Back Yard

They key to happiness is in your own back yard to seek
But here I am so far away and feeling quite content
Perhaps the truth is each of us is totally unique
And one idea of happiness is not what others meant
My happiness I know is just for me to think about
Although I feign an interest in what others have to say
Suppose my own solution just ensures I have no doubt
I’ve always been particular preferring my own way
So I would say the key for me is keeping my life plain
Not many plans or grand designs to cause undue distress
I live each day without the future looming in the main
And when there’s only me is when my life is at its best
In solitude I travel never lonely just alone
The traveller with no back yard who’s made the world his home


Life’s a big top
So listen to the music while they’re sending in the clown

Learn to say no

Cos life’s a rollercoaster and it takes you up and down

Life’s a journey
My caravan of love has wheels that just keep rolling round


An hour to myself or maybe two
A coffee and the time to sit and drink
It isn’t that I haven’t things to do
But I afford myself some time to think
The world is rushing on at such a pace
Sometimes I feel so giddy I can’t see
I like to stop, to focus on a face
But modern life’s transacted rapidly
It looks like I’m a tortoise sitting there
No doubt I’ll never win that human race
Another man will be successful hare
For I will stop and linger in this place
No pressure in this gentle life of mine
I grant myself the precious gift of time

Unkind Thought

Apology from me to Universe
For unkind thought perpetuates the hate
So I will place an idea into verse
About a different world we could create
I think that love should motivate the earth
And we must find a different way to be
If every human being knows their worth
We could then live with love and harmony
This love it would replenish mind and soul
And when it overflows there’s more to share
If happiness was everybody’s goal
Together we’d create a haven where
The gentlest revolution would bring peace
For unkind thought won’t make the fighting cease

My yesterday I have now put aside
Recriminations made you look so small
I understand you want me and I’ve tried
The time has come to move and that is all
Important man I think I dent your pride
But I must walk to beat of my own drum
So thin your skin if I can damage hide
You can’t control the change that is to come
My resignation taken as a fight
But I just want to step into the new
Instead of peace you’ve given me a fright
This bitter coild be sweet if you chose too
A change has come be happy or bestill
Your passion isn’t how to change my will

Two Men

His skies of blue so beautiful were focusing on me
The skin of milk upon his face has known a life in shade
He looked at me so dark the midday sun has tainted me
For in the muddy fields is where my daily labour’s made
He doesn’t really understand why poverty exists
Believes it could be different but he’s thought and never deed
As if his disapproval or the clenching of his fists
Is all that is required to alleviate my need
His hands do not get dirty if they did he’d realise
To look and see what’s wrong is not the same as making right
A man of action he is not he can but theorise
He ponders while I’m working from the dawn until the night
He dreams of a utopia while everything remains
The whitest man with eyes of blue that sun will never stain

The Game

I have become the ones I used to hate
A player who’s mistaken rough for cool
I’m not a man that people choose to date
A little fish in quite a dirty pool
My confidence is terribly misplaced
A tiny little gun is all I pack
I’m trigger happy cock it in your face
I overcompensate for what I lack
This game is getting harder every day
Admit that I have never found a heart
And I have played because along the way
I never found a love affair to start
The game of love for me has been too tough
And lust has made harden and be rough