Broken

Broken

The toys lay in the corner

Bruised battered broken things

Their voices spoke silent in the dark

No happy songs to sing

A broken toy is worthless

discard from sight through door

no life to love to celebrate

leave it lying on the floor

but toys are limber, they spark new life

touch brings them back to form

like broken discarded toys of life

seek grace among the thorn

where then does new life come around?

Where wakens life to toy’s new sound?

New life I breathe and celebrate

with the one who always liberates

The King Who Wears The Crown

Fall

I don't have the stomach to write about Ireland's situation at the moment, but I had to write something. I am so proud to be Irish but so sad to think that we ended up like this... 

Fall

We were once a nation

That stood to stand so tall

How sad this day that I have lived

To watch as you now fall

Our churches did desert us

Politicians died to lie

We voted devils into place

Now our death rings out, you die

No hand to hold or cling to

A leper we have to die

A country bound and sacrificed

But the banks and devils lie

I hate the politicians

 the people who vote them in

The disgust I have is not suppressed

It’s just a worthless lie

Too little good too little

O little lies you tell

You grew fat and took our dignity

 send us now to IMF hell

So, now we have new rulers

New rulers to rule us all

I hope that you are happy

Fuck the banks that made us fall

I will now remember

I will not forget

I know now that you fat cats lie

Let you carry now our debt.

Go to hell.

Deepwood Drive

Deepwood Drive

You went back home when you felt alone

Taking life lost love, both gathered and borne

The woods behind the house did beckon

You crafted new worlds, a home house to live in

A place alone only where you can return to

The woods give God thanks, their song is to love you

Remember the light that peak shine in the dark

As you herald the morning with song of the lark

The virgin stands watchful, casts peaceful wide eye

She walks with you now and she will till you die

Chemo is wandering tails and new paths

And the virgin will guide him to light from the dark

Give yourself time and cry if you will

Knock on our door; let your heart now be still

Your life is full motion of which you are part

Prepare the way forward, let go, now take heart

God laugh God cry God push forward to live

 let go of your wealth, time now receive give

with others you journey on this Emmaus road

like the paths woods at evening, they call you to home