Poetry

Grenadiers

By 13th August 2007December 9th, 2019No Comments

I WANT TO BE THE BEAST OF HUMAN KIND
I AM MAN FALLEN FROM HEAVEN
I THINK AFTERLIFE IS HARD TO FIND
WHO WANTS TO LIVE FOREVER

EXCEPT THE CHILDREN OF OUR FUTURE
WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO DIE FOR
MONEY GOLD LUST OR A SOUL FOREVER PURE
COZ A TRUE GRENADIER WILL ALWAYS KNOW THE SCORE

YES WE WATCH WITH GREY HAIR
WATCHING THE INTELLIGENTS SENDING COUNCIL SCHOOL KIDS TO HELL
FOR THE LIKES OF GOLDEN BOY BLAIR
WELL WOTS GWS KIDS PRAY DO TELL

COZ I SEEN THINGS YOU NEED NOT
I’M ANGRY COZ MY FAMILLY DIES ONE BY ONE
A FAMILY OF GUARDS NOT BUSY WIPING SNOT
AS THEY STAND UP FOR THEIR CHILDRENS SUN

INJECT ANOTHER NEEDLE OR SMOKE A JOINT
WHO IS WINNING THIS WAR
THE DEVIL SAYS WHATS THE POINT
AS THE LADS GO ON ONE MORE TOUR

GO ON THEN BOLD SOULDER
BE WISER
BE WISER THAN YOUR OLDER
BE WISER

IT COULD END NOW
WAR FAMIN HATE
YOUR CHILDREN
COULD RETURN TO HEAVENS GATE.

Craig

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