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The Face For The Job
02:45
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They call him Bob; He has the face for the Job.
He is not bright; But won’t question wrong from right.
For his Nabob, He’ll always be Thingamabob
He is no Light; and won’t be remembered quite.
Just a minion; for his Master’s Dominion
Works day and night, looking for Trees to smite.
His decisions; are not his own but His Patron’s
His order’s to bite; Anyone entering the site.
Moral reasons; He sent them to Oblivion.
As he promise(s); To execute without compromise.
Just a minion; from the Playmobill Nation.
Told not to be wise; since he’s born, ‘till he dies.
Just a Function; from a Big Corporation.
Or a Robot; Whose AI doesn’t fill the spot.
A body in motion; Acting without Emotion
The mind of a Doughnut; Void of any thought.
As for compassion; He doesn’t give a consideraation.
Maybe he forgot; Or he has never been taught.
That Love and Passion; makes us Human, not destruction.
But he’s been bought, they pay him to keep his mouth shut.
Men have for Mission; To stand for their conviction.
All have the choice; To not act like boys.
To seek communication; And resolve the situation.
All have the Choice; To add credit and Honor to their Voice.
They call him Bob; He has the face for the Job.
At day puppet doll; At night he drinks his Soul.
If ordered to rob; For him there’s no prob’.
His Life’s main goal: To have none at all...
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2. |
The Age Of Reason
02:02
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3. |
Lighter Than Water
02:14
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1_Here I am,
just a piece of paper,
floating on the river,
to remind you that ...
2_...to remind you that
life could be as simple as me,
I too am on a journey you see,
hopefully to ...
3_...hopefully to the ocean and further.
I guess it’ll depend on the weather!
I have been ...
4_…I have been dropped earlier and somehow,
I’ve ended up on this flow,
which gently ...
5_...which gently carried my weight,
unhurriedly down this strait.
I can ...
6_...I can smell already a change in the air,
as I ebb on my course light and bare.
I feel the gripping ...
7_… I feel the gripping sensation, almost a scare,
that excitement could spark a sudden flare.
But this would ...
8_… but this would be a very tragic ending,
as the water here is full of gas from fracking.
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4. |
Butterfly In Waiting
02:16
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1_I am waiting,
It seems, for something.
while it’s warm here,
and comfortable.
And I can feel . . .
2_And I can feel, the fuzzy tingle of life, pulling me out of my temporary rest.
And in my semi-conscious awareness, ...
3_And in my semi-conscious awareness,
My new shape is revealing to me the purpose of its form.
Soon, I will be . . .
4_Soon, I will be able to make sense of what my blurred vision reports,
as soon as the moist veil protecting my eyes dries up.
When this happens, ...
5_When this happens,
I will know that my body has hardened enough and is ready almost to welcome vitality.
A single sparkle of which, ...
6_A single sparkle of which will suffice to effortlessly crack my chrysalis.
Light will for the first time dazzle my young eyes.
At this very moment, ...
7_At this very moment, I will be alive and free.
I will discover my wings and be forever grateful for them.
And this expected instant, ...
8_And this expected instant, will happen soon. That is, if I am saved from Amey plc.
My colony leaves on the Elm tree they want to torture unnecessarily.
So, I am waiting ...
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5. |
The Seeds Of Future
02:50
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Have we forgotten already, the chance in which we live in?
Realising what is freedom really, may need a little wisdom.
Every old man’s dream, is to die in his garden.
As it keeps it seems, the memories of the fallen.
The ones that were once dear, still present in our minds.
Yet they were playing here, as their silence reminds.
Shall we be grateful for, feeding on nature’s gift?
Or just take a picture, to document its theft?
The unwise of our tribe ,don t put life to good use.
When accepting the bribe, from destruction guruz
Before my days, the patriots; fought battles so we could
Us the people be free from idiots, with stubborn faces and hearts… cold
today some stand by but quiet, not acting as humans should.
Perhaps their mind was shut, and on their thoughts there’s mould!
For as long as we leave our opinion, to others than ourselves,
For as long as our passions, rot on some shelves.
But deep inside our vocation, in our beings delves.
Inside each of us, no exception,
There’s a child curious, hungry for recognition.
