Once there was an ill-fated year
When everyone were gripped with fear
As we lost family and friends
And it seemed like the end
Gods, as doctors, did appear
Tag: Heaven
Some People Pray For Money
Some people pray for money
Some people pray for fame
Some people pray for power
Or a little piece of acclaim
Some people pray for their families
Their mothers, brothers and wives
While some only pray for themselves
For happiness in their lives
Some wish for solitude
While some wish for lasting friends
Some wish for a plate of food
While some wish for dividends
Yet there are some among us
Who never wish for a thing
They only fold their hands
To thank the Lord and sing
Dead Hands
Pale skin
Dead hands
Crooked back
No breath
Open mouth
Eyes closed
Bald scalp
Cold jaw
Bruised palms
Bruised heart
Dark skin
Stiff jaw
Short height
Short life
Wounded finger
Doesn’t matter
Beautiful soul
Gone home
God Must Be A Painter
God must be a painter
Who coloured the universe
Not sure if it’s a blessing
Or if it is a curse
That he found a little corner
For you and also for me
Painting everything in order
But us imperfectly
Kids!
I never really liked kids
Until I had a couple of my own
Seeing them run around the house
No greater pleasure I’ve known
I delight in their company
I read them stories till it’s late
I’m glad to have had a change of heart
It’s the adults I now hate
Oh My Lyrics Will Never Be Sold
Oh my lyrics will never be sold
They’re only on my laptop old
Not handwritten but italic and bold
There goes my chance at easy gold
I Made Myself A Sauce
I made myself a sauce
A new sauce with blood of men
Of men who just disgust me
So I took it out of them
Hmm the sauce is brilliant
Delicious and tasty
I’ll get myself some more
Am I being nasty?
I believe it is my job
I was born to be so
Can you really blame me?
A petty little mosquito?
A Zebra Once Was Passing
On a busy traffic road
A zebra once was passing
A road roller crushed him flat
Now it’s a zebra-crossing
A Tiger Once Went To Wash
A tiger once went to wash
His clothes at the river shore
There he saw a cute tigress
Doing the same dull chore
He winked and smiled at her
His paws became wings of flight
She asked, “What is it you’re doing?”
He said, “It’s love at first sight.”
A Little Frog
A little frog once asked a hen
“Why can’t you jump like I can?”
The wise hen rolled her eyes and sighed
To the frog she then replied
“My dear little pretty frog
Why can’t you bark like a dog?
Why can’t you work hard like an ant?
And where’s your trunk of an elephant?
Where’s your tail of a monkey?
Why don’t you climb atop a tree?
Why can’t you lay eggs as I can?
Never question a wise hen again”
The hen was about to swell with pride
With the manner she had replied
But her victory went quite sore
As the frog began to snore
