Smile smile smile

Smile smile smile

Everybody smile

Come on now

You know its worthwhile

Even when your down

Sleeping on the ground

You simply got to smile

And simply look around

No matter what your wearing

No matter the way you look

You got to keep smiling

By hook or by crook

For life is a mystery

One big massive book

That's why you got to smile

Because its something that can't be took

Because its all yours

Twisted and even mean

But its your little smile

So precious beautiful and clean

That makes you who you are

For everyone to see

Which simply costs nothing

Because a smile comes for free

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

Feel the vibe

Right outside

With christmas lights

And christmas pride

As people shop

Side by side

For the ultimate gift

To go world wide

It may be a song

Or a flash car too

It may be a ring

As someone says I do

It may be a house

Or even a flat

It may be a squat

Which isn't all that

It may be a pebble

Loat at sea

It may be a hug

That comes for free

It may be a smile

From someone you adore

It maybe a book

That's total hardcore

Or it may be a chance

To help someone out

So they can do wonders

In a world full of doubt

To rise up through the masses

With art and words gallore

To spread the love of christmas

Simply once more

No matter if they are rich

No matter if they are poor

Christmas is the time to be jolly

This we know for sure

So party party party

The whole way through

And enjoy this time of year

While helping others too

For christmas is really special

For every boy and girl

As they feel something great

All around the world

And that's the love of life

That's been given to one and all

As we party party party

Get smashed and simply fall

For we are all lucky

Yet the truth is we are not

For some live in poverty

That others have forgot

And many will die

As you party without fear

So think yourseleves real lucky

And have a Happy New Year

I wrote this poem as i like many othe thousands of people have been homeless at this time of year. Please don't be afraid to help someone this winter who is less fortunate than yourself. There are many charities out there that try to help with homelessnes. Me myself personally i would rather give beding,clothing and money to those I see struggling because a lot of people on our streets don't get benifits and proper hot meals cost a fortune. Trust me I should know how hard it is to live on the streets and did a homeless awearness tour to prove that fact. The real problem is no local conaction no place no money no place no stabillity no place and if you end up becoming an addict of any discription many landlords don't want to help those on benefits but it is the only way to get accomadition in future.

Maybe one day I Dr Geebers through art and poetry can raise the funding to set up my own charity to create the flates and houses we need to start combating homelessnes and not hostels that have so many rules you are actually better of in prison. I can say this because i live in emergency housing accomadation and I am not allowed any visitors at all. So to change my life around from being on the streets I cannot have my girlfriend stayin my property or try to take my art on to the next level this is after I walked 6800 miles around the UK coastline been on TV and many newspapers. I had to become an addict after 17 years clean to get the help I am getting now and it isn't enough by a long shot.

