the blank,
whether to describe the person
or put their date of birth
and submitted it to the instructor
 
I'm about to leave the room
but turned back to the instructor
and asked what should be the answer to those
blanks to be filled beside the names.
then I woke up from my slumber
what a weird chocolate dream

The Zombie Song

The assassin nation , cheers another death
overwhelmingly , while the real enemy
seeks another ploy , to set it's sights on

and the zombie song, goes on and on
about freedom, justice, god and his son
who says to us now, blessed is the gun
and bless the killers, we put our hopes on

and the zombie song, just goes on and on,
death and more death, the procession is long,
the brain eating chorus, death rattles it's song
then devours itself, when the prey is gone

but the zombie song, still goes on
and on and on and on.