don't let the bastards grind you down

i reside at the palace
i call my home
my chest aches
my dick hurts
i come too soon
i remind myself
of a loser
i know too well
in my childhood
i was the victim
of a cruel betrayal
so, if i'm gay -
then hit me won't you
a soggy bottom
is something i can hide
and if my breath
stinks so bad you vomit
then maybe you'd like
to talk to my backside
but if there's something
i have forgotten
or been cheated from
at last,
then please won't you
ignore me
while i fucking laugh my arse off!

a religious sacrifice

there was a better man
who's words were truth and honesty
but then he had neglected
to be suspected
for the integrity of his love

the baby Jesus
even though i admire him
has made just one mistake
you can't make a life
from betrayals of trust
and believe in his legacy today

its not just, that he has a voice
that carries his ideals around the world
but that we can't deny that his words
are of those who brought us up

so i ask of the Lord
'tell me stranger -
is it you who's let me down?'
only you promise so many things
i do believe in,
that my heart can only confound

you taught me all i happen to know
so let me teach you a lesson of my own
you're off to the tip to sit on a mountain of shit
and dwell upon the dark

after i've kicked you around the room a few times
to teach you that you can't afford to let people down!

mourning dove

i am aggrieved for the loss
of the hope i did have
i believed in the joy
of a love that would last
but again i am a fool
someone who has faith
a pitiful loser
whose God is a joke
i sit here depressed
thinking of all my failures
the dreams i did have
for the future of my relationship
there was once a friend
who wished i would win
the heart of another
so that he may be triumphant
but the truth is i'm a pity
for my loved ones that remain
they all hide their faces
from my demands to be saved
you're a prick!
you're an idiot!
who on earth would want you?
these are the words
of those that accuse
me of being to blame for my loss
'the young fool believes his psychiatrist
has a sacred heart!'

2 faced coin

i have made many friends
and throughout my life
i have stood back
from the situations
that beggar belief
frustration, castration
perverse acts of abuse
i have even found in me
the sense to accuse
a touch of flesh
or a comforting hand
embrace me in kind
but felt hounded down
but then,
i have to stop you there
how dare you assault me!
maybe you take kindly
to fingering
your arsehole
so get the fuck
off my case
i have told you before
i owe you nothing
not even a coin.

true to me

the love i have made
for the one i am fond of
that beautiful woman
who's heart i dream of
she's disappeared
gone away
i cannot find
her heartbeat today
have i been forgotten
or is it time to change
the ways of my fantasies
so she may
join me again
i don't know
but i am sure to be asking
if there was ever a chance
of us two
eloping
there's so many fears
i have already had
for the love of me -
- i beseech you
won't you be true to me?

ignored

there's little joy
in my life
right now, in this world
i have faithfully
stayed committed
to the truth of my heart

i'm not contrite
or praying selfishly
for some taste
of euphoria
i just wish to be happy

should my heart
be deceptive
and my mind diseased
cannot i be
totally at peace
with this world
as it is

should my anger cause me
to shout out loud
or the horror of politics
bring me down
then what may i ask for
when talking of love?

am i deluded and stupid?
or just being ignored?