Sky TV

It seems I pay 50 dollars

To a Kiwi Corporation

Owned by an Australian crook

So that an American bimbo

Can sell me a steam mop made in China

To clean French windows that I do not own

So that I can see more clearly

The world I paid 50 dollars to avoid

……. I should have bought a blind !

Steve D

April 2013

Imagine

Imagine if we judged students
Not by the answers they gave
But by the questions they asked

Imagine if we judged politicians
Not by their words
But by their deeds

Imagine if we measured a man
Not by his wealth
But by his heart

Imagine if we valued a woman
Not by her looks
But by her contribution

Imagine if we treasured children
The way we treasure oil

Imagine if we asked God
The questions he asks us

Imagine if we stood up
And asked the question why?

Steve D

Aug 2013

Wrath of God

Fear not the Bible

Fear the men who teach it

Fear not the Jihad

But fear the men who preach it

Fear not the wrath of God

Fear the acts of man

Fear not avenging angels

But fear the Taliban

Die not in fear and hate

But live with Joy and love

Live not awaiting fate

There is no God above

Pray not for your salvation

Do right by fellow man

Fear not your own damnation

There is no greater plan

Steve D

July 2013

Farewell Mr Rainbow

Come on team grab a pick

One last time

Dig a trench for Mick

Find a site with Geophys

That he would choose

If the choice were his

Use a map to get it right

Then mark the place

With colours bright

And in the land that gave him birth

Lay a gentle man

In gentle earth

Rainbows never end, I’m told

But at this ones end

Lies a pot of gold

Now clean your shovel and you pick

And down the pub we go

To have a drink for Mick

Steve D

Jun 2013

RIP Prof Mick Aston 1943-2013

Professor of Archaeology, academic advisor/presenter Time Team, all round good sort

Istanbul

Where side by side

Though time divide

Mighty empires fell

That left their mark

In falling arch

And empty wishing well

Where East meets West

Where soul can rest

And streets of honey smell

Where friends are friends

And dreams begin

Of stories yet to tell

Steve D

July 2013

How?

What are you saying and how do you know?
Why?
What if you are wrong?

Who are you?
How long will it take?
Who said so?
Are you alone?
Why do I not believe?
Where is the proof?
When did you find out?
Who told you?
Did you ask?
Which one is right?
Why are the wrong, wrong?
How will we know?
Have you thought about it?
If not, why not?
Who else knows?
What are you saying and how do you know?
How? 

Steve D

Sept 2013

Help Me

Please help me
Help me please
Please help
Help me
Please me
Help
Please
Me

Steve D

Aug 2013

Delphi

In Delphi wisdom words etched

By sages long gone

Can a life make

If you would “Know Thyself”

Steve D

June 2013

Children wearing bombs

I've seen them on the T.V.

Children wearing bombs

To kill the infidel

To right the ancient wrongs

I've seen the victims’ faces

They could be you and me

I wonder if they realise

That all the world can see

I've heard all their excuses

Their reasons for excess

Yet wonder still why death

Is their measure of success?

Why do books of love,

Inspire so much hate?

And why are starving children,

Abandoned to their fate?

Is it God that drives the violence?

Do prophets feed the hate?

Or is it men that spread the cancer

And have we left it all too late?

Steve D

April 2013

Auschwitz

Absent from the trains
Not there on my arrival
Absent from the chambers
When I called upon the bible

Absent from the ovens
Where burning flesh did smell
Where God could make no heaven
But man did make a hell

Absent from the Chimneys

That took me to the Sky
And floating on the breeze
I saw no God on high

So here I lie at Auschwitz
My ashes bless the ground
60 years at Auschwitz
And still no God I’ve found

Steve D

May 2013