This pain won’t last forever

This Pain won’t last forever
What you are going through won’t last forever
It will pass
You may be on a different part of the mood spectrum
Everything may seem like a problem
This pain won’t last forever
Never say never
I’m fighting my own battle which I really don’t understand
Got a demon in my mind that won’t vacate
Writing helps
It has allowed me do be creative
And to help me discover
A deep understanding of who I am

Don’t bomb Iran

Don’t bomb Iran
From your bases in Turkey and Afghanistan
Please America
Have mercy
Think of the many innocent civilians you will kill
Don’t do it at your will
The world doesn’t need another pointless war
But that is what you have come to adore
Election is coming up
There is plenty of oil under Iranian ground
We know you can find anyone on this planet
And assassinate them with precise drone strikes
But you are missing the point
As we are all related all alike
We are all brothers and sisters
With the occasional drifter
Be good America
If you can

My lucky underpants

I wear my lucky underpants from time to time
And of course from rhyme to rhyme
I wear them when i’m feeling the luck
I wear them when there is any chance of a fuck
They mind the crown jewels as a receptacle
They take good care of my testicles
They are my lucky underpants
Its a type of bromance
They help with the romance
And when I listen to trance
I bought them in Penney’s with some finance
They are my motherfucking lucky underpants

Bollocks to the Poppy

Bollocks to the Poppy
That old racist jalopy
My lyrics ain’t sloppy
Bollocks to the Poppy
What about the 1 million Irish who starved in the Great Famine
On this issue there is only one side
And that’s British genocide
What about the troubles?
Who is responsible?
What about 800 years of occupation?
800 years of subserviency
And they expect Irish people to wear the fucking Poppy
These deaths are irreversible
The Poppy is a symbol of tyranny
Like the Brits locking up my dad without trial in Long Kesh
Also known as the H-Blocks
James McClean is a modern day Irish hero
The Poppy brigade count him as less than zero
But he knows his history
As do I
Bollocks to the Poppy
I’m Irish true and true

Perfect Day

I’m having a perfect day
Perfect in every way
Had a good night’s sleep
Nice dreams and sleep so deep
Didn’t meet any assholes
Which is fantastic
Regular check up with my GP
No problems which he could see
Just a perfect day
Like Lou Reed’s song
Totally perfect nothing wrong
Just a perfect day

Do you wanna know how it feels?

Do you know how it feels to be Bi-Polar
Do you really want to know
Do you want to know about the Highs
Do you want to know about the Lows
Do you want to know about being sectioned
Should we go through that, do you reckon
Do you know why people kill themselves
Do you really want to know
Or are you just glad it’s not you
Do you understand mental illness
Are you an outsider or are you a witness
Do you really want to know
Do you want to know how it feels to be really sick
Being too high or too low, which would you pick
Do you know where you are on the mood spectrum
Taking medication to the minimum or maximum hoping for the optimum
Do you really want to know
Do you know how it feels to be happier dead than suffering life
Count your blessings
Go easy on people and the troubles they are facing
Go easy

Got my education travelling around the world

Got my Inter and Leaving Certificate
For all that’s worth
Didn’t want to get stuck in the mud
Always knew I had Gypsy blood
From a young age I knew I had to try
To find where the eagles fly
I knew I had to travel
My dream was to visit as many countries as possible
To meet different people
To embrace other cultures
To eat different food
To soak up different landscapes
To study local histories
No better feeling
Than getting on a long distance flight
And money in the bank
Travelling broadens your horizons
Gives you a better outlook on life
Every country is a new experience
Every country a new audience
For me

Where are the Palestinians?

I have met Israelis in Central America
I have met Israelis in South America
I have met Israelis in South East Asia
I have met Israelis in the Sub-Continent
Usually after their time in the army
Where are the Palestinians?
Not many have jobs, money, passports or visas
They can’t travel as they are besieged
Where are the UN and their fellow Arab countries?
Where are their fellow Muslims?
Where is the humanity?
Why don’t people care? Is it too much to bear?
Why are the Americans financing the slaughter?
Where are the Palestinians?