Thursday 28 March 2013

 
 
Here's a link everyone can visit and get inspired by those who strayed in life became addicts and are now on the road to recovery through one young mans dream. I have contributed to this book also with some of my own poetry. I will admit I am an ex addict and also found the same path in life.
 
 
Some of the poems on this site is not suitable for small children.
 
I have written and contributed 4 poems to this book and belief it is inspirational that people can pull themselves out of the gutters of life and me absolutly amazing.
 
PLEASE SUPPORT THE ARTISTS IN THIS BOOK AND SHOW THEM THEY ARE WORTH MORE IN LIFE THAN LIFE ITS SELF.
 
ALL NET PROFFITS OF THIS BOOK GO TO THOSE WHO CONTRIBUTED
 

Friday 22 March 2013

I was saying


I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what I wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

I was going around from town to town
Doing all the things completely sound
Even though I was on the ground
Spreading my words all around
Going here going there
Doing all the things oh yes I swear
In a way that's totally fair
Because I know I really care

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what I wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

I was finding it tough sure enough
Because I looked really rough
In a way that calls no bluff
Even though I knew my stuff
Getting into fights being polite
It one of those things day and night
Even though I was always right
Until I seen the bloody light

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what I wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

Then all of a sudden the people did stop
Because I wasn't singing any old pop
With loads of booze give us a drop
Or a bottle so I don't stop
In words of rhyme line by line
Come join in any old time
Through the darkness to the sunshine
With a zoot that is fine

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what I wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

Getting smashed out in the trash
Hoping for a chance to make some cash
In a way that's totally Flash
Through these words in the ultimate bash
To make it big with a jig
Even though I want a swig
While tripping over a little twig
Oh dear no I need a cig

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what I wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it
I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

I was feeling the tunes over the moon
Way up in a hot air balloon
Even though its only June
It's OK I'll be back soon
To do what I do
In these words so true
And that's get hammered
Like all of you

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what I wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

So come be clever put your hands together
No matter the rain or any weather
And say after me forever and ever
We won't give up no no never
For we are the ones who love fun
Under the stars under the sun
Because we know its got to be done
This is life for everyone

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what I wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what i wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it

I was saying what I wanted to say
When I wanted to say
When I wanted to say it

I was doing what i wanted to do
When I wanted to do
When I wanted to do it

I was being what I wanted to be
When I wanted to be
When I wanted to be it

I was playing when I wanted to play 
When I wanted to play
When I wanted to play it


I Hear You


I hear you
Calling my name
I hear you
Wanting my fame

I feel you
All the same
Because i know
You want in my game

I know it
Oh for sure
I know it
Oh so pure

I see it
On my tour
Because I know
What you want to occur

I love it
Oh so sweet
I love it
From the street

I give it
I repeat
Because I know
What you want is unique

I make it
Simply for free
I enjoy it
That is me

In a way
For you to see
Because I know
What you want from me

I have it
And want more
I really have it
Deep in my core

I live it
With open door
Because \I know
What you want and more



I'm a superstar so I am


I'm a superstar so I am
I'm a homeless man without a plan
I'm a crazy person with a can
I'm a reservoir without a dam
I'm an alcoholic oh yes man
I'm a tramp with many a fan
I'm a poet who don't eat spam
I'm a vegetarian who eats ham
I'm a lire who drives a van
I'm a dopey person taking a gram
I'm a Jammie dodger without jam
But most of all I'm a simple man

Could You Do


Could you do
What we do
Everyday and night
Even though
I like a drink
As I simply write

From the heart
From the soul
In a passionette way
To say things
From the street
While living day by day

For these words
Come so true
To everyone for free
Even though
I sleep outside
In a way that's hard you see

With no roof
Of my own
What would you do
If you could not
Simply afford
To pay for one too

Would you write
Crazy rhymes
As people walk past
And if they want
To hear one
Then you simply say it fast

Shocking people
To the core
As they smile at you
With freezing hands
As you write
Those words from deep in you

And if they give you
A little change
Eor saying it for free
Then you know
Your on your way
To be a poet to be

Thursday 21 March 2013

I hear this girl


I hear this girl
She's on fire
She's the one
Most men desire

With blonde hair
And beautiful eye's
She's the one
You must realize

With long legs
And slender hips
She's the one
With kissable lips

So a here a we go
A whats it gonna be
She's the one
Everyone should see

Walking up and down
With flyers in hand
It's her job
You understand

Doing what she does
For everyone to see
What a woman
Don't you agree

With a heart of gold
In a compassionate way
We all love you
At the end of the day

So keep smiling 
As you do what you do
For your on fire 
And we all know it too

Looking at the beautiful women


Looking at the beautiful women
Walking past my bed at night
I think to myself  i'm so lucky
To see such a beautiful sight

