I am a peacock
I have beautiful feathers
Look at how I can sway and swing
All colours in all weathers
It almost feels as if I’m king

I am a peacock
I am the scintillating star
I am in the constellation
You can see me from afar
I look like an exaltation

I am a peacock
I’m the egg of Fabergé
Fair enamelled and engraved gold
It’s rarely seen on display
The expensive rubies look bold

I am a peacock
I am proud and I am vain
Look how I flaunt my perfect fan
I’ll always pretend or feign
That I’m the impeccable man

Longing was the appropriate word
For the feeling they all shared
The reality became a bit blurred
When the director suddenly declared

There was no longer a place for them
To share their last days together
It was a lightning stricken condemn
On a day of wonderful weather

You have to leave, there is no place
The funds are completely drained
The government gave us no space
The budget is impossibly strained

You have to find a spot just by yourself
We will no longer give you a hand
We are putting our mercy on the shelf
The closing of this home was planned

We don’t care what happens to you
We’re just pushing you out on the street
The only thing we need to do
Is try to be a little discreet

So hush you ladies, don’t tell a soul
The world doesn’t need to know
Only the elderly need to pay the toll
Accept this inhuman act and let it go

That was the moment the ladies came together
They would organize a demonstration
And on that day of wonderful weather
They gave vent to their frustration

All our lives we have worked so very hard
There was nothing we wouldn’t do
After so many years you leave us scarred
None of your promises came through

You make us feel unwanted and sad
We are unhappy and longing for a home
A place where we can stay and be glad
On our age we shouldn’t need to roam

So we ask of ministers and politicians
Keep our homes, please just let us stay
And give us the right conditions
To enjoy our old age, don’t turn us away

If you have any compassionate feeling left
Prevent we become homesick and alone
To leave everything behind and feel bereft
And desperate step into the unknown

When I think about my home, I am home
I can feel the texture of my couch
The feeling of closeness of living in my dome
Just like the warmth of a kangaroo pouch

I can smell the passiflora, spicy and strong
Or the fragrance of my son’s Just Joey rose
The purple and orange colours mixed along
Where the bright green leaves grows

I see the sticker on my wall
‘Did you already smile today’
A great big smile or just some small
Received one or gave a few away

But most of all when I think of home
I see my children and my man
That’s where my heart is wherever I roam
That is where my love began

I am so excited,
I have booked my holiday
We are driving to the south of France
Along the endless motorway

Together we will make the trip
It’s just over a thousand miles
Doesn’t matter how long it takes
We will bear it with our smiles

We are going to meet some friends
Lunch at the swimming pool terrace
And with a glass of wine in my hand
We stare at night at the Polaris

Then I think of all my friends
In the cold and still at work
I make a toast to all of you
With a whopping smirk

I live in a simple house on top of the hill
The paint on the woodwork has already faded
No one is hearing my cries, I keep myself still
It has been a long time when someone invaded

I let the seawind blow my gloomy thoughts away
After all my disillusions I closed my door
I hide my desolate tears in a rainy day
Because no one I knew comes along anymore

He was disrupting her somehow
She thought he would hurt her again
But she should be real strong for now
She would not give in to the pain

She was sitting on the cold floor
And really wished that she was tough
She couldn’t take it anymore
And finally thought it was enough

Would she ever set herself free
Or was she destined for a fall
Was there a tiny chance to be
And wouldn’t she have lost it all

She contemplated, reached within
Drifted away, let herself out
Remembered how the start has been
At length was finished with doubt

It was the last straw, she would go
She was leaving this very night
Because of all the things she’d know
She was going to be alright

I close my eyes and look inside
I reach within and concentrate
Let the weariness subside
So that I can contemplate

I try to find the explanation
Of understanding and happiness
Where you can lay the foundation
Of merriment and togetherness

Only need to take a good look around
I watch the clouds float by
I know where happiness is found
I hear a newborn baby sigh

I see it in the magic of the stars
I can taste it in the raspberry
Or in a heart with healing scars
Or in the scent of lavender ecstasy

I can reach the highest mountain
To see the sun rise every day
Take a sip from a dewdrops fountain
And live my happy life my own way

I need this, I need that
I need a lot, I need some
I have sus, I have so
I need yes, I need no
I have to grind, grind, grind
I have my heart attack to find

Grandpa is a jack of all trades
A baseball player with an awesome stroke
He is helping his grandson with his grades
A jolly man and always in for a cracking joke

Grandson is studious and very curious
He wants to know all grandpa knows
Doesn’t matter if it’s fact or mysterious
He wants to know the cons and pros

They are like hand and glove
And are the best of friends
Between them there is only love
A deep friendship that never ends

Surrounding myself with stillness
I will not say a word, just hush
And banish the sound of shrillness
Enjoy the exuberant lush

Of my garden with its flowers
The grass so soft with morning dew
Awakened in the first hours
I charge myself within this view

My secretive place filled with light
Sunny places which look sublime
Where the peacefulness will ignite
My love will linger, shared through time

The rainbow colours fill my heart
And embrace my identity
With all the good I will impart
In my garden of serenity