Why do I write?

Why do I stay awake at night?
Is it abstract self expression?
Drunken words after a session?
Of the many things considered important
The only thing I consider important
Is what makes my heart pulsate
Is what my existence illustrates
Quality time with family and proper mates

Junkie on the Luas

Where are you going junkie on the Luas?
Your a picture of blissful meditation junkie on the Luas
You look happier than the rest of us junkie on the Luas
And there is a feeling of envy secretly passing through us

Standing here watching you
Captivated watching you
Some fellow passengers do harbour grudge
You just sit there and do not budge
I am not the type to judge

Every woman and every man
Including the farmers in Afghanistan
All involved in this master plan

Like everything produced from our earth’s toil
Be it mainline or be it foil

One absolute constant that cannot go unchecked
Even the junkie on the Luas deserves respect

A couple of pints is never enough

What are ya having?
What do you need?
Couple of pills or a gram bag of speed?
Is everything alright?
Are ya having a good night?
Hope you and your mates are keeping it tight?
Its now getting late and your feeling a bit rough?
A couple of pints is never enough.

Are you a bird or are you a bloke?
Do you like to partake of a smoke?
Even the occasional nosefull of coke?
You might aswell.
You are not going to Hell.
Its better to have a tale to tell.
Don’t stop.
Live life to the full.
Its a lie that at the top it is tough.
A couple of pints is never enough.