He knows the Truth, about our life’s mission.
Some men gag him, Ignoring his words.
But I can hear him scream, his love for the world.
Life don’t mean to be grim, and there’s no need for discord.
To build his dream, and his future garden,
the man mustn’t listen to greed…….. nor expect light from traffic wardens
He just hath to plant the seeds, and protect them from wicked men.
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6. |
The Men In Yellow
02:28
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The orders they follow, the Men in Yellow!
Are they Human? Who knows? They can only say “noes”!
They say “(i)t’s a job innit!? ; And they have the permit,
To remove all that’s lit! Even on Christmas Street!
Are they conscious at all? Have they yet sold their soul?
Are they even able? To reason with moral?
As residents sees it, they’re a bunch of culprit,
They intend not to treat, but to seek tat for tit.
This story not novel!, Man against Vegetal,
or friends, foes, animal, anything not Equal…….
Protesters pacific, ‘course their getting the kick
Big pockets in panic, as deadlines are critic!
Has it to be political?
Or a cover for amoral…
...actions from a few lying to all?
Bypassing the Democratic…
...process with content for Civic…
...duties and abhorrent tactic!
In the middle, Men in YellowKillers official, as said the Law
Pruning Christmas for all………..Here in Sheffield ghetto
Whereas at City Hall, T’tree’s lit and spirit flow
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7. |
The Queen of Effrything
02:14
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8. |
Alea Jacta Est
01:31
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When you send a messenger to a poet,
Could you at least make sure he is literate !?
Or at least that he understand the precepts
of the nature of the law he protects.
There can not be any liaison,
if one only does all communication.
There needs to be answers to questions,
for any hope of resolution.
So if you are here on a Oath,
Recall it when you come forth.
If you’re only inclined to use force,
I’m sure it’s all for the better…..not the worse.
To the words of a poet poet,
Many seem to only hear pouet pouet.
ALEA JACTA EST
When idiots lead the Human Quest !
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_________part 1__________
Since the time of our Fathers, That’s many lives we’ve built.
We have been Warriors, Hunters, Our enemies we’ve killed.
We supported our Soldiers, Whose Life was stilled
All of this so our Brothers, See their dreams fulfilled.
And all of us, me, you, the others, In Paris, Moscow or Sheffield
Are grateful to our Mothers, For the Love they instilled.
And we’ll always protect our sisters, For in their womb tranquil,
Dorm our children future, To whom we’ll give our will
To whom we’ll give the bill
__________part 2__________
We have been warriors, hunters, Fighting for ideals.
Today we wanna be evidence gatherers*,
To experience Life’s thrills
To explore the mysteries of the Universe,
Around the Sheffield Hills
The Life of the local dwellers, Specie made of Steel.
Speaking is not really our Nature, We’re not anthropophiles
As for favorite scripture, We’ve seen none or very lil
We prefer to live in stricture with no opinion, nill
We’re just here to take a picture, That’s our only skill!
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10. |
To Create Everyday
01:48
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1_To create everyday,
From the moment I wake
Rather than buying fake
Happiness on my way.
2_To create everyday,
As each second goes by,
To live life, love and cry,
And learn to enjoy the stay.
3_To create everyday,
As each second goes by,
To live life, love and cry,
And learn to enjoy the stay.
4_To create as I think,
And manifest my dreams,
Give myself all the means,
Spark magic when I blink.
5_To create as I’ve been,
And preserve life’s flow.
To nurture and to grow,
And open realms unseen.
6_To create together,
This is what we do best,
With passion and no rest,
All for our shared future.
7_To create a new place,
Full of colors for all,
For the tall, for the small,
And for your happy face.
8_To create to destroy,
To conquer and to steal,
Annihilate for real,
Just because boys like toys...
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11. |
Ameyrica Ameyndments #1
03:41
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Benoit Pierre BenZ - Humming Bard Sheffield, UK
Following the Tree massacre Saga in Sheffield, Uk. Benoit, full time magician artist decided to take action by bringin verbal obstruction to the destruction of his local environment. 4 months later, the poet is on bail and due to appear at magistrate and High court. but he is also planning a tour. ... more
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