Ten rules for a poet

Come on

Let me hear you now

Come on

You can do it some how

Come on

Write down what you see

Come on

It's the only way to be

Don't be shy

That's the first rule

Don't tell lies

And you'll be cool

And don't be afraid

That's the second

Use life's blade

And you won't be mistaken

So come on

Let me hear you now

Come on

You can say it some how

Come on

Write down what you see

Come on

It's the only way to be

Do't be lazy

That's the third

Just amaze thee

And fly like a bird

Don't lay down

That's now four

Or you'll drown

And be no more

So come on

Let me hear you now

Come on

You can say it some how

Come on

Write down what you see

Come on

It's the only way to be

Don't be an idiot

Now that's the fiveth

Because you can't get rid of it

That's the poets wealth

Don't be an asshole

Now that's six

So be in control

As your writing does tricks

So come on

Let me hear you now

Come on

You can say it some how

Come on

Write down what you see

Come on

It's the only way to be

Don't be stupid

Now that's seven

Because your not cubid

And you'll go to heaven

Don't be greedy

Yes that's eight

And help the needy

Before it's to late

So come on

Let me hear you now

Come on

You can say it some how

Come on

Write down what you see

Come on

It's the only way to be

Don't be smart

Now that's nine

Just write from the heart

Line by line

Don't be a loser

That's number ten

And you could drive life's cruiser

With the power of the pen

So come on

Let me hear you now

Come on

You can say it some how

Come on

Write down what you see

Come on

It's the only way to be

Come on

Let me hear you now

Come on

You can say it some how

Come on

Write down what you see

Come on

It's the only way to be



Don't be daft

Don't be daft

Have a laugh

Here we go

In the aftermath

Having a blast

Don't be last

Here we go

Slow not fast

Feeling it

Being it

Seeing all the things

And agreeing it

That is life

Pure sacravice

Doing everything

Surely twice

In a way

Day by day

Here we go

Make that play

Flying high

It's no lie

Doing all the things

Before we die

This is it

Bit by bit

What a load

Of bloody shit

But who cares

Nothings fair

In a world

Where nothings there

Fucking you up

Oh really fuck

Oh well then

Life must suck

Getting worse

A fucking curse

Oh well then

Get the fucking nurse

Pay up



Come on

Play it

Come on

 Say it

You can

 Do it

On the

Nett

Even so

Don't forget

Life's a gamble

One big bet

That could leave you

In someones debt

Which could lose you

Your T.V. set

So understand

And don't forget

For it is true

From me to you

So pay up

Now please do

For I'll come round

Out of the blue

And take those things

If I have too

For you owe me

Now don't you

Remember you borrowed money

From me too

And said you would pay

Now didn't you

And you let me down

Now didn't you

You dropped me in the shit

You fucker you

I should break your legs

That's what I should do

But your a mate

One of a few

But never again

Will I ever help you

So listen up

You little fuck

You owe me

So bad luck

And the reality is

Your life will suck

Through a straw

You fucking fuck

But like I said

Alright chuck

You are a mate

And I know you'll pay up

But you could have said

Look I am stuck

And can't pay yet

Instead oh fuck

You dropped me in it

And now my life does suck

So here's what's going to happen

Now listen to me

You will pay up

Whenever you see

And if you don't

I'll punish you for free

And mates will become enemies

Forever you see

Even though I don't want this

But you don't fuck with me

For you have a tongue

Than can speak to me

I you know I'm not nasty

Only provoked you see

And that's when you see

The real fucking me

So fucking listen here

To a main degree

Because if you fuck me over

You'll wish you haven't

Trust me



Stand be proud

Stand be proud of who you are

That may take you really far

Even if you have no car

Don't you worry words have power

Even if people rip you off

Keep on going you got the love

As you fly with the white winged dove

As you respect whats FREE LOVE

In a world of love and hate

You will help your fellow mate

In a way they will relate

No matter if your in a state



For you know what you have done

Oh yes my friends simply for fun

Because you know your no bum

And don't need the power of the gun

Yet paedophiles you do beat

As your anger shows your heat

And gives you power upon the street

For what you've done this I repeat

So stand be counted oh by far

And show the people who you are

Even though you've been behind bars

Your just really a shinning star

Who's done justice in your own way

And changed your life day by day

To rise up and make that play

With these words I love to say

For the world to understand

In a life that's not planned

Without money which is grand

To hurt paedophiles and be that man

Yet you can change and be free

But always remember the way to be

And that is help those just like me

For life is hard with no degree

Yet some will carry on to the top

Like Charles Bronson who didn't stop

And many people he did drop

Behind those bars chop, chop

So go on and live the dream

If you know what I mean

Stand be counted and be seen

For you know now that your clean

To do what you want to do

With the power of the words inside you

That will shock the world too

For many family's will love you

For they wouldn't like what they do

To happen to their kids too

So don't be scared of what you do

For your only human like me too

So stand be counted my fellow man

And be excepted on this land

Now live the dream I demand

So the world can understand

For your not bad you are good

For doing your thing in their neighbourhood

That probably no one else would

So their kids could grow up good

Hip Hip Hooray

Is what we all say

To these people every day

Even though you get no pay

