Sing Us To Sleep

They’re putting up barbed wire fences,

Between you and I,

They’re burning down the bridges,

Raising up the walls,

They’re showering the world with bullets and bombs,

They’re tearing the peace flag down,

They’re coming for us now,

Waving guns in our eyes,

Well, how do you sleep at night?

I sleep well,

Because I never truly wake up,

The nightmare will be there,

Eyes open,

Eyes shut,

I should be terrified,

I should be truly afraid,

But they’ve numbed my senses,

To their violent reign,

Day in,

Day out,

The news channel speaks,

Of war,

Like it’s expected now,

Any day now,

But never on our doorstep,

Who are we kidding,

To think we’re safe,

Wasting life away on Facebook,

Or watching trash TV shows,

Where our main concern is how popular we are,

To the online freakshow,

In a quest for a taste of fame,

We’ve been conditioned to crave,

While they,

Put up barbed wire fences,

Between you and I,

And everything we’ve been dreaming of,

Was a wicked lie,

They’re coming for us now,

Waving guns in our eyes,

How do you sleep at night?

How do we sleep at night?

How do I sleep at night?

The nightmare is real,

Eyes open,

Or eyes shut.

 

What lullaby do they sing?

While they send us all to sleep.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Regrets

Regrets don’t define me,

They have a conscience,

They remind me,

They refine me,

They guide me,

They adjust me,

Redesign me,

They find me,

Walk beside and behind me,

They change me for the better,

They wise me up,

They shake me awake,

They shock me real,

They turn me around,

They make me turn on my heel,

They drop the hints,

They push me forward,

They give me reality checks,

They give me the facts,

Behind the lies,

Behind the eyes,

I’ll never deny them, but,

They’ll fuck me over,

If I repeat them.

Waiting in Line

You reach a certain age and you realise,

We are all just waiting in line,

Watching people die,

Waiting for our number to be called,

The only certainty we have about life,

Is that life is a death sentence,

So, enjoy it while it lasts.

 

We dream,

As we pace about our waiting rooms,

Of perfect lives, perfect bodies,

Nice house and garden,

The perfect love story,

We work, in varying capacities,

To achieve great things,

Weighing ourselves against the competition,

Comparing notes.

 

We get by,

Shuffling our feet, slouching in front of TV Sets,

That feed us dreams and bullshit,

We buy the bullshit-

Hopeful of success but clueless on what it takes,

Mortality creeps up on us,

As we sleepwalk,

Carelessly stumbling on addictions, habits, and greed,

We dance across the tightrope of time,

As though immune to danger.

What a waste,

To spend a lifetime finding our balance,

To slip, fall and find no safety net beneath us,

What a tragic shame,

We don’t love each other enough,

To show respect, understanding, and kindness,

Don’t appreciate each other,

Don’t care until it’s over.

 

We turn a blind eye until all hope is gone,

Wake up suddenly regretful, feeling sorry for ‘ourselves’,

Tears are reserved for the living, my friend,

You were born to ‘feel’.
You’ll reach a certain age and realise.