A NEW YEAR; A NEW DAWN

The horse is galloping forward on

With lithe beauty, grace and speed

Carrying good tidings this special morn

Bringing on its back a special year indeed

Waiting with trepidation in my heart

Waiting for the New Year with hope

Praying for a refreshing new start

Dear God with the present let me cope

Just as the dark and dirty past

You remove from the recesses

Of my mind which it does haunt

And the New Year’s joys it treasures

As your praise I do constantly chant

The year of the horse named Twenty Fourteen

That is to grow and flourish this year as a steed

With happiness at both ends and in between

Bring to one and all God’s blessings with Godspeed

WHEN 2014 COMES

He'll be comin 'round the mountain, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain,

He’ll be coming 'round the mountain,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain

when he comes, when he comes.

He'll be drivin' six white horses when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

He'll be drivin' six white horses when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain,

He’ll be coming 'round the mountain,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain

when he comes, when he comes.

Oh we'll all come out to meet him, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

Oh we'll all come out to meet him, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain,

He’ll be coming 'round the mountain,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain

when he comes, when he comes.

We will kill the old black snake when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

We will kill the old black snake when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain,

He’ll be coming 'round the mountain,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain

when he comes, when he comes.

We will all have chicken and dumplings when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

We will all have chicken and dumplings when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain,

He’ll be coming 'round the mountain,

He'll be coming 'round the mountain

when he comes, when he comes.

We'll all be shoutin' "Happy New Year" when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

We'll all be shoutin' "Happy New Year" when he comes, when he comes,

when he comes 'round the mountain, when he comes,

We'll all be shoutin' "Happy New Year"

We'll all be shoutin' "Happy New Year"

We'll all be shoutin' "Happy New Year"

when he comes, when Twenty Fourteen comes.

Written with just Two and a half hours to go before Twenty Fourteen comes. 

Happy New Year 2014 to all the invisible readers out there...

THE BEST GIFT THIS CHRISTMAS

The best gift you can give others

During this Christmas season

Is to love them like their mothers

Love them even if there is no reason

For it is the Christmas season

What then could be a better reason?

For God so loved the world

That he gave us his son

To turn base metal into Gold

But base metal we always will be

For we continue to kill him

As we kill the love within us true

So let’s give God and Man

A gift this Christmas season

The best gift we possibly can

The gift of love without reason

LAUGH AT YOURSELVES AND BE MERRY

If only everyone human

Were ready to make fun

At the expense of themselves

Rather than the cost of others

Then the world so blessed

Would be a better place

For us as well as everyone

Would laugh at themselves

Than at the cost of others

And thereby spare themselves

The misery of the others

So laugh at yourselves

And be happy as can be

Laugh and be yourselves

For that will make us merry

As much as the others be

CHRIST’S BIRTHDAY BLUES

We celebrate his birth

Without understanding him

We do celebrate with mirth

Without truly knowing him.

All that he did and said

Has been misinterpreted

He raised himself from the dead

But his believers have lost their head.

His name is being misused

And his death has been in vain

His name is being abused

Oh! How much he must be in pain.

They claim to follow him

They claim to worship him

They claim to adore him

But do they really live like him?

THE VOID

I am surrounded

By family, friends

And everybody loved

But still feel empty within.

A huge void remains;

What is it I seek?

Is it a woman’s body?

Come on! At fifty four

I can’t care for my own body.

Is it companionship?

Come on! I can do without it

For I wanna steer my own ship.

Then why the void deep

Why the ache so fierce

Is this what I reap?

Oh! What a curse…

PLEASE DON’T FOLLOW ME

I am not looking for followers

For I’m unworthy of being followed

I’m just the craziest of all mothers

Who in misery all his life has wallowed

So read my poems and laugh at me

But please don’t follow me

For I’m unworthy of being followed.

I’m just an idealistic pariah

Whom life has made empty and hollowed

But let me not in self pity wallow

And happily write crap you don’t follow

For this is only read by those destined

To read and not by all and sundry

But only by souls which are hungry

THE SOUL THAT WAS SOLD

I’d rather be hated

for being what I am

than to be loved

for what I not am

for love me or hate me

you just can’t ignore me

for then you ignore yourself

and waste your life on a shelf

for truth must be told

I am the soul you sold.