At least our kids can simply play

So don't you think you ever did wrong

For you know where you belong

That is why I wrote this song

To give you courage to be strong

For your their heros oh yeah man

Who helped them out you understand

And you did your time in the can

Now join in and sing this jam

Hip hip hooray

Is what we all say

To these people every day

Even though they get no pay

All our kids can simply play

In a world of love and hate

This is something most can relate

And praise you all my fellow mates

For what you do is really great

So Hip Hip Hooray

Is what we all say

To these people every day

Who are real heros in many a way

Who deserve more at the end of the day

You don't understand

You don't understand

What I'm gonna say

And you don't want to

Really believe me

Even though

We got our problems I say

I know

You didn't want to leave me

In the heat of the moment 

As the words came out

I didn't know

What I was saying

I just said it 

Without a doubt

In bed

Where I was laying

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Do it now

Before I see red

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Dam it fuck it

I know what I said

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

This is real life

And you could of been the one

But I got it wrong

How stupid how dumb

But you became what others said

But would I believe them

But now you have twisted up my head

So I had to write this down in pen

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Do it now

Before I see red

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Dam it fuck it

I know what I said

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

Its not funny 

What you did

But life is surly better now

Now that you've got rid

Of that person that you hate

Which is flipping well me

And I thought you where my mate

And soul for eternity

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Do it now

Before I see red

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Dam it fuck it

I know what I said

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

Who is the flipping mug

For i'm still here creating magic

And your now taking drugs

Oh fuck isn't that tragic

While I drink now and again

As I do what I do

Even though your a pain

I will always simply love you

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Do it now

Before I see red

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Dam it fuck it

I know what I said

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

Maybe I should be doing the same

Enjoying life at its best

Which is no real big game

But i'm stupid nevertheless

Even though I wish you where here

Enjoying it all simply with me

But I told you to disappear

So I could simply live life free

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Do it now

Before I see red

Get out of my head

Get out of my head

Dam it fuck it

I know what I said

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

This is not really funny

When bombs go off 

And you lose a child

So full of love

It wasn't my child 

That I did hold

Dead in my arms

That was pure gold
As flash backs happen
What would you do
I know for a fact
You haven't got a clue

Get out of my head
Get out of my head
Do it now
Before I see red
Get out of my head
Get out of my head
Dam it fuck it
I know what I said

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

You didn't give me a chance
I got problems just like you
Oh what a big romance
I say simply true
Yet life can be cruel
In many many ways
And I have ran out of fuel
But true love always stays

Get out of my head
Get out of my head
Do it now
Before I see red
Get out of my head
Get out of my head
Dam it fuck it
I know what I said

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

Going Against The Grain

Going against the grain

With no one to blame

Like the flickering

Of a burning flame

To change your life around

From sleeping on the ground

To writing poetry

And creating sculptures in many towns

So now I'm an artist

Dr Geebers is my name

Who doesn't care about religion

Or rising up to fame

For I live day by day

In a really crazy way

To show the world something different

This I simply say

Even though I have problems

I still have love to give

Through art and poetry

For its the way I live

How could you cope

How could you cope

At a time when nothings cool

Going completely crazy

Like some kind of fool

Crying all the time

With very little sleep

As the flashbacks they take over

Turning you into a creep

Never want to see them

Which messes with your head

Oh dear no not again

Feeling like the living dead

Reliving that simple day

When bang goes a bomb

A what you gonna do

As everything goes wrong

As windows smash round you

As people scream in fear

As a mushroom fills the air

Which is so dammed near

Then a deadly silence

But what can you do

As people run in chaos

Along with your mates too

What are you doing

You don't really care

You got to save life's

If anyone's alive there

Digging in the aftermath

Not knowing what you'll find

As others shout around you

Clouding up your mind

Then someone shouts found one

Oh no it's one of our crew

As he went to get us lunch

With someone else too

Yet he wasn't breathing

He was dead at the scene

Now I'm reliving this nightmare

Which is no flipping dream

Then someone shouts found another

As I dig as fast as I can

Not another work man

Now that wasn't the plan

So I dig even deeper

Looking for someone to blame

Yet I'm completely shocked

For life is no game

Then I felt something wet

But couldn't see what it could be

So I dig even harder

Hoping to save someone you see

Then my eyes met something horrible

And I didn't know what to do

Except pull it from the rubble

Now my heads messed up too

With no arm or legs
And blood coming out its eyes
Oh what a nightmare
As I begin to cry

