Tag: poem

Generate – 4th July 1985

~ shaun tenzenmen ~ Leave a comment

Another born as another dies
Another laughs as another cries
Another sees as another’s blind
Another forward as another behind

Generate

Your son is born and your mother dies
Which way to turn as tears fill your eyes?
Your daughter laughs as the baby boy cries
Which way to turn as tears fill your eyes?

Generate

Your children see but your husband is blind
Which way to turn, what will you find?
Will you step forward with your children behind?
Which way to turn, what will you find?

Generate

Plugged In – 25th June 1985

~ shaun tenzenmen ~ Leave a comment

Back from work, through the door
Wife and kids are there for sure
Dinners wafting thru’ the hall
Turning off……forget it all

Kiss from kids, ‘hi’ from wife
Dinner’s ready, this is the life
All is eaten, everything gone
Sit down, plug in……..telly’s on

Tea in hand, refreshing drink
Eyes on the box can’t afford to blink
Sit back and relax, without a care
Turning off……let down your hair

Nodding off to the background blur
Resistance weakened, you won’t stir
But a monster jumps right out of the screen
Waking up, fuck……it was only a dream

Telly’s still on, watch if for a bit
Someone dead, couldn’t give a shit
It’s more than you deserve you fucking creep
Keep up the payments….. and go back to sleep

Yesterday – 10th June 1985

~ shaun tenzenmen ~ Leave a comment

Yesterday my friend hung herself
She wanted the life of someone else
Lost in a world without any hope
She saw the future and couldn’t cope
That was yesterday

She left a note by her bed
Describing the thoughts in her head
‘Mother, everything’s falling apart
Please look on this as a new start”
That was yesterday

Yesterday I thought she was fine
I understood that she wanted time
But today is there any more?
What does the future hold in store?

Sharp End First – 9th May 1985

~ shaun tenzenmen ~ Leave a comment

Will they teach you how to sell yourself?
Or can you do it anyway?
Will you listen to anything that’s said?
Have you got anything to say?

Questions, questions
What’s it all about?
Is there any answer
To our doubt?

Will you learn to suck up to yourself?
Are you scared of our words?
Can you hear what you are saying?
Is there something to be heard?

Questions, questions
Always in doubt
The meaning of life
What’s it all about?

Can you accept the morals of now?
Can you accept the moment?
Are you spending time wasting away?
Do you remember the time you spent?

15th Sep 2024 – This ended up as a Hate That Smile lyric which can be heard here with my straining 22-year-old voice struggling to find a tune.