Conscious Beam

So many are not happy with their lot
This life on darkened roads you did not choose
Bemoaning everything that you are not
Will drive you a place where you will lose
Its good to make some changes, take control
Just look within and if by chance you find
That you are not too happy with your soul
Then search until your psyche's realigned
For what you seek is concrete, not a dream
It lives within if you decide to see
So make your inner eye a conscious beam
A torch along the path to who you'll be
And don't give up when frightened and alone
The light of love you shine will guide you home


The days of wonder came upon me
Happiness was mine
From deep within my own creation
Now became the time
I searched so long but on my journey
Never went too far
My mind a land so rich to wander
Filled with shining star
For all the universe residing
Locked inside my soul
The emptiness you think I'm hiding
Key to being whole


Those rules created shape a little life
Perhaps you think survival’s on the line
My ruler thrown away and so I make
My curves and spirals feeling mighty fine
Perhaps you found you’re living in a box
Step outside there’s  jasmine in the air
Four walls become a prison known as home
If we confine our hearts and minds to there
Imagine the abandonment of straight
A kinky queer whose slinking off the track
Meander down a path that no one beats
And you might find the freedom that you lack
Remove the jacket if you’re in a strait
Deny the norm and start to deviate

The Wet

The street became a river
My bike a leaking boat
The traffic at a standstill
Not knowing how to float
I waded through the water
Rolled trousers up to knees
Can’t pedal so I paddle
Through murky urban seas
And only for an hour
The rain had fallen fast
And though the rain was heavy
This time it didn’t last
So welcome to the season
Cambodia gets wet
And if you think it’s bad now
You ain’t seen nothing yet

Strange fruit

If oranges are green what else might be
The unexpected trips that see me fall
The meaning hidden or not there at all
A case that I can’t trust the things I see

If oranges are green I play a part
A European biter of the hand
Corruption that is watering the land
Is stop preventing change to ever start

If oranges are green I am not brown
I’m hiding from the wonder of sun
The words like rapid firing of the gun
I’m up where everybody’s chips are down

So oranges are green and here am I
An alien who sees through bluest eye