thats where the light switch is!!!!!

Ello all this is my latest of blogg's been sitting in dark for so long almost forgot where light switch!!!
My short time out of my own personal prison i seem to keep getting stuck in. i seem to be on parole.....and going to take full advantage of it thats how i deal with it most of time..Still solitude isnt the best thing for me, i certainly need it though. ive had some major advance in dealing with my emotions just letting do what they wanna do and reckonising when they get to strong then im more prepared for it..still most of the time i just seem to fall down pick myself up fall down etc etc..oh well what doesnt kill me makes me stronger i guess.

anyway i wrote "war of soldiers" when i was day dreaming and getting stuck with my politcal views having arguments with myself. i have so many opinions they clash. its was written for the soldiers who are currently serving for there country. fighting someones else's war dont get me wrong i think war can be a good thing, i honestly think that this isnt war its suicide. come on people we should start to think of ourselves and question what we hold value in. which is the lives of all humans on this already strained planet..

there are many titles for this poem "war of soldiers" was more in thinking its no longer a soldiers war.


"Colluseum" Is what it title suggests about rome and empire and how it was flattened within a day sad story, But very poinyant i think for our time today.. i beleive in history repeats itself.

Anyway enough for now..

speak soon!!!!

colliseum

a taste of blood
a taste of fire
my eyes caught on desire
entrance of heroes
exit of demons
cast your magic
never tell

i scream
i scream


Pure agony i feel as i curse
a rage from ethereal
no dragons here
no immortal near
all over all gone
the silenced cheer
from a face full of fear

War of soldiers

See the colour of rain
to catch the last train
late at night
all eyes out, for the fright
fancy politicians continue on
Only to discover its all gone
to late to fast one last breath
to save us all

Paint a pretty soldier
bleeding from heart
his enemy dug down deep

and far apart

guns ablaze as skin replaces
a frosty glaze

catch my bullet
catch my bullet