Respect

You cannot expect others to respect you
If you do not pay them the respect they are due
That respect is a thing that has two ways happens for to be true
It is something that has to be mutual and mutual at least includes two
Any respect to the one who disrespects you is something that you cannot show
This is something that does not need explaining and that most people does seem to know
Respect all who do treat you fairly the one you do choose to offend
Is the one who will never respect you or never wish to be your friend
Disrespect leads to bad feeling and war and never leads to harmony
It is hard to love one who insults you with this most would surely agree
Those you do not like for some reason why defame them in any way
For the wrongs that to you they do to karma some price they will pay
What goes around always comes around is something in i do believe
If respect is something you cannot give respect you cannot expect to receive

Can Come At A Huge Cost

Jobs created that cause damage to the natural environment can come at a huge cost
And it's negative impact on the future of humanity ought not to be lost
Human abuse due to greed on our Earth Mother is out of control
And on our very existence as a species of Nature may well take it's toll
What we do to our Earth Mother to our own selves we do
This includes everybody and everybody includes me and you
Since Mother Earth is the one who does feed us all
And any offense against her is never small
The beauty our Earth Mother create is for all to enjoy
A beauty that some greedy humans for financial gain does see fit to destroy
Jobs at the expense of the natural environment can come at a huge price
And there is little in this for one for to rejoice
On our very survival on her we depend
Though many of us our Earth Mother does not treat as a friend.

Though Heroes Are Made Of

Though heroes are made of the brave war dead
Do not fight or die for your Country live for it instead
For to be remembered why should you wish to die young
The war dead don't hear when their praises are sung
Your life is the greatest gift you does possess
Far greater than any Worldly type of success
People die for their Country and enduring fame
But the dead do not hear when the living praise them by name
And the war dead do not know of the war street parade
And they do not hear when the Last Post is played
The longest lived human life in time not that long a span
So you ought to live for as long as you possibly can
For your life is the greatest gift you do possess
Far greater than any other form of success.

I Enjoy Nothing better

I have said it in the past so many a time
I am just one of those people who loves penning rhyme
I enjoy nothing better than scribbling away
Adding to my numbers of rhymes every day
Though my worth as a rhymer i have reason to doubt
There are no shortage of things for to write rhymes about
But i leave it to others for literary success to compete
The challenges of day to day living enough for me to meet
For so many years i have been a rhyming buff
I am one who has written a whole heap of stuff
For to be wealthy and famous i have lost the desire
Though of writing rhymes i never seem to tire
If i said i would quit rhyming this would be a lie
Since i hope to be doing it on the day i do die.

The Forgotten Irish

Lloyd George invited them to come and fight for us and Ireland of British rule we will set free
And they young adventurous and brave though naive as can be
Thought the proposition of the British Prime Minister was quite a good idea
And to fight under the Union Jack they readily did agree

The young men who left Ireland in their teens and early twenties to fight in a war far away
Are not even remembered in their homeland today
Since Lloyd george reneged on his promise to them in honour he did lack
Self government to the Irish by him was not given back

For the World War one brave young men of Ireland in Ireland never a street parade
And from the war history of their homeland their sacrifice has been allowed to fade
They believed they were fighting for Irish freedom but thought had proved them wrong
Today they are not remembered in story and song

Mother Ireland in the first World War lost many a brave young son
They proved themselves as heroes when the war was to be won
The self government for Ireland that they fought for Ireland then did not receive
They are never celebrated in their homeland because Lloyd George they did believe.

Donny

He likes to drink top shelf liquor gin, whisky, brandy, vodka and rum
And he likes to talk himself up whilst chewing on his gum
Self confident Donny one of the cocky young blokes of the town
Daydreams of great material wealth and renown
He fancies himself as quite a ladies man
But his latest partner the lovely young Ann
After only a few weeks of him grew quite tired
Though she is the one by him loved and desired
He feels disappointed that she has jilted him
For to be with the young man she loves and desires Tim
Though her leaving him a dent to Donny's pride
His feelings from others he is good to hide
He fancies himself as a young stud of the town
As on the sidewalks he does strut up and down.

Bella

In her mid nineties her hair silver gray
Bella has seen many a night and day
Her long time husband Luke in the local cemetery lay
A good husband to her and a good person in every way

Their only offspring the brave young Stan
In the late sixties died in the war in Vietnam
A bullet from a Vietcong gun brought an end to his life
He died without children or a lover or wife

Far from his hometown his family and friends he died
He is buried somewhere in the Vietnam countryside
But sadly for Bella and Luke their son's grave was never found
For him to be returned home to be reburied in his homeground

The good and the bad days of life Bella has known
In her two bedroom bungalow she lives on her own
Yet on her beautiful wrinkled features of sorrow no trace
She always does have a big smile on her face

A woman who has known of life's good days and bad
But Bella is one who does never look sad
She always smiles and greets me with a good day
A beautiful person in her own sweet way.