it’s genetic,
they cry
no more children
just in case they are sick

Music Hall old time music hall i hear the variety i hear their call i read books and i wear … More

that you cannot force people
and that people,
should not be forced
you cannot bulldoze people

there is no reception
you try to tune in
but nothing comes through
the screen looks blank

Let’s Move On let’s move on cloud forming skies looming i feel the wind it blows a gust in amongst … More

emotionally stunted,
there is no past littered with friendships
full of laughter and memories

i walked into the living room
and i sat down counting,
how many times we had started again
but i ran out of fingers and toes

i lived through your disease
i lived it,
till i was chained,
and down on my knees

privacy?
it is mine
and mine alone

you can have a lifetime of assumption and mis representation
but if you never speak up or speak out then how will people ever know?