Excitedly we’ve opened our box
Time to get the gear from the loft
And maybe start wearing our xmas socks?
© J W Nelson 2016

Yes that’s right
We are counting down the days
Eleven months of darkness will become light
As the season of good cheer is here to stay…
© J W Nelson 2016

The journey started in 68
Like the hypnotic humming of a bird
Even back then I was always late
To be early would be absurd

We start our unknown journey
With no destination sight
With hopes to become attorney?
And the power it gives to take flight?

My train keeps on going
There is still fuel in the tank
A year older means more puffing and blowing
Mouth wide open, expression almost blank

I continue to perform the ‘Swan’
Cool and calm is the top line view
Inside pistons fire like a mad man
You never want to reveal the real you

Another year is added to my number
Its birthday time on the horizon again
Yester year I had time to slumber
But now, it’s a huge thank you to all my friends

The hope is to keep life simple
Drive your journey your way
Stay as cute as a dimple
Retain your essence – afterall its your brithday! (it’s mine actually)
The Tree…
So December arrives
What does it mean?
We count down the days
Oh yes, we’re really keen
The garden centre beckons
Another arduous trip
Never mind the madding crowds
But watch the ice, in case you slip
You view fifty trees
They all look the same
In frustration you pick the first one
It’s the annual run around game
Now into the car
You bend, twist, and shove
Eating needles you hadn’t planned on
Once in, you raise your eyes up above
With ease you bring it home
Stand back – look at your icon with pride
Until you notice something is missing
You now want to run away and hide
Never mind, a job is done
The family will be pleased
No concern about the lopsided tree
Or being continually teased and teased…
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Are we really?
Doesn’t seem like it any more
Words cannot express how;
To save your life you play dead on the floor
Are these events last week Paris
The tipping point in this thousand years war
The undercurrent simmering like a now erupting volcano
For which we’d better find an ice cold cure
Are we really all that different
Aren’t we blood, veins, muscle and sinew?
Do we vent like Andrew Neil
In an verbal attempt to not let this madness continue
Are we preventing rather than cure
Getting to the root, planting the right seeds
A careful, meticulous response is a possible thrust
In hopes of developing non-violent, religious agnostic deed
Are we the last generation to consume
Such vociferous, rabid disdain and utter hate
The mind boggles at the inhumanity displayed
There’s nothing we want to eat now that’s on our plate
Are we going to find answers in; bombs; bullets; diplomacy?
Whatever shape or form they might be
Look to the US, UK, China, Russia, France, the UN etal
The eyes of the world have been opened for all to see
Are we to view the horizon with genuine hope
A conglomeration of the best minds, tactics and strategy
Getting to very heart of a fiercely religious, dedicated group
A solution lies in educating the youngest of babies
So are we really all together?
This HAS to be resolved in the time to come
Every facet of human existence must be exhausted
We all deserve to walk freely and not have to run
Are we there yet?
There is much strength and endurance in a feather
A whisper in the right ear can be heard across the globe
It’s message rings out loud ‘We are ALL together’
THERE ARE MANY KEYS TO OUR WORLD
BUT SOME DOORS SHOULD REMAIN CLOSED
NOWADAYS THEY BEGIN TO UNFURL
WITH MANY OF US LEFT COMATOSED
BY A WAR THAT HAS BEGUN
NOT AMONGST COUNTRIES AGAINST EACH OTHER
IN A BLAZE LIKE THE RISING OF A NEW SUN
WE’RE IN A WHOLE LOT OF BOTHER
NOT BY PLANES FLYING OVERHEAD
NOT BY MISSILES FALLING FROM THE SKY
BUT BY THE NEIGHBOUR WE THOUGHT WAS DEAD
BY THE NEIGHBOUR WHO ‘WOULDN’T HURT A FLY’
‘BE ON THE WATCH’ THE BIBLE TELLS US
WE DON’T KNOW THE HOUR OR THE DAY
IN THESE COMMENTS WE HAVE TO PLACE TRUST
THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT IS ALREADY IN DECAY
ANARCHY MIGHT BE A STRONG WORD
BUT HOW FAR WILL SOME PEOPLE GO
MANKIND’S RECORD IS LOUD AND MUST BE HEARD
AN EXAMPLE OF THIS MADNESS, THEY HAVE ALREADY SHOWN
SOME SAY RELIGION IS ONE OF THOSE ‘KEYS’
CAUSE OR CURE? THE DECISON UP TO YOU
WE SHOULD ALL BE ON OUR KNEES
PRAYING FOR AN ANSWER, FOR SOMETHING NEW
PEACE AND THE DOVE, ARE IN THE DISTANCE
A FAINT, ALMOST NEVER ENDING DREAM
WE MUST, WE HAVE TO BE PERSISTENT
FOR OUR VERY LIFE ON EARTH, IS WHAT I MEAN
SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST NO LONGER APPLIES
THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THIS KIND OF WAR
MILLIONS INDISCRIMINATELY SUFFER, MANY MORE WILL DIE
NOT EVEN THE SKIES CAN SAVE US, EVEN IF WE SOAR
IS RELIGION AND OUR GOD TO BE OUR SAVIOUR, OUR SHIELD
YOUR FAITH IS YOURS TO DECIDE
BUT WHEN THE TIME COMES FOR ALL OF US TO YIELD
LET’S HOPE THERE IS A PLACE TO HIDE
CAN THIS BE STOPPED, WILL THERE BE AN END?
WE CAN’T DIFFUSE AN ALREADY EXPLODED BOMB…
WE MUST NEVER ACQUIESCE, HOWEVER, NEVER BEND
LIVE OUT OUR LIVES WITH APLOMB
MANKIND HAS SUFFERED AND SURVIVED
THROUGHOUT THOUSANDS OF YEARS
AN ANSWER IS A TRAIN WAITING TO ARRIVE
AT THE STATION THAT KNOWS NO FEAR
THAT TRAIN IS FULL OF HUMAN BEINGS
YES, GOD-FEARING, LOVING PEOPLE
LIVING LIKE WE SHOULD – LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING
OUR CHILDREN NOT HAVING TO WALK THROUGH TREACLE
SIDESTEPPING, POISONS, GASES AND EXPLOSIONS
BECOMING OVERLY CONSCIOUS OF A RACE OR PERSONS
THAT IN ITSELF IS A TERRIFYING NOTION
THAT THEY ARE LEFT TO CAST ASPERSIONS
HUMAN NATURE CAN KICK IN
SOME SAY WE’RE FIGHTING A NEVER ENDING WAR
PATIENCE CAN BE WORN VERY THIN
AS THEY LIVE – YET ATTACK THE DEMOCRATIC CORE
A DOUBLE STANDARD, LIKE AN AGENT IN THE WW1 OR TWO
SLEEPING WITH IT’S ENEMY WITH A SMILE
THIS HAS TO BE HANDLED LIKE A COO
TO GET THEM AFAR, RUNNING A MILE..
HOPE AND TRUST IN FRIENDS, FAMILY OR YOUR FAITH
YOU HOLD IT TIGHT, LIKE A MOTHER DOES A BABY GIRL
MAKING YOU FEEL COMFORTED, SOUND AND SAFE
AS YOU CONTINUE THE DAILY FIGHT, IN THE ‘WAR OF OUR WORLD’…
J W NELSON©