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Wardeez Poetry
Synchronicity I float The Gift of Power Pie
Would you like some power pie? Yes please it’s something I should try But I can’t see or smell this piece Just hold it - taste it, - it’s a feast!
I’ll take a piece of power pie I don’t care, I’m not shy I think I’ve got it (or have I not?) Or have they taken back the lot?
Yum I think this tastes real good Give me the last slice if you would Oh now they want some just like me Take them away – they’re annoying me!
The people need some they have found But there isn’t enough to go round Oh rubbish man – give it here You keep that – the rest we’ll share!
When next you cook a power pie Size it up with your minds eye Then think with whom to share and why And lo - the limit becomes the sky!
The Matter of Minds
Who do minds think they are? Some even think they drive the car! They think they know they think they’re smart But were they like this at the start?
Well I think minds just grow and grow The senses feed them don’t you know Its feeding time at the zoo Monkey see – monkey do!
But minds are thinking things you see They plan and plot relentlessly They make themselves up just like that Then don’t you know it – they change right back!
If you don’t mind I do matter Lets exercise these minds with chatter Maybe you’re right, or is it me? Until next we meet lets disagree!
I’ll keep my mind and you keep yours (They’re actually good for opening doors) And on occasions they will meet To sort the world out – what a feat! Dependence
Shall we grow old together Or shall we grow old apart? Well I guess the answer to this was Sorted at the start
Its not that I ever really wanted to be free It’s just the fear of you my dear Heck – I’m only ....83!
What did you say? Oh I forgot Or was it you who lost the plot? Gosh I don’t know but should we not Forgive and forget ‘bout who forgot?
Oh why would I offend you Maybe once you thought I did Was it what you heard not what I said That muddled things a bit?
Needs and wants are things we have But a thing is what you’re not You are here and you are near That’s what I like a lot! Who’s the Boss?
Where’s your boss? – he’s over there And he’s the one who gives me fear And so he should - look what you did Doesn’t any one around here care?
Where’s their boss? – she’s never here Funny that – she used to care Her manager over-managed her Now she’s like us, we don’t care
Where’s your boss? Oh I don’t care Tomorrow I am leaving here But you liked the work – you didn’t shirk Yes I know but here things just aren’t fair
Who’s our boss? – no one mate We really all do get on great Just help us out – but stay well out Then more and more goes on the plate!
Hear Our Voices
My mum and dad they weren’t born bad I wasn’t born bad or mad So what is it that makes me sad I need to know I’m just a lad
My mum and dad weren’t born stupid So that makes me the same Anything is possible Just find the rules of the game
It’s not their fault can’t you see They’re not like that deliberately They only know what they have seen They only know where they have been
I don’t hate you ‘cos I don’t hate me I don’t hate them but I want to be free I want to grow an’ I want to show Let me be I will grow with the flow
I’m talking to you can’t you hear I beat it up so you can’t bear I’m tagging to you so can’t you read Racing my car for you to take heed
I’m not bad, just a little sad I am a seed my mum and dad Feed me, water me, watch me grow Talk me up and let me go
Help me grow hear what I know Talk to me my mum and dad Listen to me my mum and dad Give me a break we all make mistakes
How can I know How can I show That’s not easy don’t you know I’ll start to talk I’ll start to walk Out of my comfort zone
It’s seek and learn an’ I’ll take a peek I know it will take more than a week Don’t dictate, I’ll just imitate Let’s meet again and don’t be late
Money makes the world go around Leave it to them and we’ll all run aground We will grow and know and show Then I know the money will flow
Love me not P P stands for past I’m not going there I’m no loser I’m a chooser I might shed a tear but I don’t have to fear
The race to space by the human race Do we need another place? Move over mate give me some space I don’t mind what colour is your face
World of nations at my feet In the arms of love we meet Hear our voices we entreat World protect our children The Freedom of Money
Money doesn’t grow on trees And evil is its root So best you leave it all with me (I’ve got to have that loot)
Money makes the world go round But squeaky is the wheel I’ll oil it a bit – but only a bit I’ll cut them out of the deal
Money’s a finite resource you know But it’s a secret you must keep If not we’re shot – we’ll lose the lot To those have-nots on the heap
They make money but I can not Give me some and I’ll give it a shot I’ll work very hard at market share At interest rates they can’t bear!
The Guv’mint makes it I know that It’s sometimes round but mostly flat They think we’re free but they can’t see Freedom is actually monetary!
Some die for money and some die with none Some never have any – that’s no fun Some die from need, some die from greed Let’s share this dollar and share a feed!
The Ego Plant
I have a little Ego plant Growing in my loft I keep in the dark you see This makes it fairly soft
I have a bigger Ego plant I show it to my friends It’s a social climber isn’t it? Yes I grew it from Jacks bean!
My Ego plant has got quite tall I mix with giants now you know I’m on a trip can’t you see Powered by egocentricity!
My Ego plant is now dead vine A has-been Jack - now for the chop? Sorry yes it’s got to go Send them home - it’s got to stop!
I have a lovely Ego plant I grow it in my yard It gets to see the humble bee To stop it going hard!
Everybody Is SomebodyI think I am somebody I’m pretty sure its true Just look at me - can’t you see? Well I can see you!
I wish I was a somebody They’re people in the know There goes one - having fun Pied piper on the go!
I’ve learnt to be a somebody I’ve studied really hard At who is who and who is not And how to keep facade!
But its they who made me somebody Don’t you understand? It’s not my fault – get them to halt I’m only a one-man band!
Everybody is somebody Of that please don’t forget Hear their story, exalt their glory Then the world will be correct!
Freedom from Control
Attention there! – stand up straight! Do as I say or death’s your fate! OK then so that’s the drill It’s me that you want to kill?
Yes it’s them that you’ve got to hate You must obey my orders mate But now we’re shot, they’re taking pots If we don’t act it’ll be too late!
I’m in control, I know the ropes They need decisions – they do have hopes ‘Keep your wits about you’ - OK Sarge Hang on Sir we’re on the charge!
Woe is me I need some help My shoulders feel like trodden kelp More orders come – fix it with pace! But I’m too busy saving face!
Help you say? – It’s on its way And you don’t even have to pay! Lets agree on what makes us free It’s collective responsibility!
Just What If … If just what I know is all there is to know or is all that is needed to be known If just what is important to me is all that matters Then I’ve stopped the world What if just is authentic fairness What if just is not what I can take but what I have to offer What if just is a total system rethink Just what if academic isn’t everything but authentic living is Just what if my free expression is authentic living We need the mixtures
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