This world has gone bust.

Ten balls to a dozen

and the world,

keeps a rushing,

spinning , twirling, turning

the world as we know it

is burning.

Black skies turn to day

Old mans compass has lost his way.

North is showered in glorious sun,

As winter spreads, death has come,

Rainbows end is now in sight,

pick up your sword, get ready to fight.

A portal of doom a snake of the lair,

don’t expect these

to understand fair.

The sinners

the greed

have long planted their seed.

Growing now the evolution of time,

society obsessed with

the addiction of crime.

Discriminate who? Only a few.

Earth is lost in a jungle of hate,

we are the ones, opening Satan’s gate.

He laughs and he roars,

as they knock at his door,

All of them coming,

some of them running.

They dance in the street

with the sun at their feet.

She looks on from a far

lunar tears, of falling stars,

she came so close,

she came so far.

Dolphins fly, birds swim,

cats wagging a new grown fin.

Houses thrash through thunderous skies,

But no one stops, to question why.

So many to blame,

name after name.

The blasphemers, the dreamers,

the non believers.

As trees burn to ash live dies in a flash,

Seas swell, swirling the living,

never forgiving.

Rock turns to dust,

metal to rust, affairs into lust,

this world has gone bust.

Please tick as appropriate.

Do not define me
under some useless title
used by society to
dictate the supposed behavioural habits of an individual soul.
I am me,
I do  not fit beneath a title,
I am a title
All of my own,
I defy your rules
I defy your terms,
I create.
I create new ways,
New rules, new terms,
I create a new definition
By which to let my soul live.
So stop trying to define,
The indefinable,
I am not a county or country or town,
I am in love with words with pictures, I am not a genre, or a taste or a type,
I don’t follow the hype,
I follow my heart,
It’s a great place to start,
I am free,
Please,
stop defining me.