Fire Tales

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

Sang the little rascal
As the smoke serpentine
Filling the atmosphere with unusual paint
Amber - red - blue reflection
Downhearted
As the rascal sound looped
Troubling the mind
Thousand pounding questions

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

The resounding sound
Inflated rage
As disbelief sparked hatred
Provoked by the little rascal's fading voice
Clinching fist
Dead being the enacted judgment
Compassion lost pretext
Blood shots drowned tears

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

Crowded thoughts
Racing thousand miles
Unexempted temper ignited
Death to surely come
As calm fled the mind
Loneliness engage the gear
Repeat the clipped set roll
Screened within the cortex
Wilting
Drying the anger to an explosion

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

By Mr. T Mandie

Just Gone

I wish I could repaint these walls
That the stains left by love
Will be wiped out of my consciousness

Yet I keep them as reminder
Of the one that got away
Leaving me with an empty shell
Where the heart used to reside

Pruning the future we were to have
Pawning our love for bowl of meal
That trust went
Fleeing the scene with blood painted hands

Mr T Mandie

Chasing Shadows

Light in the dark
Chasing after each others footsteps
Crippled by the blindness of the night
Shattering sounds of long distance  passer-by

Waking up at unholy hour
To take a cab at uneven life
Pearcing through the silence of calm
Disrupting happiness as known
Undertaken by the grave of the heart

Maybe it's just grey areas
Unchartered plains of life
Delusional hopes of tomorrow
As the soul wipes the soul
The heart strangles the heart
The flesh torment the flesh

Loneliness
As peace offering

By Mr T. Mandie | 0773444703 ©

Dreams

A statistic on the paper never be
As dreams were meant to be dreamt and lived

Set a foot print on a wet concrete
That it fades not when it drys

Never set it on sand
So as to be washed or blown

But live the dream
And not the dream to be lived in a dream

BY Mr T. Mandie ©
_Happy productive Monday y'all_

Senseless World Series

Welcome to a world with no liberty
Where education is toilet paper
For we nail degrees on wall
Though useless they became
As vending is the new king's way
For survival is all we after
For senseless is the world

II

Welcome to a generation cursed by its forefathers
Where life have become a misery pill to swallow
As corrupt became the inheritance they left us
For they killed our planet with their greedyness
That today global warming becomes the hymn that we singing
Hoping not to make the same mistakes they did
For they awarded us cyclones and drought to deal with
As they did this in the name of industrialization

III

Welcome to a nation where everyone is enemy
For they kill our brothers and sisters in the name of patriotism
A bullet they award to the outspoken
As we hide our pains behind the blood our ancestors
Hoping to be shielded from the nightmare
Though it never ends there
As they poison my peers to be one of them
For my voice and words they stole from me

IV

Welcome to a house of pain
Where happiness is always visiting but never staying
For woes and stress are the dinner and breakfast served here
And the cost of living is always a nightmare to embrace
However, on a rare occasions
That rare animal comes to comfort us all for brief stint
As our mothers and fathers never here to give us counsel
But alone we have to go in the jungle to survive

V

Welcome to a community of fake smiles
For daggers and poison are always brewing
Ready to celebrate ones downfall
As ones victory is a curse to all
Plots of hatre are always in motion
Backed by snares of character assassination
While grapevine times are always printing
Happy to destroy what is built of sweat

VI

Welcome to a kingdom of liars and murderers
Where you are served lies in gold covers
Murdered by diamond daggers
For wealth is never of value but your soul
As the grime reaper is your best friend after you
As nightmares is always availed in platinum platters
To deceive the eyes to the poison
As murder is what they reward

VII

Welcome to a community of vipers
For venomous is our words
As we hiss in the knees of the unsuspecting
Coiling in dark corners ready to strike
As our bites is death
Cure is never insight
For we pleasure in the downfall of others
But we fled to the blame of the fire

VIII

Welcome to a continent of warlords
For we murder our own
In the name of power and wealth
As we indulge in the forbidden fruit
With hopes of being wiser
Though foolish we become to our actions
For we blink the future to our legacy
As we torture the future in its infantry

IX

Welcome to a universe of the educated
Though fouls we stand in the midst
For we try to prove the mysteries we never made
That madman is what we have birthed to our death
As we litter the once glorious skies with junk
Trying to prove a point though wasting time
Hoping to pull a time heist without  the resources
That scattered we became to the universe

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Stranger To My

A novice I was to change
For nothing seemed normal but strange
Dreams were the death of thoughts
For thoughts ignited new universe's

Unknown to the world
But best kept under
For spells of insecurities it brought
Horror in the unknown
For weakness was I myself in it

Never at helm was I
But crushing went the ship
For strange was normal
Familiar strange
For the world had changed
Left behind in the 90s

Aliens on my mind
Explosions
As I taste nothing known
For unmarried I went
Married I woke up

Strange faces on the wall
Unseen to mind
Though standing by it
Shocked to the reality
Stranger in my own
Never owning what I see
For I had become