Good Times Seemed to Have Left

As i sat right next
He stared, perplexed
Eyes all wet
Life can make you its pet
Situations make you turn left
As all good things left

He had his hand cuffed
Ego slapped
He talked of hope
Hoped situations would be turned
I looked at him and turned
I looked left
All good things seemed to have left

Yes he sat on my right
Said he got into a fight
He was only going through the plight
Of fighting a good fight
When all good things left
And for the dead he was left

He always made his daily bread
In harsh struggles as he was bred
But as the argument bred
The governments hand fled
And landed him almost dead
In blood drenched

They said he was a hooligan
He even had a gun
And he was gunned down
Up the reporters run
The news bulletin had to run

He was just a good gunner
a daily bread earner
Struggling to keep the burner
For the tunnel was darker
Bad times lasted longer

And there he sat looking left
I was at his left
His only mistake was hard work
He turned and stared to the left
As all good times seemed to have left

It Gets Worse

It gets worse
Waking up is easy
dressing in a smile is not.
Hope is expensive
It belongs to the pensive
Walking down a dark road is scary

Not walking is worse
Judging. That's what they do
Empty promise, what they give
Bribes, what they need
Not belonging to them is scary

Belonging is even worse
Blood is not thicker than water
Only if the blood is to be poured
They are all green eyed
To them, your success is scary

Success is worse still
They will expect a lot
You have to give back
Here blood is thicker
But death is scary

Death is the worst
They will fight over the dead
They wish to drown is your sweat
They forget they drenched you in tears
Those blood thirsty vipers!
Watching them in absentia
That is more scary

Don make me say goodbye

Please don't make me cry

Fighting tears i try

Life's hardship. it preys

I don't want to say

don make me say goodbye

Every morning i pray

take the hard way 

i try

mind ravaged, thoughts by

 like a harlots genitals

after a night ugly

fear as time passes by

love whisked away

hours stroll by

ill have to say

goodbye i will say

it might be a pair

life is not fair 

a pair i cannot bear

pain is what i will bear

bare

that's how i walked

into the future i peer

with a sober mind

 i must appear

let go i must

take the road less passed

make pain a past

pray time moves fast

soon it will be a first

 then i run fast

the sad memories past

say goodbye i must

My love is in love

There was a time when she seemed not to have an emotional side,
toughness would only make her an iron lady.
Time and chance does happen to them all, i have realized.
the iron lady is melting in the heat of the moment
i pray is the heat lasts forever.

She is living a teenage dream,
speed dial,that's where his number is located
more like emergency. love does actually have those,
the smile when she reads his text,
cute pink cheeks will make an appearance when u mention his name.
Love is so not choosy, not even with age.
the result?age is now advancing directly un-propotional to the looks.

Glowing skin, lighter heart
ooh and fashionably awesome clad,
weird questions on what make up suits,
late night calls and coming home late.

I am left to play her role
She now plays the teenager in love part
Am not so good a mother so i let her do her thing

I will break his nose if he breaks her heart
I love how she looks younger
how she has many bouts of laughter a day
Love is truly a wonderful thing

Am not sure i will let her go away,
i still want to be her number one love

Ohh yes am selfish
i want to have her for myself
don't want her to go
but its not for me to decide.
I will put my eyes back on and look at her
as i would a friend in love.