I have heard future generations talking about changing the world for better
I’d like to write them a love letter for being this way
But if you’re a slave to the wage packet you will soon part of machines racket
Another slave to the way the world is was and will be
Nothing changes without pain.
I am telling you in changing the world you will suffer
The world will sell you happiness as an ideal
Married with a partner a job and two kids
The world will get in the way
Life is slavery we were made to serve
Soon all manner of distractions will form a net
and although you may have the weight of numbers
The content person slumbers
The only way to change the world is go against the grain
and endure pain after pain
Speak out, be the change you want to see
People will still diss you
You might have the words to cause an earthquake
But people still won’t follow you unless they see results
And saving the world is as hard as going through the eye of the needle.
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My love is blind
My love is blind,
said the hand to the heart
but without you said the heart to the hand
The eye would be never feel or understand.
It would never take the pen or mark the page
never hold a hand in love
never make fist in rage
Never feel sand earth or water linger in our palm
Never calm a lover with a gentle caress
Your love maybe blind hand
But you will find the truth never the less.
jazz breaks – SoundCloud
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Shadow of story untold
The shadow of a story resides in me
A story untold,
Fascinating young and bold.
The start of a novel
of many genres and themes
of starlit, windswept dreams
of moments that I would make you understand
in words and phrases
Characters written in the many phases of my life
The struggles, heart aches and pain
The joys the colourful shades
of the people I have met
Characters who I have let in
The character development of myself
My battles for my own mental health
It starts with a baby with blue feet
In an incubator on a maternity ward
Then sees me grow
Through school and college
But don’t let me abreviate
For there is a story unwritten
and it can’t wait…
Is this madness? by alienpoet
The mirror (possession)
The mirror
The antique mirror which was your late great aunts
Stands before you and plants, an image in your head
A frozen image of woman not unlike yourself but with white pupils
Without an iris just a spot,like a dot of ink on a page
The image shimmers until all you can see is you again although you are feeling strange.
But you look again and your eyes have turned
White, your body your frame is racked with pain
As you feel nails break and black claws burst free of cuticles
You lose you balance and fall grabbing your stomach
You don’t know what happening an your terrified not just flummoxed
Panic sets in as skin and bone crack
Metamorphosis is not holding back
As your feet and talons burst through your dainty high heels
To reveal huge hideous monster toes and claws on show
Your legs are growing too not showing signs of slowing either
As your breaths become more and more sudden
You roll about the floor
Your clothes tear at the seams
You’re becoming a monster like in those horror movie scenes
Legs break and bend like an animal on tip toes
Your back arches and cracks as your spine shows
Then your spine extends as you scream
A tail has formed writhing and waggling out of control
Animal instincts start to take over your soul
Horns sprout from your skulls temple
As your screams become mental
Your teeth grow sharp your tongue extends
Your face becomes a muzzle you growl
You can smell every scent in the air
As your nickers tear
You howl a lustful howl as hairs stand on end
and grow into fur as you roar a beastly roar
Cursed you want more
Flesh lust and craving
No one is safe from your beastly self
We are all meat to you on a consumers shelf.
The universe will shine when we learn not to possess
Can you bomb hearts into submission?
Can you shoot them down?
I sit here as a fellow sufferer
With many thoughts I didn’t want around
Can you hold the soul of someone who wants to be free?
Violence is never the key
But it makes us submissive and baby I don’t want to be
I you as I love me
The hardest phrase in the universe to uphold
In the spirit of truth
We are all made of stars in our own right
This place is us
Everything we build
The love we wield as a weapon
When I just want to be me
and not to possess you
The spirit of the universe will shine
Your love and mine.
Fear makes the wolf Look bigger
Drink from the cup of anger
You blame each other
In gods name.
The painful exaggeration
Leaves a blood stain
Fear makes the wolf look bigger
Politicians of western world snigger
But they have left us high and dry
And capitalism like the dragons of old
Cannot be controlled
Everywhere a playground game
It’s all the same
Like limp bizkit said
It’s all about the he said she said bullshit
The blame game
Instead of finding answers
In amongst the playground fights and skuffles
I was picked on by people who were so called cooler than me
Unfortunately we never grow up
Living backwards
Living catchwords
Lets try to live forwards unlike the devil
After all lived is good start
Turn the page draw a heart
If you can’t say anything good
Don’t say it at all…
Alienpoetry 3 – SoundCloud
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The Raven speaks – SoundCloud
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