Brashmania Creatina Polyvergo : Lozi's Poetry

Can You Do This?​

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I rush my head,
it serves me not,
but in fact spins and spins
til my sins come back.
This year is not about men
no, but maybe lessons of peculiar kinds?

I suppose the main objective is the independence....
Why i find girls hard to make quick friendships with is beyond me,
but that's what this year is for.
Learning to be feminine,
and yet still me.

Days are colder, windy-er
oh so frigid streets that pave my daily route.
Hm, i step and tread and puff and think
about the thoughts i should not think.
Thinking as i think of mortal men,
those in trouble,
those being trouble....
how their lives of twisted hypocritical events
are so saddening.

It is not my job to judge,
and nor is it my job to overlook
but rather in fact i should keep my heart compassionate,
forgiving and loving regardless.

Where snakes lie in wait at the paths of those who do not share my beliefs,
the more dangerous are the paths of the hypocrites,
we shall not follow them
but still love.

Can you do this? ​

 

This Boy

Take him under Your wing
drive out the darkening doubt that recides his mind,
the Wing shall save him.
Open up his ears,
that he may hear the joyous sounds of christian praise,
the marvelling wonders of their mouths.
Words of beauty,
peace
calm....

This boy, a man,
who strolled to You in a blinding light.
The air of excellence was all about him,
shock conversion, so so real!
yet now, oh the sorrow
in his easy-leaving mind
the sadness echoes round him,
as he swoops down the slide.

Lord i beg for You to take him,
take his mind under Your wing,
answer his questions,
his quieries and bring him back to You.

Sadness rings about his face,
the gladness gone.

But You are there,
You have the power, the glory
forever and ever. Amen

 

Not on deaf ears dear

 

It Doesn't Taste Like Butter (parody of Nutter by Tankus the Henge)


When I started eating lurpack light I could eat a lot of things,
Now I’m only eating lurpack light
Then I realised I was bored and ate a bit of mouldy cheese
Puffed up bigger than a kite
Well if you’re a bit like me and can’t eat dairy-I’m your man!
Coz I have a big secret that will not flush down the pan
So come along and join my sacred hovel with some bread,
Lets make some toast, and crumpets too, and eat replacement spread…


It doesn't taste like butter,
it's not that kind of spread.
I only eat it coz I gotta,
otherwise i'd end up dead.
I can't eat cheese or drink cows milk i'm eating just lurpack,
I have this nasty allergy that I really just can't hack!


The fridge inside my kitchen room was hundreds of years old,
now it's firmly rooted to the ground.
Its contents are disturbing as they really are quite old,
Species breeding all around.
Well if you’ve been looking for a chef, you’ve come to the wrong place,
Coz I never learnt to read or cook or even wash my face,
But I did learn one quite simple thing for which i have the tools,
i eat my toast with lurpack though it is the spread of fools.


It doesn't taste like butter,
it's not that kind of spread.
I only eat it coz I gotta,
otherwise i'd end up dead.
I can't eat cheese or drink cows milk i'm eating just lurpack,
I have this nasty allergy that I really just can't hack!

It doesn't taste like butter,
it's not that kind of spread.
I only eat it coz I gotta,
otherwise i'd end up dead.
I can't eat cheese or drink cows milk i'm eating just lurpack,
I have this nasty allergy that I really just can't hack!