I'm holding a little toddler
Really close to my chest
I can't let it go
My head an absolute mess

Now who could do this
To someone so young
Which has messed up my life
Which is not fun

I can't even hold my own kids
Which is sad to say
But maybe I will get over this
And will hold them someday

So what would you do
In a way that's hard to bare
When your just a civilian
That simply does care

Would you turn to alcohol
And want to give up the fight
Well now it's my turn
To see the bright light

And try to use my art
And poetry I write
To show the world one thing
Good can come out of bad al-right.

For 17 years now I have been having nightmares about holding this child and never had no help to overcome my problems. The reality many people see things and react in many ways. Some by violence, some by drinking and some by taking drugs to block what happened. I was abused as a child but could never tell anyone and after this bomb went off my life changed. I took life into my own hands and punished those who hurt children. I ended up in prison over this but was released after 2 months after charges where dropped.  Many times I have been questioned by authorities for hurting paedophiles but they could never prove anything. I am very proud to be the man I am and believe more people should stand up for our younger generation.



Hey you

 

Hey, you

What can I say

Can you feel that feeling

At the end of the day

When our eyes met

Only half way

Can you feel that feeling

Oh yeah yeah yeah

 

With a skip of a beat

That seems to repeat

And were not home

As we are still on the street

 

Looking at each other

Without any bother

Two little strangers

Without any lover

 

Simply wanting more

Right to he core

Two grown adults

Slipping to the floor

 

One with smooth skin

The other a big grin

Cuddled up together

Which is no sin

 

Under a sleeping bag

On cardboard as well

Holding each other close

With a story to tell

 

With kisses galore

As the other does snore

Oh what a life

Oh what a bore

 

Then we split up

And go our separate ways

With beautiful memories

To remember each day

 

Until we meet again

In a completely different place

Comparing each others feelings

Taking us to outer space

 

Lost in the moment

As dreams become true

Until we awake Horney

Dam it what should we do

 

Except at least speak

Simply through the web

With many answers galore

Yes and no one is dead

 

Keeping us smiling

In more ways than one

Dam it I miss you

Because you are fun

 

So be happy and content

And we'll maybe meet one day

To share another sleeping bag

In a more passionate way

 

And if we really don't

Well we can always dream

Because your the one I love

Or so it may seem

 

This I know so true

So I'll always be by your side

No matter what you do

Total world wide

 

So go live the dream

Because your a star to me

That will always sparkle

From now to eternity 

 

 



I was doing all those things

 

I was doing all those things

It's the way I am

I was understanding it

And being the man

I was feeling it crazy

Even in a jam

I was keeping it a going

I hope you understand

 

Then I was told

I was going to be a dad

It was hard to take in

But it didn't make me mad

Because I hope you know

I am actually really glad

Even though at that moment

It may have sounded bad

 

With no real job

What can I do?

Except write from my heart

These words that are true

In a crazy way

From me to you

So you can understand

What I'm simply going through

 

For I am going to create art

Way better than before

Which is going to open up

That awesome door

To the big time

With money galore

As I create sculptures

Totally hard core

 

Now on the coast

This is the real me

To beat that world

Of poverty

To turn my life

Round for free

To be remembered

For eternity

 

Even though

I am a fool

That hated life

And hated school

Who's became an artist

That's real cool

And wants to help others

As a rule

 

To give them a chance

That a judge gave me

And now I'm an artist

Without a degree

Who creates magic

For others to see

While simply creating

Pure history

 

As I live the dream

If you know

What I mean

In a way

That has to be seen

By everyone

Including the Queen

 

So when you hear

Dr Geebers is near

Then please don't hesitate

And don't have any fear

Because I'm a poet

And a sculptor you hear

And not a rapper

Of yesteryear

 



