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Amputation

After years of stop … pause … stay … or go
In dread I came to your room to say goodbye
Gingerly I made small talk … to stifle the cry
Too afraid to ask for one last hug, one last kiss
(My medicine, your magic hug, your healing kiss)
It would have killed me to hear you say ‘No’.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Human Nature

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.

Bye Bye

You are no longer you, and I am no longer I
The you and I of old gone by the by
Face the fact even if it makes us cry
Nothing will change no matter how we try
End it now or continue living a lie
The truth so plain we cannot deny
You are no longer you, and I am no longer I
The you and I of old gone by the by.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Trigger

God appears to the Creative Man
“I will whisper in your ear
And you bring forth a form
For all men to witness.”

The artist, inspired, expresses in words plain
His heart and soul, in all their glory, laid bare
Reveal the Ideal that should be the norm
Mirror the higher power behind the Bliss.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

When You Hear Of My Passing

When you hear of my passing
Will it make you pause … and think of Life gone by
Or will you just shrug, look away, not even a sigh.
When you hear of my passing
Will it touch you enough to squeeze out one tear
Or will you continue to act as if I was never here.

When you hear of my passing
Will you at least raise your hands in prayer
Show the relatives that, deep down, you care.
When you hear of my passing
Will it warm a memory in your cold, cold heart
Will you appreciate my total love from the start.

When you hear of my passing
Slowly read these words that you did not want to hear
Acknowledge the one-way love, and the price paid so dear.
When you hear of my passing
Think of the mothers who poisoned and twisted our Fate
My father and I, you and I, we learn this much too late.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2018.