Blood Warm and flowing Through every part of my body Keeps me alive Invisibly moving Blood Dripping, pouring Out of me quickly Will kill me with haste Blood Pumped round our viens Oxygenating vessels It flows through our heads Blood From pin-pricks Will falter Stopping congealing Blood A letter is written The ink is replaced A kidnappers ransom Not his own letting His victim in pain Blood Keep it inside you Protect what is yours Blood The water of life Internally flowing Around and around Blood Thicker than water Friendships can sustain you Family Can save you Support you through times Blood In pools Spilled with abandon Useless Collected in bags We hope it saves lives AGL

The moments Each one The important The pedestrian Each breath Inhaled Everything We Witness All of the sights we have seen Memories Vivid and unseen Glimpses of past lives Broken Those missed opportunities Or unexplored dreams We will keep on moving Mostly unseen From out of the shadows Hidden we scream Screaming only works If it is heard By someone or anyone Who can offer us peace A place where safety Allows us to sleep Step out of the darkness Into the bright Don't be afraid If you know that your right Honour and passion For all of your beliefs Is only effective If you step out from the screen I've never been able To tell them there wrong When I see that there causing Our society to fall Only through writing And expressing in ink Can I ever believe that This world has Stepped back from the brink AGL 

My arms grow tired As I carry my life Going up and down Through toil and strife My head grows tighter With every second alive My Thoughts grow weary How CAN I survive Whatever is sent my way At the breaking of the dawn Or at the end of each day The pressure builds Until I can take no more My body must surely Give in Implode A life less ordinary A cliched term Discomfort implores me To wriggle and squirm But what of the choices Left open to me Do I run and keep running Break away, free Is leaping the answer Into the void The body has grown Only to be destroyed Insight will guide me Into why it is so That my life has turned into A pain that will flow The thoughts and the feelings That are harming me now I will keep on moving breathing in and out Feeding my body But no longer with doubt Tomorrow will come Just like today I'll begin to understand Why the demons hold me Once I have co

The Kingston bridge at rush hour Traffic standing still I know that I'll get home some time Perhaps I never will Perched up high above the Clyde The sparkling river flickers Sitting inside of my steed of steel A slow boat would prove quicker A bottle neck Some have said A narrow corked up lane Lift the lid We're all released Pouring out again A rare event the sun bakes us As transmissions stuck in neutral The chance to just get out and walk Would prove dangerous Pointless, futile So patience holds us prisoner A stationary dance  ensues A fag for him A coke for you The radio plays us news Songs from charts reverberate As CD's spin there tunes Moving now Building speed The gears are climbed with ease The sweeping turn of the motorway We'll get home in the end The Kingston bridge at rush hour Will drive you round the bend I know that I got home last night Tonight I surely will. AGL

Taxed into submission On every aspect of our lives On water On food On gasoline They tax us on our dreams No matter how hard we try To gather wealth through working The strictly observed bureaucracies Take away our earnings Taxed on air I could not breathe Taxation on rain My deserts forming Crops will die The sun keeps burning In the pit of my stomach Hunger Groaning Silently drifting despair  Too the four winds calling Infinity takes the sounds to her heart Taxation should be falling AGL

My senses communicate the flood of pain A pain so harsh It feels like molten rain Burning me deeply Scorching my skin My clothing disperses Paper thin I will remember them always Those who have left An extended family With children bereft Those memories cherished Cannot be erased The character lives on For the rest of my life If I had met them more When they were alive Would I have felt Any different inside? Its easy to see the goodness shining within When you know That the dying Are out on a limb When the thin branch snaps Life goes away Falling so hard Our tears soak and stain Each teardrop carries A droplet of sorrow When  we realise For them There is no tomorrow They would want us to live To accept death has come We must go on living For them we'll be strong Of course it still hurts And comforts offered may be ignored I hope time will lead you home to rest The peaceful sleep where dream

Broken now, beyond repair Eyes vacant A sightless stare He looks asleep At peace at rest A crimson pool Reveals the truth This fella has gone No longer in pain Reposed on the lawn Chewing on wood Reduced to pulpy Chunky sawdust Not the smartest Not by far Yet he held an intelligence  A glowing star We found him in the Cardonald home A lonely guy With a sadness looming Thin and helpless Imprisoned by wire Inside him we saw a helpless child He stayed with us for a short short while As children grow He does too A mighty dog Full and strong A gentleness Aware of life He'd have followed us through fire and strife He scaled the heights Sinew and claws Sometimes get stuck And need rescued Chasing sticks much bigger than he White horses he'd ride Conquer and tame A sadness fills our home for now They don't remain for very long As our lifetimes turn and move Each decade takes away some