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Spring is in the air we shouldn’t have acare
But media is breeding hatred I don’t know how they dare
Life is for living bring kindness to the fore
So let’s get rid of this war war war

Cos kindness is catching it spreads like smiling too
Laughter is the medicine to bring us back to life
So go out there and laugh and smile see it spreading through

Bring back the life to ‘‘this human Zoo!!!

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My dyslexic world.
Let this chaos be unfurled
Not reading left to right
That’s not the only blight
Memories go with an un fleeting glance
And you wonder why I’m left in a trance

No one understands
Only dyslexics can grasps this world
He’s not listening again
Talks too much gives me some pain

He’s not stopped talking, so I’m not listening again
They all try and given up
But only the aged and people with
Dyslexic minds know so much width
We’re are not banging about
To be disruptive
Our brains are in chaos so what do you expect?
Only organised chaos
It’s not that simple nor are we
Try to tell us or even plead
It’s not our fault we cannot read!!.

MORE CHEERFUL VERSE FOUR

Down by the river with bread abound.
Only the birds and wind for sound.
We stroll along arm in arm
I’ll make sure she comes to no harm.
A coffee cup with fag in her hand.
We watch people as we stand the crystal shop that’s just handy.
As we sip coffee instead of brandy

Stones for friendship and for healing
I feel fine and full of feeling.
We’re due back as the hour strikes
wouldn’t take long if we were on our bikes
Made it back in time
Alls well that ends just fine.

VERSE THREE TRAVELING THROUGH MY MIND

VERSE 3

Riverbank walk and simple pleasure if that’s how you like things there’s no need to measure
The size of my pocket and wallet too this is what I like of the human zoo
Hand in hand we waltzed in church for a cup of tea and somewhere to perch.
Golden silence in a place so bear we’ve just talked gazed and stared.

The second verse so don’t get terse

2ND VERSE

We walked in town as if in a trance.
If I were fit I would have taken her for a dance
Arms akimbo and arms in embrace.
We are no longer a part of this human race.
Hand in hand where lost in space rose with her pose and elegant Grace me with a mind that’s lost its place .

First instalment of my time in Sycamore Place a long time ago, a poem 1st verse.

OUR MEET

Stumbling about as if I was drunk
I was in no fit state similar to a punk
We found our way in a house of plenty
We’re not that old we’re really 2

Mental

Of that I really know
But who are these dressed in black
Walking to and from
That’s what I want to know
Are they Robots lost in outer space
Or are they Aliens from another race
Perhaps the rich have their own
Trying to wring us dry
But I have a sneaky feeling that they’ll be the ones who cry!!!!!!! 😭.