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WORDS

WHALE SONG

With such gentel grace your size a deception.
you sing your songs spanning the vast inner
space of oceans deep.
Who can deny a mothers love as you guide,
steer protect and nurter a babe so fragile.
Such strength and might,yet slow to anger.
A strength only used to protect one so young.

pushed to the edge,extingtion a constant danger.
Surley the crime cannot be denied.
at mans hands,your blood runs turning
sea blue to a viseral red.
Once again man in his mighty ignorence shows
short sighted ressolution as species by species
our destruction we spread,
in our haste we lay waste to our very soul.

This Life

Urban street kid,working class blue coller.
Father heavy handed,his anger at the world
ready to vent on wife and son with steady
rythem beating the boys chest his drum.
Violence in the family,a secret well kept.
Still and all when gone left nothing but
a sad sad song.

Hard times,growing up lean yes lean but never mean.
Newspaper folded a sturdy sole dose make.
When in shoes grow holes larger day by day.
Dont say a word,mum he knows dont need the pain
the guilt,just coss there aint no honey.
pray it dont rain.

Twelve years old the lesson soon learned.
labour bought and sold winter nights cold.
a mothers choice heating or eating.
The seat of learning a world less engaging,
tediose and borring the road was calling.
Sixteen sleeping bag rolled hair to the shoulder
Hendrix in his ears.
Thumb outstruck his ticket to lifes highways.

The boy in the man even now searching
for a father erent.
The old man dying searching still for the son
left behind.




Teach The Children

Black white yellow brown,christian mouslim hindu jew.
You tell me your god is better than mine,
then you use his name in hate just becuase i dont
pray the same as you.
Man woman child,we all got a point of view.
Dont tell me yours is right till youve lived a life with mine.
One and one is two,two and two is four,where when and
how in itself is not enough.
We need to teach the children to tolorate the other point of
view and modorate there fears of things they just dont
understand.
We need to teach the children to get on through,get on
through to the other side.




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