William Sinclair Manson's poetry

What do you see when you look at me A man who is happy living life, and carefree. I am not homeless poor or unhealthy Life is good and in realty wealthy. I am not in a war starving and forlorn looking for shelter wishing I wasn't born. Living in democracy not fearing each day In a Country thats safe in its own special way. No fear for my children and will they survive no brothers been killed they are all alive. Scared to waken up to a brand new day explosions the norm in the brutal foray. No Screaming children when you open your door no man or woman dead on the floor. Food is a plenty in our cozy domain we take it for granted just like the rain. Thank your lucky stars you face no pain Thousands are suffering in the main. THANKFUL FOR LIFE. Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.

These days we often worry  whether we can eat or starve bills and debts piling up  no holiday to the Algarve.. Food banks loom, it's a God send when nothing is left to eat While the rich get fatter of this land the poor are battered and beat. Nowadays bills come first as we try to rob Peter to pay Paul children are going hungry from when they are very small. Governments screw the poor taxes have to be paid the rich get richer, the poor hemmed down under the breadline they have made. Hard working families deteriorate luxuries non existent or rare children do not understand why the table is often bare. As the Years come and slowly go we wonder will things get better? prices rise, money is tight the World of the fated debt letter. Jobs are scarce in impoverished Towns benefits are into reform but the hardest hit are the working class who suffer its the norm. What is left for our Children's future? when little or no wo...

If I was the moon I'd shine on your path take care of the evil give them my wrath. If I was the sea I would carry you for miles protect you from sharks drown in your smiles. If I was God I would forgive all sinners force mankind to love make everyone winners. If I was rich I would buy you flowers give money to the poor with champagne and showers. If I was telepathic I would read your mind root out all your despair and make negativity kind. If I was an insect I would probably be a busy wee ant scrounging and free.. If I was an animal I would like to be a roaring Lion fearing me. If I was a car I would be very fast leaving the dust behind me having a blast. If I was a bird I would soar in the sky enjoy all the views and people passing by. If I was a horse I would run forever then eat hay at night to be proud and clever. If I was a ship I would be on a cruise lap up the sun enjoying the booze! If I was the sun I would shine on all of you...

These days we worry about whether we can eat or not bills are piling up high little money have we got. nowadays bills come first as we try to rob Peter to pay Paul children are going hungry even the mighty can sometimes fall. Governments screw the poor taxes have to be paid the rich always get richer as bread lines are always made. Hard working families deteriorate luxuries are very rare children do not understand why the table is bare. As the Years come and go we wonder will things get better? prices rise, money is tight it's a World for the young trend setter. Jobs are hard to come by benefits are into reform but it's always the working class who suffer by the norm. What is left for our Children? when little or no work is around even for the highly educated who Years go were sound. We have to live in hope be positive every day you get your say at voting time then the public get their way.

Night falls again, where do I sleep? Spaces are filling , places knee deep people lying , some as young as ten, They are here now, they were here then. Streetwise kids with blackened faces mixed up adults, of various races. lie in bundles, spewed in rows, covered in cardboard, except for their toes . hungry,poor clutching to bottles. cars flying past , full on their throttles. no one wants to know who they are , even though many die outside bars . taken by disease, starvation ,neglect. no one to talk to , no show of respect. the next time you pass a human on the street, say your hello's, don't talk with your feet . they are not monsters, they are down on their luck . underneath is a heart, through a body of muck.

Viewing the World through a microscope at times you don't like what you see unbalanced, unfair, shameful determines how it must be. It depends were you came from to determine life's fate being born into hardship is not to self create. Some are born into grandeur poverty they will never know wealth through the blood lots of dough. Happiness doesn't mean riches if your satisfied with your lot just think of the homeless in case you forgot. Money doesn't buy health or can make you live forever we will all die one day whether, rich,poor,or clever. Just be who you are live your life in peace don't worry about tomorrow or when life will cease. We are all governed by time and one day it will run out there are no pockets in a shroud or a voice, to scream or shout.