GLYNCOCH

I moved to Glyncoch at the end of the eighties,
And it was clear to all; I’m a Johnny-come-lately.
There was never a chance of being mistook for a local;
My West Country accent marked me out as a yokel.
But these people of Glync, they opened their hearts
‘though many still think that I’m from “foreign parts”.
That’s what’s wonderful about this place where I’m living
The people are open and loving and giving.
Yes we’ve had problems. What village has not?
But these people of Glync’ll give you all that they’ve got.
If a charity calls you’ll not find them wanting
Although better off folk might find the task daunting.
Here if someone has tenpence then fivepence is yours
And maybe all ten, it depends on the cause.
At the Social Club, Rugby club or in the schools
You’ll always find people who’ll act like they’re fools
If it means cancer research gets one extra quid
Or a Charity auction needs one extra bid.
So, Yes in Glyncoch we’ve seen plenty of trouble
And outsiders suggest it be reduced to rubble.
But I’ll tell any critic, “When push comes to shove
The majority of Glyncers are just full of love.”

Bato

SNAKES AND LADDERS

Snakes and ladders, not just a game,
It’s a way of life trying to survive.
Everytime I find a ladder,
The snake coils around my legs,
To make sure I stay at the bottom,

Sometimes I get halfway up,
But the snake at the top,
Ensures I move back down.
Throw the dice, have another go.

This time I land on a snake,
So further down I plunge.
To the point where there are no ladders just snakes,
The big pit of life, full of them,
Most of them poisonous, some of them not.

But how can I tell?
If the venom doesn’t get me.
I’m likely to get the Qi crushed out of my being,
Suffocating to death through lack of ladders.

A scarf made of snakeskin,
That you cannot take off.
All of a sudden, snakes and ladders,
Is not just an innocent board game.

Compare it to life, so ruthless and cruel;
Next time I feel like playing,
I'll roll the dice,
And maybe play a better game.

Allison M

TRUST

When the trust has gone,
It doesn’t take long,
For the rot to set in,
It’s my sin.

Where do I begin,
To tell you,
I never totally loved you,
But I do care very much.

It wouldn’t really matter,
How much I explained,
You never listen,
To what causes pain.

You’re the injured party,
So you say,
My life is not my own,
But still I must pay.

For things I’ve done in the past,
Trusting a man with my feelings,
That’s the last,
Never again will I come clean.

Abuse and threats, well that’s plain mean,
We only get one go at life,
That’s what we’re told,
But my escape is my soul, it's already sold.

Allison M

DEMONS AND MONSTERS

It’s been another stormy night,
Nothing to do with the weather, just another fight.
To wrestle with feelings and constant pain,
Oh! no, it’s starting to rain.
Pull the shutters down, total blackness,
My eyes adjusting to see unreal madness.

Demons and monsters that have come to play,
Why won’t they all go away?
Staring eyes spilling tears of blood,
I’m stuck here in the filthy mud.
My legs won’t work as I try to run,
Can’t even shoot them with a gun.

They creep and slither all over the floor,
They’ve got back-up, I’m expecting more.
I’ll cling onto hope for as long as I can,
Time’s running out and I’ve no other plan.
But I’m a strong person inside I know,
I’m just not ready for that final blow.

Allison M

WAY OUTSIDE

Net curtains fluttering in the breeze,
Wind whistling through the trees,
Outside,
Way outside.

Radio playing all the old songs,
That’s where my heart belongs,
Outside,
Way outside.

In the past, nothing ever lasts,
My today will be tomorrow’s past,
Freedom, no way, my life is cast,
Outside,
Way outside.

Out of reach, I have no goal,
Ambitions long gone, life’s taken it’s toll,
Outside,
Way outside.

Where the air is cool and dark and lonely,
There will be me and my soul only,
Outside,
Way outside.

That’s okay, I like it that way,
For terrible things now I must pay,
Outside,
Way way outside.

Allison M

DEPRESSION

Depression is a very strange thing,
The bottom line is you just can’t win.
You wake in the morning feeling rough,
Can’t take anymore, well that’s just tough.

You try to fight it all on your own,
Go to the Doctor, to me that’s unknown.
I haven’t the time to sit all day,
Waiting for a Doctor, what could I say?

How can you explain something’s not right,
Fears and strange dreams all through the night.
They’ve no time to listen, just give you pills,
Can’t seem to cope with no physical ills.

So here I sit moody and frowning,
With the dread that I’m drowning.
I try to eat but feel like choking,
Bloody Hell!, I wish I was joking.

Allison M

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FEARS

How does my head work? - I don’t know,
Why the fears? - ones I can’t show
Things I’m scared of but nobody sees,
Perhaps they can, still can’t help me.

Afraid of nothing, that’s how I live,
Except at times I get what I give.
It’s certainly not deserved just yet,
Why the constant fear? - it seems so set.

Nothing changes, but does all the time,
My life full of retribution and crime.
Love they say will conquer all,
Can it be the solution? – it’s not my call.

Living on hope is so unstable,
Fairy tale life, yet another fable.
Without my music to guide me through,
I’d be with Angels standing in a queue.

What is an ordinary day?
Please let me know, I intend to stay.
Not to be burdened with difficult tasks.
Nobody gets anywhere if nobody asks.

Somebody tell me, whisper into my ear,
Then I can stop ciggies and drinking beer.
I know the answer is out there somewhere,
To stop the fears I need someone who cares.

Allison M

SAFELY TO SCHOOL

Our local council, a lovely bunch of blokes

Decided to have a game, to play a little joke.

They cancelled all the buses across to Coedylan

And nominated a safe route, a cunning little plan.

This has helped the police out in a strangely effective way

'Cos now they know exactly where the pervs will go to play.

And there no longer is a problem with teens who're overweight

The bullies take their lunch before they’re near the school gate.

And they tell us teenagers just don't do exercise

At Coedylan Comprehensive that's just a pack of lies.

To avoid bullies and perverts, the kids are all running

And what is surprising, (it's practically stunning)

Is the council has now provided a pool

And the children are able to swim into school.

Bato

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