Fucked up

Fucking bitches and fucking cunts

Fucked up people on national hunts

Fucking bastards and fucking whores

Fucked up people wanting more

Fucking assholes and fucking twat's

Fucked up people taking that

Fucking governments and fucking M.P.s

Fucked up people with their degrees

Fucking terrorists and fucking gangs

Fucked up people going bang

Fucking guns and fucking bombs

Fucked up people going wrong

Fucking drugs and fucking drink

Fuck you up don't you think

Because your wasted and don't fucking care

Because we are fucked up people and we are everywhere

R.I.P. Lea Williams

What goes round

Always comes round

In a way

Of leaps and bounds

Even outside upon the ground

Only ten fold

It shall be found

As you get attacked

So what the heck

In a life

That's a simply wreak

Which is true make no mistake

Only ten fold

Then comes the wake

For your dead

Totally brown bread

It's not good

Through the life you've lead

Which is true so it's said

Only ten fold

And now your dead

Unless you survive

And stay alive

In a world

Where you strive

To be the best with pure drive

Only ten fold

To really thrive

Yet you know

The ultimate blow

Is when your mistaken

So here we go

As people try to stab you so

Only ten fold

In your sleeping bag though

Or simply punch

With a crunch

And kicking you

While being staunch

Even though they've had their lunch

Only ten fold

Through some hunch

That you are them

So they do it again

And if your zipped up

No good my friend

Because you've no way to defend

Only ten fold

To the bitter end

Or your shot at

Oh what a rat

Even though

You did what

Killing you or maybe not

Only ten fold

In the life you got

So it is true

What would you do

Per tact   yourself

Now wouldn't you

Because that's what you got to do

Only ten fold

On the street it is true

Yet my friend

It is the end

Never to see you

Ever again

Yet these words I write and send

Only ten fold

Will remember you my friend

R.I.P Lea Williams

This man was a homeless person I knew and was a wonderfully generous person who was trying to sort his life out.

The the most horrendous thing happened which would scare any person homeless or not and happens to many homeless everyday. 

Love you man

To read some of the news reports please click on the links below.

