Poems from a Client

No Time To Rewind

Sometimes I feel it
too much for my brain,
the message that I have is
so hard to contain.

But so hard to find are
these words to explain,
that they come out as anger
insanity or pain.

How much time to prophecise the crimes
that will surely arise given time, given time,
to change the thoughts on our minds, our minds
we can only go forward no time to rewind.

No time to rewind,
so look for the signs,
signs in the stars,
signs in the skies,
signs in the eyes of the children,
who'll die in Iraq or Africa,
these are the crimes.

These are the crimes given time, given time,
no time to rewind,
lets open our eyes,
open our eyes and lets pray for the times,
pray for the times that Human Beings Unify!

Does It All Have A Cost?

I ask for someone to
enter the confines of my mind.
A complicated maze which I find
hard to decipher,
While constantly on the run from
my spiritual sniper,
who's task is to destroy or
even end my life,
Saying: "It will be a refuge from
all your pain and strife."
And though this voluntary euthanasia
often makes me think twice.
I still search for something in
my life that's nice,
something I can have for free
without paying a price.