Literature
A LOSS TO STOLEN EYES OF INNOCENCE
Stow aways to a day dreamt in days gone by
Passengers of loneliness, passage ways
in the sky
Jet streams in the Heavens
The stolen generation
The emptiness, the dreaming
Earthed, looking to score
As I never felt quite the same
Never knowing why I had to die
In order to find my way back home
And tell me why I had to answer
in questioning why;
Ordered questions, in orders of
questioning in reasoning rationale
Explanations and the unanswerable
In search of inquisitive minds
Time out, tic tock, Getting it on, getting it off
getting on
The exchange, packing pipe dreams in paper
bags made of chrome
The depths of time passes us on by
as we stop to hesitate, never looking
back, never looking over our shoulder
A loaded gun, an open book
A loaded dice, a closed hand
On the take, on the make
Out of control
Sugar cane
And all things nice
Sugar sweet
Warfarin, Strychnine,
cyanide
Trace elements
Treacle treat
Pass the buck and pass the parcel
Pass the pun
Toffee apples