News report 1 Lea Williams MURDER

News report 2 Lea Williams MURDER

News report 3 Lea Williams MURDER

News report 4 Lea Williams MURDER

Getting Pissed Of For Creating Art

Getting pissed of for creating art

Out on the beach oh what a start

On Brighton seafront to make my mark

To show the world the ultimate spark

With nowhere to live except the beach

Creating art no one can teach

And trying not to be a leech

In a world of darkness I simply screech

So I put up a tent to keep myself clean

That someone has gave me and everyone's seen

Along with duvets because I'm keen

To show the world what I mean

After walking the coast in due respect

To write a book oh what a mistake

To help homeless charities for the crack

After a newspaper told lies which is fact

Which pissed me of more which is true

And I didn't have to do what I did do

Because I didn't care about life too

And all I wanted was to be like you

To have a place and a simple job

So I didn't have to go out and rob

To make ends meet to get a few bob

But this is life for the down and out snob

Thinking that homeless charities would like my cause

And help me out without no claws

To give them something along with applause

As I went out and broke many laws

Just to create art no other would dare

In a world of chaos that is never fair

Yet I was right they don't care

Because I'm no artist this I swear

I'm just a bum out on the road

Who simply lives life no fixed abode

Doing what I do before I explode

Hoping one day my body will corrode

Going through all weathers and becoming ill

This was real stupid and probably is still

Yet like I say its one heck of a thrill

That even newspapers can simply kill

And so do these charities that I want to help

Because I have been there and know what I felt

But they don't care I simply yelp

So no much wonder the homeless hate the life their dealt

As they keep fighting each day and night

To conquer the demons that's never right

After being pissed on from a great height

Then set on fire burning bright

Which I know is simply true

Because it happened to me too

With patronizing interviews oh what's new

I am no one so how do you do

With many a newspaper sharing my story

Of walking the coast oh don't bore me

Which was nice to get the glory

Yet its still not a good enough story

And I am no voice for no homeless person

But as I write this i'm simply cursing

Well out loud with no diversion

With a sore head I am simply nursing

For I'm now messed up in the head

And realizing it I am brown bread

As addiction still boils really instead

Now simply hoping I'll end up dead 

Brain Cellls Firing

Brain cells firing

On all fours

Smashing your head

Breaking down doors

Exploding minds

Like dancing boars

Bouncing to the beat

On many floors

As the artists head

Simply spins

Raging temper

Who dare wins

Facing councils

Here it begins

Its simply better

Than eatting from bins

Creating art

In the public eye

While living outside

To simply die

Yet your trying

And don't know why

To change your life

So you can fly

With the seagulls

In pure flight

Never giving up

Isn't that right

Burning fuel

In your flight

To help others

Fly alright

Burning bridges

In many a way

Looking for something

To brighten your day

Then you see an artist

Through what seems grey

Using colours

To see what you say

Bursting his balls

And sweating even more

Doing his thing

Right upon the shore

Building sculptures

Totally hardcore

While helping others

Oh what a bore

Even though

It generates a smile

So my efforts

Have been worthwhile

But I don't get paid

For this new style

That's made your day

In this world

That's vile

But I get hassle

For helping you out

On a miserable day

That's what I'm about

For like many an artist

We love to shout

How good we are

Yet we have nought

Only a talent

That makes you smile

In a moment

When nothings worthwhile

But think yourself lucky

For this is my style

To help out everyone

And go that extra mile

Yet when anger creeps in

And you don't know what to do

Because you feel

The world is against you

Because you've been homeless

And in the gutters too

Yet no one recognises

This life is hard too

So you want to give up

On what you really believe

Because you know

Others don't want you to achieve

Even if

You live or breath

Because they are out for themselves

With no time to grieve

Which pisses you more

And cuts to the bone

As some people want to change

And leave street life alone

Move on in life

Like the mobile phone

Become bigger and better

And not be on their own

To live in the gutters

And simply die

Because they give up fighting

And that's no lie

So they are better of dead

As I ask myself why?

