Cruise The Universe With You

If aliens come to abduct this soul,

I’d ask if we could pick you up too.

I don’t want to be here or there alone.

I’d want to cruise the universe with you.

We could show our hosts not all on earth are alike.

We could show them love, that not all fight.

As we cruise the universe night after night.

We could show them love, we could show them light.

If aliens come to abduct this soul,

I’d ask if we could pick you up too.

Cos I don’t want to be here or there alone.

I want to cruise the universe with you.

We could show them that humans have so much more.

We could show them love, not hate, not war.

As we cruise the universe through space we’d soar.

We could show them the love, that’s in all our cores.

 

 

 

Your Cure

It builds so slowly,

Placid cool, to a simmering rage.

It builds in gradual increments,

Never once repeated, the same.

The need for flesh, the need to fuck,

The nagging want with which I’m stuck.

Only you know what will sate.

Only you can relieve what I need.

Only your mind and your body,

Will give me peace.

It’s building slowly,

Now, as I type these words.

It’ll soon be time for you to administer,

The requirement, your cure.

We Are All

We are all one colour,

We are all one creed.

Whether here,

Or there overseas.

To the stars we’re the same,

As we are to disease.

Only your eyes see a difference,

Only your minds decree.

If we don’t banish futile tribalism,

If we can’t come together as one.

We as a species on earth,

Will soon be over, done.

And with us all other life,

Will be burnt from this rock.

It’s there for all to see,

It shouldn’t come as a shock.

We are all one colour,

We are all one creed.

And only together as one,

Can we save humanity.

Philosophy of sin

Are we sinners living with sin?

Are we damned to how we give in?

Are we enlightened? Happy to say. 

I’ll not be unhappy, not every day.

Is it bad my winsome girl?

To dress up and play in our role play world. 

Or is it adorable, loving and right. 

That we snatch what we love for just a few nights. 

I’ll ask you this, sin? Philosophise please.

But I’ll not classify sin, to that which brings peace.