Introduction

Though I am not an eloquent person, I have always loved the rhyming word of poetry and I have my moments of creativity in this subject matter. I tend to write from emotion, sometimes from experiences and often tell stories of quite simply what is on my mind. Not necessarily writing for anyone in particular, most of the time just writing thoughts. I have been asked to write poems for other people and some are included in this collection. Read, don't read, the choice is yours... and so is your opinion.

Free to share poetry

All of my writing is registered with copyrights, however I am happy to waiver this for my poetry section and should anyone wish to use my work for song lyrics or share on the internet, all I ask is that credit is given to my name by means of common courtesy, thanks. There are certainly reasons behind what I write and I am sure that over time I shall add explanations to accompany each piece and if possible I shall add some imagery too. If you wish to question any of my work, I shall be happy to respond.

Save It For The Son

Save it for the son, 'Cause the sun is turning cold,
A life has just begun, What little food they hold.


Save it for the son, They've got nobody else,
A war that can't be won, Left sitting on the shelf.


Just another TV ad for the attention that they need,
They're real people, real lives, real mouths to feed.

Shanty town,
Let the moonlit beam kiss the ground,
On your Shanty town,
So many starving children all around,
In your Shanty town,
I know some day a saviour will be found,
For your Shanty town,
We'll save it for the son of Shanty town.


Save it for the son, One day the seed will grow,
Such a race to run, The mother milk will flow.


Save it for the son, He's got so much to give,
There's so much to be done, Rebuild your right to live.


Just another TV ad worldwide we understand,
Yet we do so little, to lend a helping hand.


Shanty town,
Let the moonlit beam kiss the ground,
On your Shanty town,
So many starving children all around,
In your Shanty town,
I know some day a saviour will be found,
For your Shanty town,
Well save it for the son of Shanty town.


God forgive us - God deliver us, a saviour for this nation,
God help us try - Don't let them die, don't ruin your creation.


Just another TV ad again and again and again,
We've all got the message now, let's try to ease their pain.


Shanty town,
Let the moonlit beam kiss the ground,
On your Shanty town,
So many starving children all around,
In your Shanty town,
I know some day a saviour will be found,
For your Shanty town,
Well save it for the son of Shanty town.

Poetry Titles:

Below are text links to each piece with their titles. Simply click to read... and hopefully enjoy and take some thought from the words.
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