Out of sight is not out of mind
But you have to be cruel to be kind
Nurse the heartache if you want to survive
Put yourself first in order to stay alive
When common ground cannot be found
Travel your own path, stay safe and sound
When basic communication has broken down
Pack your heart to the other side of town
Cut the cord and leave them behind
Step to one side and you will find
You have to be cruel to be kind
But out of sight is not out of mind.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.
Cut you out of my heart?
How can I imagine doing that?
My heart is you, you are my heart
You are in every part
From the first to the last
From the finish to the start
From the pulse throbbing through each vein
Till the very last drop of blood to remain
Each heartbeat sighs your name over again
Cut you out of my heart?
If only it was easy as that
You are impossible to live without
But you act as if you could not care less
My life without you is meaningless
I have to operate to clean up this mess
I never want to cry, never be hurt again
Never lose sleep, never risk going insane
Once and for all cut out the unbearable pain
Cut you out of my heart?
Take a scalpel, slice my chest apart
Grab my beating heart, cut it clean out.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.
Your land mass is 4x bigger
Your population is 6x larger
Your wealth is 10x larger
Your army is 5x bigger
Pick on somebody your own size.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.
Born free … then forced to live in captivity
Born free … then forced to live in poverty
Kill the oppressor and be born again, born free
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
Take the precaution to know your enemy
Or you will pay with your life and liberty
Rise up and defend your home and family
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
The enemy is anyone who bogs you down in mediocrity
The enemy is anything that blocks your creativity
Break free when they try to suffocate your humanity
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
Control the narrative, that is half the victory
The winner gets to write his version of history
Fight like a lion to kill the brutal enemy
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
Bullets and torture are used to enforce their policy
They commit war crimes with impunity, without mercy
Fight to the end, with your last breath shout ‘Liberty!’
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
Changing their slogans is part of the strategy
Their marketing sells the victim as the enemy
Take over the narrative and set yourself free
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
The weak have no hope of winning equality
The meek will inherit the dirt, buried by tyranny
You must kill to take back your country
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
Rise up and annihilate your enemy
Swim in a sea of their blood to be free
It is the golden rule of history
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!
(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.
Every little thing in this world
Fashion, industry, technology, science
Everything develops, moves forward
People run around, trying to keep up;
The latest titbit, the shiniest, the must have
To die for, gimmick, gadget, toy
The essential thrill, can’t live without;
So new, so modern, so civilised, a million years
A million miles away from the furthest jungle
A miracle that the ape became a Man
And the man developed a civilisation;
Things change, evolve, mature
Everything apart from Human Nature.
You think you are civilised?
Cultured? Educated? Refined?
Your hoity-toity airs and graces
A touch away from the Beast;
You are two steps away
From the darkest jungle
You are seven meals away
From being a cannibal;
The call of the wild
Bite, tear flesh, taste blood
Extreme measures taken to safeguard
Your belly, your ass, your dick
But above all your pocket;
There is but ONE truth
You are an animal, a beast
King of the jungle, you MUST rule
Lord it over every creature;
Things change, evolve, mature
Everything apart from Human Nature.
Take off, sail the stars, create new Markets
Colonize the planets, organise slave labour
Bondage dressed as Democracy, Freedom, Progress
The biggest guns rule the Heavens;
The money-men buy/create new technology
Soft/hardware to keep them ahead, on top
Their children will inherit, born to rule
Part man/machine, Time will bow before them;
Gleaming, glittering cyborgs, bells and whistles
Running around, trying to keep up, the must have
The latest stimulant, to die for
The can’t live without, the old, old story;
Things change, evolve, mature
Everything apart from Human Nature.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.
The neglected dead flowers, the broken vase
The last argument, the last words said to my wife
“Am I supposed to stick my head up your arse
And walk behind you for the rest of my life…?”
(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.
Fuel with every breath
Apply a blowtorch to mortality
Let there be death
And then — Immortality!
(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.
Why should we limit our Selves by only paying homage
To the lower-class man paid to die fighting his counter self
A mindful man may show as reckless a courage
Daring to enter into the abyss of himself.
(wordplay with W. B. Yeats).
(c) Satori Publishing, 2018.
Since the dawn of time scratching the head to ignite
Trudging daily on the treadmill to preserve the spark
The very last thought is like the switching off of a light
No-body is conscious of the worm in the dark.
(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.
Shame? Depression?
Sit alone and cry?
Lay down and die?
Your fault you were broken?
No! No! No! Know this —-
The break is not weakness
You live to fight another day
The fracture will set stronger
AT THE POINT IT WAS BROKEN
Stand up!! A complete person
God’s creation, a thing of Wonder!
(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.
Be an Artist
Be a god
Create your own universe
Create your own creatures
Breathe life into the chapter and verse
Your progeny, your features
Be a god
Be an Artist.
(c) Satori Publishing,2017.
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
When you want to get away from every vulture
Take a trip to Lahore, city of historic culture
The jewellery quarter has diamonds and pearls
But nothing as precious as the golden girls
All the parks have peacocks strolling on the lawns
All the gardens have ladies parading their finest gowns
The flowers in bloom will make your heart sigh
You can have heaven without having to die
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
Early in the morning when Lahore is bathed in sunshine
Or at dusk when she seems to be wearing silk so fine
Listen and recite, there’s a poem on every street corner
Every sight and sound sings a song in her honour
Taste the food so lush it has certain powers
Her perfume is sweeter than all the flowers
Every pretty girl you see will make you cry
You can have heaven without having to die
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
Every sense, every emotion magnified
Every nerve in my body electrified
I am wired to every star in the sky
My heart is a kite ready to fly
If you want further proof
Meet me up on the roof
Look at all the sweet angels walking by
You can have heaven without having to die
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.
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