Even though I am homeless
And living out on the street
In my sleeping bag oh oh yeah
Meeting everyone I simply meet

Even though everyone keeps staring
As I do what i simply do
And I hear a lot of them saying
He's not homeless too

Is it because I sit and write
To hopefully improve my life
Yet money isn't everything
Now that's real sacrifice

With many a laughing stranger
Going out to enjoy their night
No much wonder I simply drink
And love the words I write

For everyone to simply see
And read on this blog too
Yet I don't get paid for doing this
But then again would you

with inspiration running freely
As the cold air gives its bite
In Brighton at Christmas time
That's what makes poets stand and fight

Even though we have our troubles
And our words come in perfect flow
We have to stand up for ourselves
If trouble comes you know

Which could take us back to prison,
As we defend our health,
Even though we have no money
Or should i say no wealth

As you walk by


As you walk by
Looking at the sky
Remember me
And ask yourself why

As I smoke my fag
In my sleeping bag
Remember me
As I take a drag

As I sleep on the street
Writing words unique
Remember me
I must repeat

As I drink my beer
To improve my career
Remember me
Do you hear

As I ask for money
Oh yes honey
Remember me
Isn't it funny

With no I.D.
Or benefits you see
Remember me
And my words for free

As I do what I do
Like a busker too
Remember me
And I'll remember you

As I hear what you say
In a sad way
Remember me
I'll be famous one day

As I won't quit
No not a bit
So remember me
Where I sit

In a doorway
In Brighton today
Remember me
In a crazy way

With no local connection
What a reaction
Remember me 
With satisfaction

As you walk by
Looking at the sky
Remember me
And ask yourself why?

On a day when your feeling down


On a day when your feeling down
Smile, smile, smile don't you frown
Even if your on the ground
In a sleeping bag in any town

Or even if you have lost a mate
Smile, smile, smile don't get in a state
For many people can relate
Even though this could be fate

Taking you to a different high
Smile, smile, smile don't you cry
For your beautiful that is why
Now don't give up before you die

For this id life my little friend
Smile, smile, smile to the bitter sweet end
Even if you have to blend
With other people to break this trend

Yet if you cry then don't worry
Because your eyes are a little blurry
as in these moments we have no jury
And want a drink so our words become slurry

So we forget what happened today
When things are miserable and totally grey
Then we pick ourselves up and smile away
As we remember the good times at the end of the day






This poem was written for all those people who have died on the streets of Brighton this past winter. To my knowledge that was 16 people which is a crying shame. But if you are like me and don't like being around junkies then you would rather take your chances with the weather than go up against them stealing of you in hostels.
Even so the U.K. homeless teams or outreach workers would rather relocate you to where you come from than actually give you accommodation in the place where you are.
Many people run away from hard times like sexual abuse, violence, drink, drugs and want to change their lives around but can't because they want to speak to someone who has actually experienced the same as them, than speak to someone who has just got out of university and has experienced nothing except having a good time of course.

Monday 18 March 2013

Money money money


Money money money
Is what we all need
In this life
If we want to succeed
Yet on the street 
We fight and bleed
From those who don't care
Oh yes indeed
Yet as I write
These words without greed
I understand
Those that lead
And that's the rappers
Of a dieing breed
For there the ones
That always take heed
To many things
From a blossoming seed
Yet have the power
To always get freed
To carry on
Oh yes indeed
Even if bloodshed
Is not agreed
For it's their hood
Where they feed
Which many respect
Oh yes indeed
Yet on the street
A stranger will plead
We got to live
To try and succeed
While stepping on toes
So we can feed
In a different way
Oh yes indeed
Yet sometimes it's true
We never take heed
And become the victim
Of a dieing breed
Because money money money
Is what we all need
In this life
If we want to succeed

We Have To Say What We Have To Say


We have to say what we have to say
As we live life from day to day
Getting moved on in a crazy way
By security oh oh yeah

In freezing temperatures out on the street
Writing these words I'd simply repeat
Not knowing why so turn up the heat
Yet this is life so don't admit defeat

Just carry on the way you are
Doing what you do to take you far
Who really cares about legal power
Because you know your a rising star

Flying high way above the sky
Doing all the things before you die
Knowing it and it's no lie
Going to prison is legal why?

