Thursday 27 September 2007

SECURITY

Certain things should be left in the past,
Happy memories, when you need them, will last
I can look back, at times engraved in my soul,
Looking forward is the greatest goal.

Many thoughts onto which I cling,
My childhood was such a wonderful thing.
Then I grew up, no security for me,
Sent out into the world to become what I’d be.

The one thing I will always crave,
Lost security, probably follow me to the grave.
With so many worries day to day,
Still trying to cope, doing things the right way.

The years have rolled by, my children have grown,
One day soon they will have to stand on their own.
Hope they don’t feel the same as me, cheated.
Their security will always come free.

ALLISON M

Sunday 23 September 2007

HELL AND BACK

Why do people say,
I’ve been to Hell and back?
I didn’t see you there,
But I must stay.

Hell is a horrible place,
That’s my home, no escape.
It’s not only me,
But most of the human race.

Some of them don’t realise,
Just walk around in disguise.
They’re not fooling anyone,
Because I can judge by their eyes.

To look at somebody face to face,
I can tell whether it’s genuine hate.
Or love for that matter,
That’s my fate.

I’m on the edge of coming back,
The problem is – it’s a steep and slippery track.
No energy left to make my way,
All I can do is sit and pray.

Allison M