who will help the children
aboard the orphan train
some of them may never
see their siblings again

who will help the children
to start their life anew
who will show compassion
for the unadopted few

who will help the children
once aboard the orphan train
to find the ones who loved them
and help alleviate their pain

Faith Elizabeth Brigham

Hello sailor solo still
I am forever in search
of those who wish to
be remembered
when we want to

many then run away and say
I’d not meant it that way

so be gone like a summer's eve
many who love me
the way I do
only need remember me
how passionate
I still can be

just don't forget it
that's what I'd meant
when I said remember me

Well friend now do you see
what I'd meant it to be

a solo sailor still
is what even now I be

Unity and Harmony
I've been breathing in cold like ice
Hoping to meet with the nature
Being without a dispute and torture
While the striving race speeds up
But in this zone where I find myself
Limping around the honey well
Longing to have a taste
But none has ever wet even the ground

Monday 1st January, 20000 BC

Started work today
The oceans were quite hard graft
Went for a nice swim
_____

Tuesday 2nd January, 20000 BC

I invented fish
No fire yet so ate them raw
Got a tummy ache
_____

Wednesday 3rd January, 20000 BC

Dry land was harder
But I managed it OK
Ate another fish
_____

Thursday 4th January, 20000 BC

Lots of fun with fire
Managed to fry a haddock
Burned fingers badly
_____

Friday 5th January, 20000 BC

rhyme me a nickel
or rhyme me a dime
I'm so happy that
you're mine
see me climb
a mountain high
shout I love you
far and wide

rhyme me a nickel
or rhyme me a dime
I'm so happy
I could cry
I love you
both heart and mind
I pray you never
say goodbye

What if this is all fake,
all a game being played,
every decision made,
using a game plan,
every twinkle in your eye a facade,
every kiss the same as every other,
every unread message,
the result of lost interest,
I ask is this all real,
will the feelings prevail,
what if this is all the same,
all a game still being played,
soon you will realise games can only be played for so long

Old Abraham Lincoln one fine sunny day
Stopped a bullet whilst watching a play
And all the people just wanted to know
How much his poor wife had enjoyed the show.

J F Kennedy with his insatiable fat phallus
Went for a drive one day in the city of Dallas;
But then Mr Oswald picked up a gun
And shot him stone dead for a nice bit of fun.

M L King climbed up onto his rostrum
To deliver a well-meaning tedious nostrum;
He told his brothers that he'd had a dream,
But a well-aimed bullet put paid to that scheme.

we drank together way back when
several times a week
you sneaking beer in the boiler room
i with my gin on the end of my couch
we talked as boats and bicycles passed you by
as slow as the minutes you said she took
to get ready for anything anywhere

Youth shrivels
as one comes of age
I’ll too pass from this page

IV
Onward, Zionist soldiers,
marching as to war,
With the star of David
going on before!

See Netanyahu’s armies
paid for by yankee gold
Killing women and kiddies
doing as they’re told.

REFRAIN:
Onward Zionist soldiers
longing for a war
With the Star of David
drenched in Gazan gore!

V
Onward Zionist settlers
stealing Palestinian lands
With the deaths of thousands
on your greedy hands!