The miracle

I broke my tooth on Christmas pudding sweet
A silver coin had steamed beside dried fruit
And after eating sausages and beet
The pudding tempted me from worried doubt

We had a goose and chicken in a pot
Roasted carrots round potatoes dwelled.
I made the claim I eat less than my cat
Yet truly has my super ego swelled

Then the pudding with its holly red
A jug of custard and a pot of cream
I wished that I had appetite inbred
And all the world was an erotic dream

The dentist looked with care at my clean teeth
Nothing broken,wonders never cease!

So fame made her feel quite sublime.

My friend had cystitis 3 times
Which made her face grow many lines
She was so struck by the blues
She was on that night’s News
So fame made her feel quite sublime.

The most anxious woman in Britain
Was cured by the love of a kitten.
It ran up her leg
And laid a new egg
It had pinched from the hen its dad ‘d bitten

Schizophrenia is caused by great shame
Humiliation, to give it a name
Oh, folk be not proud
For we are often too loud
As they tremble on the cusp of our crimes

On the edge of the cliff of despair
Many of us just hang on there
Throw us a rope
Help us to cope
Life is not just, so be fair.

In the borders of sanity writhe
People with very tough lives
With no wealth or home
With no brush of comb
They are waiting for us to arrive.

Rejection

Being ostracised is kin to death
Rejected, driven out from your own tribe
The hate, the spurning, the unholy wrath

Rejected when we follow our own path
The choice is hard to make and to decide
Being ostracised is kin to death

Cynical and with a hollow laugh
How shall we portray or describe
The hate, the torment, the unholy wrath

Like the martyr tortured on the cross
With no rapid poison to imbibe
Being ostracised is kin to death

As for the tribe,it is their loss
For now we have new groups who’re our allies
No hate, no torment, no unholy wrath

Now there is less permanence,few guides
We must trust the depths of our shared minds
Being ostracised is kin to death
The hate, the spurning, the satanic wrath