With illegal crimes committed for free
So we don't have to beg you see
In a way to beat poverty
Oh yes baby it's the way to be

Unless your an artist on the road
Having to live no fixed abode
While carrying a big heavy load
As your brain wants to explode

Yet with no money what do you do
For many an artist breaks the rules too
And with no I.D. simply on you
You can't get benefits which is true

So I write my crazy little rhymes
While thinking about better times
In the future without these crimes
That come out quickly in many lines

Giving you all pleasure simply for free
As a poet or artist to be
In a way that comes naturally
Well this is life on the edge you see




The Unbelievable Madness


The unbelievable madness
Running through my brain
Is like an electric fence
Shocking me insane
As the coldness of the night
Nips on my toes
Yet I seem to write
In a rhythm that flows
While sitting in my sleeping bag
Thinking about good times
With people walking past me
While I write my rhymes
Laughing out loud
As they go to a club
Or their going to dinner
After leaving a pub
Telling me I'm not homeless
Because I look to clean
So I have to laugh out loud
For this is obscene
Yet I don't make money
For writing on the street
But I don't really care
If I die through lack of heat
For my blog's tell a story
That my rhymes are good
Yet sometimes I'm lucky
When people buy me food
So what this is life
For many a down and out
Even though I'll make it
In life without a doubt
And when I simply do
Through the words that I write
Then I can leave street life behind
And go out and enjoy the night
But this will never happen
As I love to write for free
To become an absolute legend
Who will live for eternity 

You walk past me as I write


You walk past me as I write
On a cold cold crazy night
In my sleeping bag isn't that right
On your way to a bar tonight

Yet I can't do this with pen in hand
With no money you understand
Even though my life's not planned
And I'm an artist who is dammed

Who lives out upon the street
And needs to beg to make ends meet
Breaking the law which is neat
While looking for that special treat

Until that day I can say
Thank you to those in a crazy way
Who walked past me oh oh yeah
And didn't care hip hip hooray

Yet when I asked some simply laughed
While others did help as they past
So what the heck this poems daft
Yet thank you to those who helped when I asked

Living In A Doorway


Living in a doorway
Doing what I do
Hoping for something
Totally really new
That will give us a chance
In life so true
That people will remember
When we're dead too
Yet the drinks taking over
And the drugs as well
Oh dear no
It's a living hell
As people walk past me
Not giving a dam
As I sit and write
With pen in my hand
As others sit and beg
With dogs by their side
Smiling at everyone
With all their pride
Getting loads of money
With benefits too
Yet I got no I.D.
And I'm out here too
Doing my thing
To hopefully survive
Yet I am nobody
Except a bum that's alive
Now if I make it
Then I no what I'd do
I'd rather give money
To help talents shine trough
So people can rise
And show their talents to the world
Like all the buskers
So come on boys and girls
See through the Armour
And use your wit
And help out the buskers
Simply make it
And who knows
Where they may go
Around the world
From the gutters they know
To be someone
And not a bum
Says a busking artist
Who enjoys fun 


There was a young shopper with a till


There was a young shopper with a till
Who wanted one heck of a thrill
So he ran out the door
As he let out a roar
And hes probably still running still

There was a young clock on the wall


There was a young clock on the wall
Who really wanted to be tall
So he reached out his hands
With many demands
And turned into the grandfather of them all

There was a young drunk on the street


There was a young drunk on the street
Who really had smelly feet
They where that bad
Even the rats where glad
He went to the shop for his treat

Friday 15 March 2013

Firing Up Body And Soul

 
Firing up body and soul
With pur excitement for all to see
As monumental journeys end
In a way thats meant to be
 
Yet hard times bring out the deamons
Caressing our minds and spirits alike
Showing us no matter the weather
We got to stand we got to fight
 
To beat those tempertures below freezing
As people walk past day and night
It's not good with heavy breathing
With aches and pains we hate alright
 
Along with all those stabbing headaches
That come from those who simply laugh
Even though they have a home
Or should I say a comfortable gaff
 
Then there's those who look for trouble
With a glass bottle in their hand
Hoping that we'll be their punch bag
Until we get up and simply stand
 
For sleeping bag we cannot zip
Because death can come simply for free
When lighter fuel is poured upon us
And we're lit up like a christmas tree
 
Then theres those who spit in our face
And call us all the scum of the earth
No much wonder we need something
Or someone to show us how much were worth
 
As some of us stand and beat the pedos
So children can play with smiling face
And we are proud to go to prison
To protect our youngsters of the human race
 
Yet it's not easy being an artist
If your scared for sleeping out
With no I.D. to get benefits
That is life without a doubt
 
So we are better of in prison
Yet we can't protect our youngsters there
Now tell me that street life's easy
Says a poet/artist who really does care
 


Love is something so beautiful

 
Love is something so beautiful
And we know what it can do
As many people break our hearts
With love that wasn't true
 
Yet we get up to carry on
And find it again someway
As the pain it keeps biting
Nibbling at us each day
 
For some it lasts forever
Because their love is true
For others it's no good
So what you gonna do
 
You gonna turn it into art
Or even a poem as well
With a passion you once knew
As your tears begin to swell
 
Filling you all with sorrow
While your heart skips a beat
As you write from your heart
Not admitting defeat
 
Because your love is so true
You want to be together
Yet one doesn't want this
Or you would still be together
 
Or maybe they are too proud
And want more out of life
Which costs them real true love
Now that's one sacrifice
 
