Joe's Poem and Jon's song 27/10/09

Poem in bold. Song in italics.

The carnage and murderous rampage
That was unleashed upon them, by the women
That you will loath and detest forever more.
You will be left to grieve as a broken man with
A sense of helplessness that will run throughout
Your entire body. Tears streaming down, falling
From your face, sensing that there is a void
That cannot be filled any longer.

Cruel water
Murder on the flume
Cold anger
Bodies of the womb
I never thought I’d end up here
But cruel mother made her feelings clear
But cruel mother made her feelings clear

So tell me lies
Tell no truths
So I’m not broken
So I’m not broken

The look of disbelief and the shock of the
Double horror that lies before you, the
Two that you love the most. Lying there
Motionless, lifeless with a look of emptiness
In their eyes. That sends never ending emotions
Coursing through your body.

Eyes haunted by writings on the wall
Harsh echoes of what I’ve done before
But no praying will bring back what is lost
For cruel mother made me pay the greatest cost
For cruel mother made me pay the greatest cost

So tell me lies
Tell no truths
So I’m not broken
So I’m not broken

Indeed you cannot tell which would be easier to state,
All your love or all your hate for this woman
But what she has done to you and yours is
Truly monstrous and unforgivable, However always
think of them; think of the two that you have lost,
and remember them.