Dead Faith, Breathe

Dead Faith, Breathe
Warwick Allen
Wednesday, 7 June 2017

You've no qualm
Recite your psalm
On the corner
Don't ignore her
She's hurting
You look

Words cavernous
Now disastrous
She will hear
You don't care
She's hurting
You ask

Pontificate
Form of hate
You say grace
See her face
She's hurting
You know

… breathe …

Words substantial
Being filled
In the doing
Lives combining
She's waiting
For you

• hypocrisy
• compassion

recording on Suno

To Be Me

To Be Me
Warwick Allen
Friday, 12 August 2016

white whiskers
whisper
of my folly

muscles strained
well trained
of my weakness

learned brain
exclaims
my ignorance

a beast without Your mind
a babe without Your strength
a fool without Your word

I need You
                if I am
                            to be me

• identity
• surrender

Dissonance

Dissonance
Warwick Allen
Sunday, 18 October 2015

I take my soul for a stroll
Along the crumbling edge
Cliff face, to face
Imagined and the real

I see my world dissolve
In an unread history book
My space, marked place
Recorded but never told

I watch and sigh as they divide
My soul and body cannot decide
Can't agree who'll they'll have
Me be, so they fight

• identity
• inner-conflict

recording on Suno

Ever Isle

Ever Isle
Warwick Allen
Sunday, 18 October 2015

Every day I breathe a while
Throw my thoughts on a pile
Up there on the top
My dream of Ever Isle

Every day I run a while
Chasing an ephemeral smile
Many-coloured gold-in-pot
My dream of Ever Isle

Every day I stop a while
Resting with easy smile
I know what I've got
My life in Ever Isle

• dreams
• contentment

recording on Suno

Little Fox

Little Fox
Warwick Allen
Wednesday, 30 September 2015

The whites in your eyes,
The dim mirror hides.

So close, out of shot;
So much, not a lot.

Let's talk about this,
Little fox, my nemesis.

The thief is out there.
The thief is in here.

Tell me, who are you?
I know, already knew.

Saw through cheap disguise;
The soul in your eyes...

Is gone, do you miss it?
But mine, you won't get it.
But mine, it's well kept.

• spiritual-warfare
• identity

recording on Suno

Precious

Precious
Warwick Allen
Sunday, 2 August 2015

A lie torturous
Sold
By men contemptuous
Told
To lives precious
Cold
Hearts treat worthless
Gold
Their sole worship
Hell
Their course plotted
How
To touch minds knotted
Tell
Men, men corrupted
Yell
The truth unhindered
Smell
Life sweetly savoured
Now
Through our Saviour
Old
Courses Altered
Cold
Hearts are melted
Evil
Men made righteous
All
Souls are precious

• salvation
• worth

recording on Suno

Sweet Melodies

Sweet Melodies
Warwick Allen
Friday, 15 May 2015

love notes of sweet melodies
shoot from deep-green leaves
swayed by gentle breeze
tenderly caressing me
snuggling into the sun
a lullaby softly hummed
innocence fills my lungs
a thousand yesterdays
cleansed with sea spray
exhaled and put away
sweep the floor of today
space for my soul to play

• nature
• peace

recording on Suno