GHOST

I like both sides empty coz I like to sleep diagonally

ironically I never move in my sleep

just when i'm awake

when I get back to consciousness

and realise the other side is cold

like the opposite of committed

one is the loneliest number

and so am I

why call mine when i'll come running back to them

my zeros who make me feel like less of a dime

and more of a ten

because when their around I can pretend

that I love someone other than God and that im on the mend

but im not

I dont even love the most high the way I should coz if I only would

I wouldn't be in this fucked up mood

I would have loved those who loved me and my enemies too

I wouldnt have fucked them up emotionally at every chance I got to

but its all good coz i'm suffering the repercussions

and its only fair right

karma is a bitch

but a whore can be an angel until you fuck with her right?

I layed my bed and that heffer's still in it

on that other side thats now unoccupied

i'm sleeping with a ghost but still I get no high

from the imaginary float I swim on just to get by

Havisham effect

Miss havisham
Nothing without you
I'm the ghost of a bride
And the ghost of good virtue
I'm empty
There but not quite
I'm the air that's required
For you to live
But you don't need me
You're just as much a ghost as I've been
Something I like to imagine
A fabrication of my not existing mind
The one I lost
No the one I placed in a box along with my heart
On which I placed your address underneath the stamp
Which I licked so you could have some of my dna
And understand what I'm made of
The desire to be yours
So I set myself ablaze
I burn this girl so she can rest with you in hell
Where you'll be going
Whilst I rejuvenate myself
Make like a phoenix and rebirth all of my cells
Without the membranes that imprisoned my true self
So I stand by as the rising smoke twirls that river of white into the air
Swallowing it up
And then suddenly its done
Miss havisham is dead And I am free to run

God's debut

So I never write about god

because the mere process of comprehension

escapes me every time I attempt it

I’m so much better at crying, lamenting

desiring

for his appearance

that I never consider the dire possibility

of the logically unlikely scenario

where he might require me

to utilise the gift he did invest in me

to demonstrate his wisdom and mercies

because who am I to deserve this

who am I to be deemed fit

to declare and decree this

that rather than fists guns and knives

its his name that we should lift

cos its through him that we do live

and its through him that I can give life

in abundance

through deliverance

of I and others

by you who saved us

from sin that would have otherwise enslaved us

stripped us and pinned us

with three large nails to the cross we call world

the world that so urgently craves us

that so badly wants to claim us

and lame us

puts thoughts that ain’t ours in our heads

and then frames us

makes us lie to ourselves

saying we are what we are

whilst we forget he who made us

when we forget of his presence

when in actual fact the entire essence

of why we live is him

it was he who made us so we die

when we don’t breathe in

as it was his breath that woke us

its his heart that calls us

to dine with him

in the presence of our enemies

can I get another cup please

as mine is over flowing

he’s blessed me so much

I cant do much else than to adore him

so if my words fail me

I beg of you don’t blame me

i'm sorry

but if you knew my god as well

as I do

you’d be lost for words too

BYE BYE BIRDY

Bye bye birdie

I guess I gotta let you fly birdie

up up high in the sky

and never look back on me birdie

I let you go remember

took the clips from your wings

and let you grow remember

you don’t remember?

Birdie don’t be silly

of course I love your singing

I loved the way you loved me

even though you never did it right

I loved the way your night song touched me

even though our harmonies weren't all that tight

but now you gotta go out there

find a girl with feathers

not with kinky hair

one that can and will hatch you an egg

one that'll build you all a nest

but that ain’t me

I ain’t got a beak

or the capability

to really make you happy

so fly birdie

fly fly high birdie

up into the sky birdie

and ill stay here

I realize were not the same

and frankly I’m tired of this tiring game

of charades

where I act a fool

which would be fine

if only you could guess the clues

but you never do

so we always loose

because the sand has run out on that tiny little clock

that we never even use

because we can never agree to

so once again my birdie

I wish you bye bye

my hearts too low honey

your homes in the sky

I cant really cry

but the tears flow anyway

and I wave coz I’ve run out of words to say

although I know by now you’re too far up to see any of it either way

XX

Women

Beside the general labour and the regular shedding of blood

Women are the backbone of the world

We are a product of divine creation which can have both its pros and cons

We are known to accomplish the most amazing things ever spoken with any tongue

From bringing to the world the son of god

To bringing down the greatest of lords

But what if it we didn’t exist

What if Adam hadn’t involuntarily sacrificed that rib?

Where would we be without our mother eve?

Where would we be without the mother and sister of Moses who made sure he lived?

Which resulted in him freeing all Israelites from Egypt?

What would we do without the kind of love Ruth had for her mother in law

To follow her and lie wherever she might fall

Or the courage of the Samaritan woman at the well who dared to question jesus

And ask if his water really could quench all thirsts

What would we do without the resilience of a woman such as Mary Magdalene?

Whose devotion to Jesus was said to be a curse to him

What would we do without the faith of a woman like Mary mother of Jesus?

Who gave birth to the only son of god who had come to save us

What would we do without every mother,sister,grandma,auntie,good friend or wife

Would you be the same if they were not in your life

We may not be perfect in the eyes of man as we have many ways to offend him

But to our god we are ideal

For we are the perfect tools in working

Tit for tat

Tit for tat

whatever you might do ill do you back

forgiveness? HA

who wudda taught me that?

you grant me no attention

like we on some emotional recession

and then still expect

that I exempt

myself from the things that you find wrong

ha! who said I was that dumb

to let you walk over me

take away the liberty

of me making choices rationally

who said that I was that stupid

to love you unconditionally

nah never that

that just ain’t right

and trust i'm gonna put up a damn good fight

i'm gonna go out party, drink and flirt

ignore the way my heart still hurts

ill make others fall in love with me

make them give me all the things I think I need

and then ill slowly break their heart you'll see

I’ll play them just according to the game

ill play them hard, you know ill get my fame

you’ll hear my name wherever you may go

I don’t care that what they say is murder to my soul

I don’t care coz you started all this after all

coz you said I was too difficult

them guys at the bar sure don’t think so

you make me fall in love with you

and then you just ignore me

what? Did you think I’d put up with that malarkey?

Nah mate ill be sure to pay you back

make you cry by making my own self look bad

at least I thought I could

I thought by destroying myself on your account

it’ll all be fair

I thought it'll be tit for tat

to bad you actually really didn’t care

Paranormal

i'm more than human

i'm a woman

i am life

i am more than a woman

i'm a queen

so i stride

i am more than a queen

i'm a rib

from your side

i am more than just a rib

i'm a tool

to your height

i am more than just a tool

i'm the iris to your sight

i am everything you need

but you wont see me out of fright

i might just be the tiny light

at the end of your tunnel

ain't it funny

how i rule thee

yet still you deny my might