Ellen

God took you with him the other day,
But I never got to say goodbye.
No longer will I see your smile,
Or again hear your kind words.

You were a long way from your home,
And now I know you are back there.
Your spirit running free and beautiful,
Your soul still tender and pure.

I wish I had known, but you never said.
You never told us what was wrong,
But the days lead into weeks;
And I realised you wasn't coming back.

Ellen, you never told us you had cancer,
That it was too advanced to save you.
The stomach cancer has taken you now,
But it can never take away your memory.

Never once did you say any cross word,
Your soft voice was always a comfort.
You offered support to all who knew you,
Always the best friend to everyone.

They too you far too soon, my friend.
You were only fifty years old, still young.
There is a place for you, always in my heart,
Go in peace for now you dance with Angels.




copyright Chris Smith 2011

Don't Blame Me

The World has gone straight to Hell.
Everything keeps on falling apart.
There is some new crisis in the East.
Friend is battling against friend.

Don't blame me.

The government are still making cuts.
National debt continues to be on the rise.
People are finding they are losing their homes.
Eviction is staying on the increase.

Don't blame me.

Crime is in a spiral and out of control.
Women are being targeted for sex attacks.
Each religion is blaming the other one.
No future for the children of today.

Don't blame me.

The media are telling even more lies.
Starvation is becoming the new diet.
Nobody cares about their fellow man.
Because there are no souls found anywhere.

Don't blame me.

You see, darling, everything is in a mess.
Our problems really are just too small.
I hold these hands up because I need you.
We have to be as one, all we have are each other.

I love you, for that don't blame me.




copyright Chris Smith 2011