Juggling Our World

Are we lazy computer hacks

Blindly laying on our backs

Not caring for this solitary girl

Headlessly juggling our world

Placing nature in a guillotine of doubt

Ignoring her tears, inside and out

Tossing her grains of sand

From our feet into empty hands

Not catching her falling  dust

Upon yesterdays stolen trust

Washing down foreign lands

With bullet holed cans

Collecting  dirty money

From polluted milk and honey

Leaving undead souls

No air to breathe, and no goals

Throwing poisoned daggers into our hearts

Fearing our babies tainted blood, with every new restart

 

To Leave Something Behind, By Sean Rowe. Lyrics

I cannot say that I know you well
But you can’t lie to me with all these books that you sell
I’m not trying to follow you to the end of the world
I’m just trying to leave something behind

Words have come from men and mouse
But I can’t help thinking that I’ve heard the wrong crowd
When all the water is gone my job will be too
And I’m trying to leave something behind

Oh money is free but love costs more than our bread
And the ceiling is hard to reach
Oh the future ahead is broken and red
But I’m trying to leave something behind

This whole world is a foreign land
We swallow the moon but we don’t know our own hand
We’re running with the case but we ain’t got the gold
Yet we’re trying to leave something behind

My friends I believe we are at the wrong fight
And I cannot read what I did not write
I’ve been to His house, but the master is gone
But I’d like to leave something behind

There is a beast who has taken my brain
You can put me to bed but you can’t feel my pain
When the machine has taken the soul from the man
It’s time to leave something behind

Oh money is free but love costs more than our bread
And the ceiling is hard to reach
Oh the future ahead is already dead
So I’m trying to leave something behind

I got this feeling that I’m still at the shore
And pockets don’t know what it means to be poor
I can get through the wall if you give me a door
So I can leave something behind

Oh wisdom is lost in the trees somewhere
You’re not going to find it in some mental gray hair
It’s locked up from those who hurry ahead
And it’s time to leave something behind

Oh money is free but love costs more than our bread
And the ceiling is hard to reach
When my son is a man he will know what I meant
I was just trying to leave something behind
I was just trying to leave something behind

 

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Ivor Steven (c)  June 2019

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Hi, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm a retired, part-time plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for 18 months, and writing poems for nearly 18 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

33 thoughts on “Juggling Our World”

    1. Yes Debbie, I know people may be desensitised to the bad news , but I feel looking after our should be a priority of the human race, and it can be if we all make enough noise to the money driven, greedy leaders of the world 💰💵😉🌍🗺️🌎

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