Nasty Conscience

Nasty conscience

In an empty space

Leave out the words

That gets forgotten

Just in case



Reign Size

Reign size

Is all a matter of perspective

If it does not affect me

Why should I be reflective

On a reign that is less of me

But highly offensive

Beyond the Nose

Beyond the nose

Of the dogs of democracy

Voluntary crazy

We have come to be

No sight

Or sound

Could bring us back together


Where the differences divide

Has dug in quite far

Full of liquid melted tar

Beyond the nose

Will be more problems

Where our senses

Can’t go