We clutter our lives with nonsense
So much so it makes no sense
Things to do, places to go
Will we make it yes or no.

Take a moment there’s not a minute
Nervous tension stretched to the limit
Running here chasing there
No time to think, stop, care.

Suddenly time stands still
More medication another pill
Too late to stall, relax, slow down
Don’t leave this world with a frown.

For only you can change that plan
Fill that space the best you can
Only then you’ll surely find
And have more time just to unwind.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

I remember kneeling at the chair
Reciting rosaries deep in prayer
Fish on Friday, communion fast.
Memories from my distant past.

Playing marbles, climbing trees
Falling cutting scraping knees
Macaroons or penny bars
Spinning tops and dinky cars.

Porridge breakfast at the table
Off to school sick or able
Duffle coat and shiny shoes
A tummy pain – that’s no excuse.

Happiness a lasting thought
In hand me downs not shop bought Life was full of bumps and hollows
As clouds moved over sunshine followed.

We never know what lies ahead
When we awake step out of bed
So make the best of what you get
Create memories you won’t regret.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

As they worshipped, partied, sang
As the bells of Easter rang
As children laughed, lovers kissed
Evil crept into their Midst.

Condemnation from on high
Politicians, church outcry
Ignored by those who perpetrate
Fueled by ideology, ignorance, hate.

Is there a way to treat this snake
Their poison not our spirit break
Atrocities we must prevent
Rid our world of this torment.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

Are you there Lord, can you see me
You rose up just to free me
I call your name in silent prayer
With you my inner thoughts I share.

I sit and wait maybe in vain
For you to rise and roam again
A world so full of sadness, death
Where you on lakeshores Apostles met.

Or do I see this the wrong way around
Should I listen to the echo sound
Of Bible, Gospel, Koran, Torah
Combined radiate a loving aura.

Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Jew
To mention only just a few
Can we all for once agree
That we’re just branches on this planet’s tree.

Looked on in horror at the sad news from Derry
An innocent victim whose loved ones will bury
A new generation of growing unrest
Scenes that we’ve lived through, grown to detest
Can history not teach us that violence is futile
Let’s root out this evil put it on trial
For murder is murder no matter what banner
And cannot be justified by race, creed or manner.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

Look over your shoulder at mountains of cash
Exhausted at wondering where you could stash.
Worrying daily about being secure
A burden I certainly don’t have to endure.

I open my fridge. food there aplenty
Not too overdrawn on a statement they sent me.
My days are not filled with interest compound
But laughter and birdsong a more welcome sound.

Would I swap for that five bedroom villa in Spain
Swimming pool, Jaguar new private plane
Or live with a calmness, family, wife
My nights filled with slumber and a nice quiet life…….

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

See all the children Before they grow up
love Overflows from every cup
As they grow older go out and play
get so much wiser At least so they say.
Imaging grown ups See how they react
Nine times out of ten, a negative impact
For friends they are chosen by
Race, creed or money
Or making remarks they think are funny.
For children like sponges soak up all around
Reacting to movement, colour and sound
So be careful in future before you set out
Rid yourself of injustice give kindness a shout.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

I met her she did not know me

All that love did not show me

Stares off into the distance

Ignorant of my existence.

I take her by the hand

She does not understand

I remember how she cared

All the joy we once had shared.

I sang to her a lullaby

Thought a tear came to her eye

I left her in the care of others.

A door closes my heart shudders.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

Who are they that pass me by
Windswept, smiling on their way
Some are happy others grim
To work or maybe to the gym.

Traffic build up anger breaks
Got no patience give or take
carry over nervous tension
Building up your hypertension.

Is this how your day begins
Toss that coin see how it spins
Turn that humour on its head
Next time you get out of bed.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )