Nam was thundering at our dwar But we quickly sent him away Next time we could hear him afar Building wrath to keep us at bay
Head down and righteousness held high Nam was thundering, black again He charged our door, made a sigh All of his fury, was in vain
Our door is strong as steel and stone It’s made of love, truth, me and you Poor Nam had broke, his skull to bone Still couldn’t see, our point of view
Next time dear Nam when you are well Take time to love, reason with us Rather than charge, like bats from hell Be modern, kiss, don’t make a fuss
It takes time to explain about love It’s not a weapon to make change It calms and makes peace like a dove Unconditional, is that strange
Nam shook his sore and broken head Surely he would, must, think again For a while he should go to bed Understanding youth, was a pain
An Angel fair, in robes of white Healed Nam in his troubled sleep Now, understood his direst plight His role, guide, our love was to keep
Dear Nam woke, he knew what to do Came gently tapping at our dwar Explained his new point of view Happy now we kissed our Pa .......................................................................................
Searching my Mind
Across the never ending hills and valleys of my mind I search, for a special face I fly high faster, stronger, longer and deeper to find A vision, I saw in space
There can be limits to the depths of ever seeking For somewhere to spend my time Perhaps I should slow down instead of always speeding And look for a different clime
Looking closer at the hills and valleys, so slowly now I see ponds so very deep View with open eyes and, absolute honesty, I vow To admit to what they keep
In each of these special ponds that would make nature divine Sits a gold, jewelled crab Am I to be so blessed with such a vision of thine Happy eyes I gently dab
Stepping to edge of space, and clarity of endless time I see billions of lakes Where the crabs link to, and though, to make a picture sublime Dear, it’s your image it makes...’
My feelings for you I tried so very hard to hide But they just kept getting much stronger deep down inside So then I built myself a resolve of steel Not ever to disclose the true way I feel
Much too tough is that terrible will of steel If only, I could tell you the way I feel But then that could wreck the special magic we both knew And my poor heart will not take the thought of loosing you
Pale and soft, Beauty of palest screen Decided to stop being quite so keen Brushing her soft long and dark tresses Calmed her fears and stopped stresses That truest love she would never find So she set off with a quest in mind To seek the source, of her eternity That once she’d faintly seen in PC
She packed her bags and left the Sun Said perhaps in Malta I’ll be done In search for the root of destiny That has so long eluded poor me
Raven-haired Kat’s a special sort And soon located a secret Fort She thundered at the hidden door Broke a pinkie nail and loudly swore That she would find what was deftly hid By calling a monster from the ID Kat took a run at the hidden prize Door was broke by the size of her thighs
Victory! she now, morphed back to Her svelte stylish self, and on tip-toe Walked towards life’s inspiration That could give power to a Nation
What power’s in this box she mused So she tapped a key, quite bemused At that a screen lit, soft, displaying ‘I shall die so you will stop praying For a sight of the source of your might What you’ll see has answers to your plight’ Pale green screen flickered and just died Reflecting cool Kat back from inside…..