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Where do I go
When I am a sleep
I am there in body and soul
Hours pass so quick

Am I in my body as I sleep
I do not no
Do I walk out of my mind and soul
Where do I go
I ponder this

In my waking hours
My mind is blank for this I ponder where I go some times I dream vivid are my dreams
Some I remember
Some I wished I had not for some time my dreams have come true but I still ponder where do I go

Time..will tell..or so..they say.
And what will be will be....
come what may.
Time
Waits for no man,
However it is of the essence
So,make the most of the time you have.
And...cherish...your... loved ones presence .

Here and there, when I try not to remember. Is when a scent or sight takes me back. I remember what it was like. To have someone to lay next to while falling asleep. Held in arms, with nothing but the rhythm of the others heart as the only music needed to fall asleep. Knowing that when you awoke they would be there in the morning. Hidden smiles, shared secrets, and another person to shoulder your pain. Through things small and large, things serious and silly. Someone that could warm you with a small gesture that might mean nothing to another person. Once that is gone, things seem deem and to lose meaning. Normally it should be easy to move on. But the longer your without. The more your alone. The more you feel out of place and solitude is your only home. That warmth that only another can give, that is what I miss.

A bottle in one, a bottle in all
Listen closely, hear them fall
Crack ,shatter ,simply divide
Some empty, others full
Fill with anything one desire
Some bend and warp of plastic
Others hard and adaptable of glass
Subtle filling of warmth
But so easly turn cold
This versatile inner mass

Bottleing in, bottleing out
An involuntary action that speaks for itself
Begging your energy to fulfill and adore
They are one in all
Not all the same
Having the same goal
Hope to be claimed

Blood wasted,

Energy bursted.



Breath short,

Energy small.



Thoughts vague,

vision blurred.



Fear some,

Emotions none.



Falling from bed,

Opened cracked head.



Blood spreaded,

Head bursted.



Vision black,

Back to the sack.

It is heads I lose, and tails you win,
That is a bad situation.
For me, not you. That is very true,
I'm not used to this citation.

I think about this, how come this mess?
When I for one try to impress,
By being honest and so loyal.
Yet now it's me - in fancy dress!

People laugh about my simpleness,
Though I'm a colourful fellow.
Naiveness is not my real weakness,
But to trust completely is so!

Once bitten, twice shy, people do say.
If only I'd learn that today.
Maybe then I'd live in peaceful bliss
Without noise. Not even a hiss.

Therefore to learn and master the ride,
A priority, I shouldn't hide.
Then it's heads I win and tails you lose.
Nah ! Still a bad situation.

So compromise, it is worth the while
Doubles my joy, or halves my woe.
For life's the ride I should enjoy
Rather then the destination.

I work for the world bank yes I do
My salary was hundred thousand smackeroo
I know my Harvard economics better than you

Nobody knows that I make big plans
I show Madagascar leaders how to dance
How to read statistics & wear striped pants

Emotional statistics that's not my job
Facts & figures, I'm no slob
But foresting & farming's all a big blob

Here's our scheme to stabilize your paper
for International trade right now or later
Follow our advice you'll thank your creator

Whatcha got to export, what raw materials?
Monoculture diamonds, coffee, Cereals
Sell 'em on the market to Multinational Imperials

We'll loan you money to expand production
Pay our yearly interest, for your own protection
Tighten your belts, we'll have no objection

Throw in some little minimal principle
tho debt service paid makes the deal invincible
That takes dollars but your currency's exchangeable

Get people working on mass market land
cut down forests, for your cash in hand
Or superhighways money where Rainforests stand

With agribusiness farms you can export beef
Cut social services & poverty relief
Forest people shift to the cities in grief

Tighten your belt for a roller coaster ride
Production's up, market prices slide
Wood pulp burger meat, coffee downside

Increase production pay yr. World Bank debt--
At least the interest if that's all you can get
Cut down Amazon you haven't paid it yet

In one decade you give all the money back
As Bank debt service but the Principal, alack!
We'll lend more cash (but dont sell smack)

Austerity measures, wages go down,
th'urban sewage is a charnel ground
Buses fall apart at the edge of town

coral reef fish dead factory waste,
Indigines hooked on Yankee dollar taste
Swiss bank funds for dictators disgraced

Fauna killed for the debt Costa Rica
Unknown flora at the mouth of Boca Chica
Birds in Equador, sick with toxic leakage?

Riots start over bags of foreign rice
Arm your teenage army with U.S. mace
Borrow money for a local Arms race

Families driven from crop land to forests
Forest folk in hovels hid from tourists
Currencies bankrupt for free market purists?

I just retired from my 20 year job
at World Bank Central with the money mob
Go to AA meetings so's not die a slob

I worked in Africa, Americas, Vietnam
Bangkok too with World Banks' big clan
Now I'm retired and I don't give a damn

Walk the streets of Washington alone at night
The job I did, was it wrong was it right?
Big mistakes that've gone out of sight?

It wasn't the job of a bureaucrat like me
to check the impact of the Bank policy
When debt bore fruit on the world money tree.

Now i live in the belly of the beast. I pray to the almighty my pain to cease. A shining light is all it takes, to loosen my chains im afraid they'll never break.
A friend on deathrow in america sent me this. End capital punishment
Wants a pen friend

No one cares how I feel
I look back in the mirror
I seem so unreal
No reflection just a distorted face
I wonder why I'm here
I feel like a total waste

No chance to meet someone
If it ever happens
I don't think I'd be much fun
Don't care I guess you see
Been on my own too long
I don't wish you were me

No one wants to steal my show
If they knew the end result
I'd be thrown out in the snow
I don't care what they say
I will not change for anyone
And that's how I'll stay

No chance to be with someone
I live my life in horror
I'm always on the run
I don't want to get to close
It seems so much easier
Living my life as a ghost

No one wants me at all
I try and look my best
I'm close to a porcelain doll
Self love is pretty hard to beat
Pull the rug from under me
I'll shatter down to you're feet

No chance to be with you
Once I think you're perfect
I'll always stick by you
A round peg can't fit into a square
I hope you understand me
Life can be so unfair

No one wants to make a mistake
If you were perfect like me
I wouldn't think you're fake
I think its time for you to go
Close this curtain
I am the show!

old man
i see you there
your fragile body
and your vacant stare
i have an urge
to stop and share
anything i could spare
old man
i see you now
your crooked teeth
and hairy brow
your words are soft
and now allow
an offering somehow
old man
how it so
your past is lost
or did you let go
where is your family
do you know
or are you the last to follow
old man
accept this please
it's not much
but it may ease
any burdens
that can freeze
like an unwanted disease
old man
your smile is gold
no words
need to be told
no reasons
for me to be bold
for one day i will be old.........