Or maybe they are simply scared
To go down them same routes
So they those themselves in creative life
As they write poetry books
 
Hoping for a chance
To simply break free
Through unbelievable art
And poetry by the sea
 
 
 


Wednesday 13 March 2013

Don't Give Up And Fall


Don't give up on what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

Stand up for what you believe
And feel it in your heart
No matter what happens oh oh yeah
You'll do it from the start

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

Because your the one who has a heart
To do what you love to do
Yet if your talent is completely different
Then you'll shine and come through

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

Even if many obstacles
Seem to knock you back
Don't be ashamed because this is life
And we all make that mistake

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

Remember your the chosen one
To shine for the world to see
Which is something we all die for
To live for eternity

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

And one day you will see
The world will come to you
As an artist of some degree
Who loves what you can do

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

And you will make it  trust me now
That's only if you believe
That your the best at what you do
Then you will surely achieve

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

Even if money is not there
Break the rules instead
To do what you love to do
Before you end up dead

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall

And even if you simply fall
Don't sit and die in shame
Just get up and fight, fight, fight
For life is one big game

So don't give up in what you do
Don't give up at all
No no no no no no no
Don't give up and fall












Go On Baby And Have A Good Time


Go on baby and have a good time
Go on then and feel the rhythm and rhyme
See all the things as the moon does shine
No matter the weather, it'll be fine
Even when your walking down the street
Shake your booty with everyone you meet
Go on baby and turn up the heat
Give all the lads an absolute treat

Show your legs
Show your ass
Show them all
Your first class
Show your curves
Like never before
Come on now
Get on the dance floor

That's it baby a here a we a go
Feel the rhythm as you get in the flow
Bouncing to the beat, oh,oh,oh
That's it baby you simply know
Feel that rhythm like you don't care
Here we go baby, oh yes I swear
Even when you get on the chair
Then on the bar kicking drink everywhere

Show your legs
Show your ass
Show them all
Your first class
Show your curves
Like never before
Come on now
Get on the dance floor

Now grab the person by your side
That's it baby he cannot hide
Touch him baby likes your his bride
Going on a cruise that's totally world wide
Spinning around, up and down
Jumping to the beat of the magic sound
On the dance floor in every town
That's it baby it's his round

Show your legs
Show your ass
Show them all
Your first class
Show your curves
Like never before
Come on now
Get on the dance floor

That's it baby give him a smile
Come on now and show him style
In a way that's totally worthwhile
If he's worth it go that extra mile
With a big kiss right upon your lips
Come on now let him touch your hips
As you move together like pillow slips
Remember he's the one buying the chips

Show your legs
Show your ass
Show them all
Your first class
Show your curves
Like never before
Come on now
Get on the dance floor

That's it baby your luck is in
Bouncing to the beat, you and him
With a passion that's deep within
Way to go baby he's got a grin
Go on baby, show him who's boss
Show him now you don't give a toss
Unless he brings out the candy floss
Or you walk away then it's his loss

Show your legs
Show your ass
Show them all
Your first class
Show your curves
Like never before
Come on now
Get on the dance floor

That's it baby you got it
Come on now and let it rip
Like everyone on a special trip
Round the dance floor bit by bit
Doing what you do it's up to you
Come on baby and you know it too
Feel that rhythm and make it true
You've just pulled so good for you

Show your legs
Show your ass
Show them all
Your first class
Show your curves
Like never before
Come on baby
Let's go out the door

Back to yours or even mine
So we can have a better time
While listening to the rhythm and rhyme
Come on now you know it's fine
For your the one can't you see
That took my breath simply for free
In a way that was meant to be
And now we are together for eternity

Because you showed your legs
And you showed your ass
And you showed us all
That your first class
In a way I've never seen before
Nice one baby
On the dance floor

So show your legs
Show your ass
Go on baby
Your first class
Show your curves
For everyone to see
Come on baby
Because your with me

Show your legs
Show your ass
Show them all
Your first class
Show your curves
Like never before
Come on now
Get on the dance floor





Whats Up


Whats up
Whats sound
Bombs going off
People found
Heads missing
Tears in eyes
Troubles come
There's no lies
Picking up rubble
That's not cool
Missing arms
Who's the fool
Flash backs happening
Grab control
Oh dear no
Its a fish bowl
Drinking heavily
Washing it away
Its not happening
Pictures stay
Mates gone
Family's pain
No understanding
That's life's game
Trying to cope
No way back
Lost control
On a one way track
No not good
Wash it away
Drink even more
Live for today
Hurt someone
Not yourself
Need another drink
From top shelf
Alcohol poisoning
Oh so what
Life is real
And can't be taught
Given a chance
You'll break free
Yet those pictures
Still hunt me
Giving many problems
You don't understand
For a civilian
Upon this land