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Down Day

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They say men are made from stuff women aren’t.

Stronger hands, harder hearts

You can take a beating and dare not flinch

The measure of man’s tiers found in grit not ink.


He’s made of wildest dreams and infinite schemes

A man is built to last.

He can plot a tree and chop down forests.

Just women’s ages he dare not ask.


A man should have money, a man should have style.

A man commands the stage.

Men have no fear, knows lust not love.

Being a MAN is all the rage.


So why do good ones fall and bad ones rise?

Is it safe to even ask?

Is it weak to cry, will he be despised?

Is it wise to be about that?


I’m drowning in supposed to be.

What I’m not has been my yoke.

If I’m a man or so I claim will my man card be revoked?


I guess I’ll hang from ropes you beat me with.

My failures and dented pride.

When love is lost we count the cost.

No hope and suicide.

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Paper Thin Walls

paper thin walls
Paper thin walls
They keep mixing colours
Blending her out
On those paper thin walls
Paper can’t cover the cracks
On those paper thin walls
A doodle draws a whimper
The thought of making murals musters mournful murmurs from those paper thin walls

Passed around like a guest book at a funeral
The feeling fading as they drive away
The whitewash isn’t cleansing
A broken slate is never wiped clean
She is only 15
Miss Paper Thin Walls

Laying bricks, roofless
All her rocks are demons dancing in the sea of safety
Her will shredded like leaked script pages
She’s an over plucked daisy
On her knees she a dress maker seeking out hope like a lost sequin
Wondering where was God when man destroyed the self she’d believed in

Miss Paper Thin Walls pores over scattered bricks
From the many times her box has been ticked she’s an exam in herself
Exiled from affection, ignoring the laws of attraction.
Hands that reach her are fractured to heal her scars
When she’s fully built she may be chasing cars
For now…..she’s in thrall to the casket of cat calls
These travails are an ailment of which no ointment can heal
When she’s fully built she’ll bruise the serpent’s head and heal
She’ll no longer be Miss Paper Thin Walls

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Feet of my Father

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Dare to Dream with your eyes open.
You’ve got the shoulders to roll with the punches.
You no longer need hunches just trust in me.
Hold my hands in faith like you never have.
A child crosses roads with his parents until he can walk alone but I will never leave you.
I will never release you, I will relieve you of pain.
In me you have all to gain
I remain the same and guide you through change.
It is all for My Glory.
I know you adore me so I hold you in my arms.
I see your heart and know your pain.
My promises are those on which you can remain.
I knew you before there was day.
I loved you before you could say Abba Father.
Where you need me, I conquer.
When you believe me, receive me, heed me your path will no longer be darker.
I am the light.
My Spirit gives insight
I know your plight yet I grant your good desires.
I am Love
I created man that he could praise me.
My son died, in 3 days I raised him.


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wishin on a star

We wish up on falling stars until we realise they are mere mortals

Using stars as portals for us transport all sense of reality aboard that good ship vanity

Losing a sense of reality we wish up on stars,

Rocks that lost faith and face and their only charity is to give up the ghost, lose the spirit

We mourn the most for the loss of fame than  neighbours on the same lane even if they helped us through our hurricane times

I’ve wished up on a star but only the one that night and day shines

I’ve wished up on a star because I want my next 24 to be better than the the 24 I left behind

I want my 24 to be even better in 7 days time

Yet the bliss of wishing should not erase your faith lines

See wishing up on a star is like sniffing coke instead of creating our own sugar

We know that we shouldn’t

Get the high without working for the sweetness

With all their flaws and release we pledge allegiance to our favoured falling star

Damning the very sky where we reside

Some folk desire the dark to hide yet they wish up on a falling light to escape themselves

Falling lights will never make heaven from self-made hells

Whilst inward we dwell with only our single soul in sight

Make your bark heard but be hard with your bite

Love your sky and use faith to stay high though many trials may bite

I’m wishing up on you  to be a star for I wanna see a star remain bright

If you fall I hope your caught and put back just right

Wherever you are, there’s someone for whom you keep the sky light

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