When Bob Geldof Fed The World

When Bob Geldof fed the world
He swore on live T.V.,
Desperate to spread the message.
This music wasn’t free!
The 'juke-box' in our living rooms
Was to help alleviate
Starvation in North Africa,
Death at frightening rate.
‘Don’t go down the pub tonight,
Stay in, watch this instead.
Send us your f***in’ money,
We’ll turn it into bread!’
They turned it into ships and trucks,
Gave shelter, clothes and soap.
They dug them wells for water,
Gave people back their hope.

Four haikus for October 3rd, 2011

Dark, silent morning
Delayed autumn approaches
Leaves crunch underfoot


Azure sky dazzles
My skin warms to the Sun's touch
October's surprise


Cloud rolls down the hill
Summer's last gasp vanished now
Autumn's chill returns


Evening sky darkens
Gloomy air fills with their cries
Leather winged, they feed

Haiku's on a theme

He stands there, naked
Emotions bared to the world
He feels so alone


He stands there, naked
The sea lapping his ankles
Sun warm on his back


She stands there, naked
Proud, defiant eyes blazing
Daring him to look


He stands there, naked
The bus quickly disappearing
Stag night prank complete


He stands there, naked
Warm water cleansing his flesh
Sweat and grime banished


She stands there, naked
Tears flooding pale blue eyes
The mirror her foe


He stands there, naked
Legs apart, palms to the wall
Hands search his body


He stands there, naked
Flesh proudly exposed to all
No shame, does he feel