Sunday, January 11, 2009

Rather Hate You Than Love You

I would rather hate you than love you
Because there are some things that I can’t go through
I would rather hate you than love you
Because I know I can’t stand it if you turn up not being you

I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of spending days and nights crying over you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of wondering where you are and what you do

I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of thinking if you feel the same about me as I about you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of questioning you and whether your love is true

I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of seeing you smile for another as if I meant nothing to you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of making plans for an Us without a U

I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of torturing myself for feeling the way that I do
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of counting the days until I again see you

I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of hating every woman because they cannot be you
I would rather hate you than love you
If I could have anyone but could not have you

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Truth or Lie

If all I knew was a lie
Twisted truth do wickedness imply
Words no meaning certainty deny
Surreal speech reason belie

Truth enslaves purpose lie
That life I would live and die
Memories doped and passion cry
Reality betray my tears to try

A lie is truth compel comply
Friendship foe breath is shy
To be or not my mind standby
Question all I ask why

All that I know is a lie
A truth with purpose to untie
Exist in mystery love defy
Worthless to time hate underlie

If all I knew was a lie
What is life for me to try?

Fight

Fight!
Fight!
Hi-sa-le!
Fight!
Lucians remain the same.
And students don’t change.
As the blows pass left, right and centre,
Fight!
Fight!
Is the tumult


Is it boy?
No! Girl!
And man, it is a fight

Cutlass, knife…
What am I hearing?
Young people want to kill?


Is that their uniform?
Oh! Even in school too?
Fight!
Fight!


And why?
It is de culcha
We like fight
We shout fight
We must see fight

School is no excite if no fight

Police cyan stop
Principal cyan stop


Why?
Cause we like fight
In school and out
We support by broadcasting fight
Running towards it

Oh! How wicked we are
For the love of fight