Objectification

Objectification

You were a girl with average ambition
Now your 17 every mans wet dream
Beautiful object
Human trophy
Men want to possess you
To Caress you
elope with you
Grope you
Forget about your personality
It’s of no use
We seek to abuse you
Another Barbie doll
We ignore your soul
Your heart your intellect
We have no respect
For you 
Take off your clothes
Barbie 
Groomed or doomed to be a trophy wife
Tenderness a Prince Charming
Only comes with pain and harming
why can’t people look beyond the face
and the body?
Why can’t we see the soul?

A punk prayer

A punk prayer

A leather studded glove
A love for the obscene
I’d like to f*ck you it’d be my dream
Mohawks and tats
Never mind the bollocks you tw*ts
Chains of thick metal
and studs and hoops
Groupies and groups of the disaffected
Reflected in the eyes of your sunglasses
Tartan mini skirts and asses
Anarchy in the eyes of the youth
Paint the town red
Amen in the eyes of new gods
men and women