How many people do you know,
Are there people you dislike,
Do you categorise or stereotype?
What a bore, if we were all alike.
People come and they go,
Life’s to short,
Don’t let them know,
Live and let live,
Damn best motto,
Try not to hate,
You may be the one,
Who begins to disintegrate
World is crazy
What a place we are living in,
Can’t believe what my eyes are seeing,
Makes me ashamed to be a human being,
Disrespecting mothers also our fathers,
Youths getting run down by the undercovers,
Raids on the streets,
turning up the heat,
Only seems like the richest living sweet,
While the poor fight for the meat,
Terror, anger in a youngsters minds,
By the truth nuff of them are blind, blind,
World is great yet crazy for all mind kind.
The dark blue night sky lying beautifully.
The moon shimmering among the peaceful waves
rolling up against the shore.
Shooting stars flying past like sparklers on New Year’s Eve.
Lights starting to turn off, shops starting to close
The sky starting to set and people going to sleep.
I’m an orangutan in the jungle,
Leaping from tree to tree,
Dancing around as happy as could be,
Light shining through the leaves,
Views that people can never believe,
I carry food for miles and miles,
Bringing it back to cheerful smiles,
Humans, hunters, move and they’ll shoot,
Hide away, quick, from the men in a suit,
I’m an Orangutan in the jungle,
Staying up in my tree,
I hope the stalkers will never find me
People flock to the coast,
It’s the place they love the most.
As the sand runs through my toes,
The smell of salt hits my nose.
As I see the crashing waves with my eyes,
I can hear the sound of the birds cries.
People flock to the coast,
It’s the place they love the most.
Before I go to bed,
I like to imagine things in my head,
What would it be like to have my own wonderland?
Would my world be chaos or grand?
In my wonderland you would find
Trees that wave as you go by,
A captivating blue sea
That could take the heart of you and me,
A mesmerizing moon,
And birds with a never-ending tune,
Colourful, charming towns,
Parties every week and if you wanted you could wear a gown,
As I come back from my wonderland
Feeling quite grand,
I realise it is time to sleep,
I’m glad my imagination is mine to keep.
I like to play football,
It’s such fun,
The VISION I see whilst playing in the sun.
I’m not keen on the snow,
But love the rain,
It’s making friends while playing the game.
On or off the pitch,
Win, lose or draw
I love that feeling when I score.
Celebrating with teammates,
High fives all round,
Local pitch or famous ground.
It doesn’t always,
Go our way,
But there’s always a game another day.
Back to the car,
With a parent we go,
Thankful for the support that they always show.
The world is just a ball of joy,
The world is special and not a toy,
Places to walk and talk and laugh,
Animals, small as mice and as tall as the giraffe.
I like the sound of beautiful birds,
And the view of cows and sheep in their herds,
Please let others live their best lives,
Some words don’t hurt us, others are sharp as knives,
Look after the world, or at least just try,
If you don’t, we will have to say goodbye.
Trudging slowly through the snow
I suddenly saw a glow
I looked to the side of me
And noticed an old friend
Trudging slowly through the snow
I finally saw the sight of home
My companion gave me a big old cuddle
And helped me up the hill,
Leaving me to piece together my puzzle