Felony

Someone stole an hour last night
Yet no one has declared
Just who it was or what they did
With sixty minutes spare

And with the crime scene evident
Inspectors have arrived
To check out all the evidence
And see which hours survived

They’ll see which one went missing
Which one paid the high price
For no-ones sure exactly which
Hour lost out to the heist

And blue and white tape’s everywhere
Wrapped all around the clock
Yet somehow, somewhere there’s a ruse
That midnight’s in the dock

For murdering the first hour
Conspiring with hour two
But where 1 am has been hid
Is strange cos there’s no clue

So if you’ve information
Have seen or even heard
Anything please speak to the police
As it is quite absurd!

For not only has an hour gone
The culprit’s still at large
Who may strike again next Springtime
If no-one brings a charge

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At The Gateway Of Tomorrow

Standing at the gateway of tomorrow and contemplating
Contemplating the heinous crimes against humanity
Crimes against humanity bereaving the world of her soul
Her soul lost in the dusk of yesterday
In the dusk of yesterday and the night of the day before
The day before where division has stripped backs raw
Backs raw and the hides torn apart
Torn apart bleeding rivers of tears
Rivers of tears burning from the heart

And yet in the embers of those flames why have we not learnt
Not learnt the lessons of yesterday
Yesterday and vanquished humanity where tomorrow’s sun dims
Tomorrow’s sun dims and cannot rise above the horizon
The horizon where hope lies abandoned by the deeds of people
The deeds of people that still wound the planet and suffocate
Suffocate her breath, deprive her people tomorrow
Tomorrow slain by today and yesterday
Standing at the gateway of tomorrow and contemplating

slavery (Photo credit: derpunk)