iPLOD

One:

Like white blood it streams
From my ears
An apple is bit
A journey begins
Walking my path
The pendulum swings
A subtle smile
As certain as history
Time and tale define
To death time and tale
As pendulums swing
My mind fed sweeter sounds
Soft like sobbing and too like joy
As I walk my path
I was vulnerable before
Still not sure if all is folly
I have learnt
I man feels like a useless toy
Not one done with but one still being played

Two:

Like the pendulum swinging
The dance between us
To know our truth
Only if I believed and in what who knows
Not wanting to step into that world out there
Not ever without some control over what it says
I lose my way when I change my ways
When everything must change (sung)
Embracing comforting lies
I’m a fool boy, a fool
Time is real but not a constant
A wicked smile it swings
If nature is mother
Then she came first
Then man made time
Father Time and Mother Nature
Dance as the seasons change
And I plod through nature
Tell 'em that its human nature (sung)

Three:

At my expense it all seems
Writing about it for you
All emotions felt
All that I’ve learned
Like words I wonder saying what of their lives
I lucky to be alive to one day write a long poem
When I learn to walk away and come back
When I learn to forget you
So I stream to my mind
Drowning my head
And God would never say ok! you have suffered enough
I learn my errors in shame
The subtle smile of the pendulum
There as a matter of course
The course it takes forms a smile
No matter what time it is
This day I could have
Tonight I should have
Life has choices
We work towards better always

Four:

And they comin and they comin and they comin (sung)
The music plays in more ways than one
Maybe it is where I am
We are not alone
Me and my headphones
I have memories too as company
So much to be thankful for and yet
Not life it sometimes seems
Maybe it’s the I being playful
Playing with serious things
Like a child, like life, like emotions,
Like money, like love even
Justifying my life
Or is it for you to justify my life
My choices
My fault I guess
For writing before reading
Loving before knowing
I'm doing as I like and it hurts

Five:

White smoke billows
My dark frame an industrial tower
I draw through my mouth
And with words now
Conclusions no closer
Opinions cloud my mind
I’ve looked at life
From both sides now (sung)
Smoke and mirrors marring truths
Resistance is old
And too determination to do as we like
Many times it has crossed my mind
As the match strikes and the Sulphur burns
I think of where it came from
And where we're going
Ploughing now plodding
Every action sows a seed
That grows I unawares
The swinging pendulum smiles

Six:

White smoke leaves my mouth
I draw on my inner resource to resist the temptation sometimes
Through chastity, frugality and silence I plod
My discipline and tolerance shine
Through drawn curtains I peer at a world
White smoke from my mouth
Seeping only some of what I take in
Seems we live with friction
One man’s truth another’s fiction
One does not make a nation
Not one a nation make
Compelled to love an error
And not for loving's sake
Giving being judged
And too when I take

Seven:

I trod a sod forever turned
Each new step on the old
I plod through a litany
Of murder, corruption, wars
To countermelodies
Sexy like Soca and
Humorous derision like Calypso
A beer in one had and a moon over my back
I ask why a national hangs
When we lime best
This stream adds to my worth
Ignorance my comfort and my curse
I sing my blues and dance my troubles away
All for naught it seems
Another season lies ahead
And too something beautiful
I forget in the moment
I plod towards a place that will hopefully be satisfying