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July 15, 2013
Today is yours and
all things are possible
Tomorrow is but a day
that might never be
Live in the present,
wasting not a single
moment
The future is for fools
too numb to see.
June 20, 2013
Come back to your homeland
and your friends, be among.
To remain imprisoned in this
crazy, self imposed exile, can
only be wrong.
Come back to New York
where you belong.
May 26, 2013
What fool, whilst on a whim,
would leave for pastures new, in order,
a better lifestyle to pursue?
What fool, without a care,
would seek out greener grass, only to
end up in some concrete underpass?
What fool, who saw the folly of his ways
would disappear and put himself to graze?
What fool, who stark reality could not face
would regret forever, fleeing his home base?
April 9, 2013
What’s ‘forever’ when one is
finished anyway? It’s only the
blue horizon, and as far as the
eye can see.
Why worry about the future, when
we are all but dead leaves on a tree.
None of us being immortal, nor
ever reaching eternity free.
Think hard until you find the answer
It’s there somewhere gathering dust.
Use it, or lose it forever
Don’t let the mind turn to rust.
April 3, 2013
Simmering gently,
Coming to the boil.
Bubbling nicely,
Worth all the toil.
February 19, 2013
Ditch the pastry,
ditch the crumble,
prevent your tummy
from doing a rumble.
Ditch the digestives,
and chocolate too,
eat plenty of fruit and
you’ll easily pooh.
Try five a day of
veg. red and green, and
become the slimmest
you’ve ever been.
Discover those hip bones
you had when aged twenty,
when size ten was you
and guys queued aplenty.
Into your food cupboards
put only the best, and
soon you’ll look great in
your knickers and vest.
February 17, 2013
In an effort to leave the past behind,
too forward thinking he started looking.
Hence, missing out on what was in front
of his eyes, that had burnt to a crisp,
through overcooking.
February 10, 2013
Calculate the odds and decide
what is worth the punt.
Never settle for the inevitable.
The outsider can win the hunt.
When dogma blinds clarity,
and eyes become blurred,
and giving and self sacrifice
are words too often heard,
it’s time to self analyse and
on matters reflect, in order
to move forward and regain
long lost respect.