2-Short
1) Behaviour Principle
They believe “it”
I can’t stand to see it
The acquiescent apathy of fools
That rush to judgment
Of anything different
Those uncompromising
Followers of rules..
2) Lucidity Analysis
For everything a season
All humans have their reasons
To hate, to love, to fight and more
When reason walks….
In or out the door
Mark Catlin July 2015
Past things that shape me from inside
From boy to man pain magnified
From being bullied to a lover’s lies
The scars that settle deep inside
From a friends betrayal
Or my feelings brushed aside
Part of me has somehow died
Replaced with darkness I’m lost inside
The anger I feel pulsing behind my eyes
Like rising burning poison bile
Flooding over my emotions it then nullifies
Are these symptoms of my going insane?
Or just a fracture through which leaks my pain
From a battle waged within my soul
The emptiness shall not let go
Things out of the past
That shape me from inside
From childhood to man
Pain I try, in vain, to hide
My cries for help
Ignored or vilified
Every trust I extend-betrayed
Loss turns to burning rage inside
I can feel it hiding behind my eyes
Like rising, burning, poison bile
Flooding my emotions to nullify
Just more symptoms of my going insane?
Or just a fracture through which
Leaks my pain
Try to hide-it
Keep it locked-inside
The emptiness which
Invades my mind.
Mark Catlin—2012
2-Short
1) Behaviour Principle
They believe “it”
I can’t stand to see it
The acquiescent apathy of fools
That rush to judgment
Of anything different
Those uncompromising
Followers of rules..
2) Lucidity Analysis
For everything a season
All humans have their reasons
To hate, to love, to fight and more
When reason walks….
In or out the door
Mark Catlin July 2015
Up down inside out
Pushing pulling drowning out
Open closing
Walk in cold
Empty minded
Growing Old
Demonstrating remonstrating
Open mouthed
Fornication copulation
Pleasure intense
Dreamscapes and frenzy
Power and class
Downward spiralling no one asks
Onwards sideways what’s to see
Breakdown lockdown
Differences will always be
Ugly pretty vanity
Vain conceited me me me
Action reaction opposites attract
Worrying vying slow to act
Truth in confessions truth not lies
Majestic graceful
Beauty in crying eyes
Thoughtful generous I wish to be
Question the answer no apathy please
Haves versus have nots
And the eager to please
Go down fighting
Don’t live cowering on knees
Mark Catlin July 2015
A collection of poems written by Mark Catlin.
We live we die
And in between
We sit and wonder why
Why must we someday die?
Tried and tested
We live our lives
Like our dear parents did
Tied down and restricted
Of gods and guns
Do we need to die?
For Christ’s sake or for anyone?
They call it religion
And so we pray
For god to save us
From our evil ways
They call it self-decay
We live we die
In fear of gods and guns
And never knowing why
Why must we someday die?
So live your life
In fear of no one
We must have our say
Before we fade away
Lyrics: Dick Lucas
Music: Subhumans (UK)
From the album; Worlds Apart
Of roads not taken
Of paths un-trod
Of life’s inertia
Fulfilled or not
Others pass by
In themselves absorbed
intransient myopia
Spun out of control
The pages fill
With tears that fall
The emptiness of a silence
That can capture us all
The wasted seconds
Seemingly timeless years
Looking into mirrors
Trying to embrace your fears……
Mark Catlin
March 2016.
A collection of poems written by Mark Catlin.
Of roads not taken
Of paths un-trod
Of life’s inertia
Fulfilled or not
Others pass by
In themselves absorbed
intransient myopia
Spun out of control
The pages fill
With tears that fall
The emptiness of a silence
That can capture us all
The wasted seconds
Seemingly timeless years
Looking into mirrors
Trying to embrace your fears……
Mark Catlin
March 2016.
At the sound of gunfire
People drop dead
I wonder what goes through
The assassins heads
The point at which they take a life
The mother, father, husband, child or wife
The pointless murder
Of all those in between
An automatic weapon
And twisted beliefs
At the carnage
I would stand appalled
Like many others….
My blood would run cold
Thoughts of causes, solutions all these acts
Of pointless violence back to back
Religion, money, politics and law
All conspire crying for more, more and more
Those in between you, them and me
Trying to live out our lives peacefully
And while I listen in disgust
At those who cry more
In my head I hear this quote..
Only the dead have seen the end of war (Plato)
Mark Catlin
November 2015.
Declaration Of Opinion 
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