Because only the strong survive

And the rest of us die

Dam Brighton Council

Dam dam dam 

Is what I can say

To Brighton council

At the end of the day

For being so pathetic

Towards a down and out

Who's really an artist

Most people simply shout

Yet no matter how I try

To better myself now

I end up in the papers

For messing up somehow

Yet if you have no home

Then what you gonna do

Your gonna rob and steal

Or beg on the streets too

Yet I create art

And busk with it yes

So I can live life

On peanuts I guess

Yet the bigger I go

And try to help others too

By giving them a chance

Of something real new

The council don't like me

For putting up a tent

So we could have a little luxury

That's money well spent

Then others buy you duvets

That change your life around

From sleeping in a doorway

On a really cold ground

Then you get a camping stove

Eatting three meals a day

Wow how your life has changed

In a really simple way

Then you get an eviction notice

For having up a tent

That's simply keeping you dry

On this magical stint

While taken on another person

Who is homeless too

Who's an alcoholic

That everyone hates true

For their normally shoutting abuse

While shoplifting as well

Now their picking up stones

With a better story to tell

Becoming sober

And talking to people alright

Having clean clothes

The futures looking bright

Yet the eviction notice hovers

Twisting our simple minds

Blowing up or dreams

Of having better times

So back to the doorway

We simply go

Back to drinking heavily

And smoking loads of blow

Well this is what has happened

After one hell of a life

As I the crazy artist

Who made a sacrifice

To show how hard it is

To change your life around

From being a homeless person

Who sleeps on the ground

To becoming a pebble artist

Who sculptures for free

Loose pebbles on a beach

Simply by the sea

Which takes many days

And looks awesome upon the shore

Just a pity Brighton council

Don't help me a bit more

Or their homeless charities

That help give us all support

Even though they don't really care

About one homeless mans report

So no much wonder many artists

Simply sleep outside

Because they love live art

That comes from their pride

So if you are an artist

And you come up with something new

Then keep breaking all the rules

Because that's what you have to do

For you are no one special

If you have no money or are clean

So go break all the rules

And live the flipping dream

And tell all flipping councils

You don't care no more

For Brighton was my arts birthplace

Upon the UK shore

And I'm the only one 

Who creates big sculptures for free

That's why artists from the UK

Don't get help you see

Yet one day I will make it

In my own simple way

And I will always be helping others

Who live day by day

For they need my help

More than the charities do

Because life is not easy

And the homeless know it too

Never judge a book by its cover

Is what you all say

Well never judge someones name

Or how they look on that day

For many homeless I know

Don't want to be seen this way

And would love my help

So they can live day by day

So they can get a flat

Before it's far to late

And their the next to die

Just like my best mate

Oh well that is life

For many a down and out

But if you don't give them a chance

Then they'll never feel what real life's all about

And that's helping others

While enjoying life too

To rise among the toughest

To show what they can do

To put smiles on many faces

Even though they're in a state

But this is real life

Which is tempting fate

I am an artist who lives on the streets of the UK. I have tried to better myself through art and now really know how hard it is to change your life around from being homeless.

Click on the link above to see what I really do and how hard it has been for someone like myself to be the person I am.

The Artists Way

 

What do you know?

What do you do?

In this life

Which is true

 

As we break the rules

Upon the street

To live life

Without defeat

 

Banging your head

Against the grain

While creating magic

Thats in sane

 

But it is true

With no way out

As we rise and fall

And know what lifes about

 

Hoping for better times

What would you do?

Would you give up?

Or carry on too

 

While trying to better your self

No matter what

In life its self

Or maybe naught

 

Well who cares

As long as you know

You are that artist

Who will never let go

 

Of your dream

To be the best

Because this is real life

Which is one big test

 

With no first prize

In what you do

Except that feeling

Thats deep in you

 

So stand and be counted

Please have no fear

And one of these days

Will start a new year

 

As people read your words

And see what you do

Then maybe something will happen

That will change your life too

 

As your career takes a right turn

And blossoms over night

As the masses go mental

For what you simply write

 

With overall enjoyment

Because of who you are

For are that artist

Who has the power

 

To make people listen

To what you have to say

So never give up

No never no way

 

 

 



KICKING THE HABITS

        Kicking the habits, of drugs and drink,

        In this life, makes you think.

        Crazy thoughts, that sounds so daft,

        Killing of time, to make people laugh.

        In a world, of violence and fun,

        Never going back, to what you've done.

        Going on, from strength to strength,

 

        To show people love, by any length.

        Having the time to write what’s wrong,

        Enhancing your spirit, so you stay strong.

 

        Hoping that you, can stay clean,

        Along life’s road, that can be mean.

        Because in your heart you know what to do,

        In this life that belongs to you.

        Then you can stand and be proud,

        Saying you kicked the habits, right out loud.

 

STREET LIFE

        Seeing the things people go through,

        Taking abuse by passers by to.

        Realising things can get worse,

        Eventually because of realities curse.

        Easily slipping right back down,

        To that level that you found.

       

        Little by little as you let go,

        Into the world of drugs you know.

        Finding a friend to hold on to,

        Ending that feeling you got in you.

Taking a strole

Taking a stroll

Down by the sea

Hand in hand

You and me

Looking at the birds

Flying free

Past the pier

Don't you agree

Sitting on a groyne

With can in hand

Looking at the sea

So nice and calm

Wondering why

I'm in this place

In the middle of the day

Looking to outer space

Thinking of obstacles

That will get in the way

Of you and me

This special day

For your my friend

So close to my heart

That enjoys life

Mysterious and dark

Yet I'm the one

Who's simply lost

In life it's self

At no extra cost

Even though

I simply know

I'm a talented person

In perfect flow

Yet when I'm down

I'm a clown

Who wants to simply

Drown drown drown

As pressures arise

Through what i do

Well this is reality

So simple but true