When I was thirteen some friends and I

decided to go for a ride on our push bikes.

We did our best riding at about midnight

When all the stores were closed.

We shunned the day time shopping,where

You pay through the nose.

We would ride and ride,until we found a

Suitable venue for our misbehaviour and

Our juvenile delinquent ways

Juvenile delinquent

Is that what I was?

Juvenile delinquent

Is that who I am?

I was a good boy until I fell in with the

wrong bunch of kids.

They showed me the darker side of the

Streets.

I saw the seedier side of life where your

body is up for bids.

Well we rode around at night,causing trouble

And mayhem,for going on two years.

Causing shop owners to lose money and

plenty of tears.

Juvenile Delinquint

Is that what I was?

Juvenile Delinquint

Is that who I am?

Well we went for a ride one night,what we

Didn’t know,it was to be our last

The long arm of the law,was just about to

Tap us on the shoulder.

Our flag is gonna fly half mast.

We had had a good run,but I was glad when

We got busted

It was getting out of hand,things were getting more

and more dangerous.

It was the money,thrills and cigarettes that we

Lusted.

At the end we had our tails between our legs,heads

Down and ashamed,we were led into the court room.

We had to face our punishment,maybe get put away

For a while.

And go to a place where they don’t know the meaning

Of a smile.

We waited a long time for the judge to return from his

Chambers,he gave us look,and told us to stand.

He gave us three years probation,I guess God was

Holding our hands.

We got off light and easy,we didn’t really pay the price for

Our stupidity.

We know we got lucky,cause we escaped the dirty part

Of the city.

Juvenile Delinquint

Is that who I was?

Juvenile Delinquint

That is not who I am.

PS once this is totally made up,it is not about me or

anyone.

My girl friend just told that after three years of

going out.

That she was looking for someone else.

She was getting a hunger for something new.

A new saddle to jump.

A new pelvis to hump.

I couldn’t believe it,it came out of the blue.

I thought all was going well,it just goes to show,

You can never tell.

Well in between,my sobs,my cries,my weeps

I tried to carry on.

Tried to sing the same old song.

What was different,what went wrong?

I didn’t want to want to show it,but her leaving,

really cut me deep.

What happens to the ring I gave her?,What about

the engagement.

I guess she has come to a new arrangement.

My Sobs,My Cries,My Weeps.

Every night they soak my pillow,soak my sheets,

I think I am going to drown in my own misery.

It has been three months since she walked out that

door.

I guess she aint coming around here no more.

I am trying to move on,to sing a new song,the chorus

and verse are easy,the bridge is the hardest part,it is

the span between the space.

Where I need to save face.

My Sobs,My Cries,My Weeps.

Are slowly starting to dry,I have finally found the

answer to the question.Why?

My Sobs,My Cries,My Weeps

Have finally turned to dust.

Is it God or the Devil,in who we trust?

I just hope my love life,hasn’t turned to rust.

I am looking through a wormhole,

but where is the worm?

I am feeling kind of uneasy

I am starting to squirm.

This whole thing about space

are we all alone?

Did ET get to phone home?

I am on a bit of of a guest

It is all about perspective

It can be rather deceptive

Maybe I am the space detective

It is all about whether we are alone

in this or other universes

Are there other beings or enitys

out there?

You need more than hope or a

strong telescope

You need to get on a space craft

You need to go a journey

I am on a bit of a guest

It is all about perspective

It can be rather deceptive

Maybe I am the space detective

What is the popular opinion

What is the concensus

Do you believe?

Do you want to know?

I am flying to the milky way

Riding the tail of a comet

Flying among the space junk

and debris

I am still looking for the answer

to the question Are we alone?

But the perspective  part of this

poem is the main point

After all it is the title of this story

When you look into the scheme

and look at the whole picture,you

will see that we are all just a dot in the

cosmos

A tiny little speck,nothing more then

a full stop.

We could travel and venture for a

thousand years

Will we ever find the answer?

Time will tell

What is really out there,we can only

sit and ponder.

What is there in the great unknown

yonder.

Good evening people welcome to the show

I am going to tell you a story,in all its guts

and glory.

This story is about a killer,a serial killer,who

has never been caught.

All the police efforts to find him have come

to nought.

It all started in about 1990,when bodies started

to surface in the dunes on the north coast,and

body parts started to arrive in the post.

A finger was sent to the police.

A toe to the papers.

A ear was sent to the mayor,where is it going to

go from here.

A few years have gone it is now 1996.

The killer is still on the loose,still seeking

Wanting a way to get his kicks.

The death toll has reached 28 with no end in

sight.

Forensics have arrived at the latest death scene.

There might be a break through,they examine

what could be a bite mark.

It is a another dead end,the evidence doesn’t

add up.

The cops has chasing shadows,chasing their

own tails.

The killer is in a flaming rage,he loves to see

his exploits splashed across the front page.

His ego is getting bigger.

The death toll is getting longer.

New years eve in the year 2000

There is no celebration.

There is a killer scaring the crap out of the

whole nation.

2005,has just come and gone,the killer is

still slicing and dicing.

It is now 2014,the misery has gripped the whole

country.

84 people have come to a grizzly end.

But there is no need to worry,this is just a

story.

The killers rage is just my pen going across

the page.

A friend told me a secret just the other day

And I swore on my mothers grave,that I

would never tell a living soul.

Well it took all of five minutes before I opened

up my pie hole.

Secrets and me,are like cheese and chalk

It want take long,im a gonna talk.

I just cant help myself,they say,loose lips

will sink ships.

Well me and my mouth have sunk the whole

goddamn fleet.

My friend gave me another chance,and told me

something in confidence.

And once again,I said,mate,you can trust me,

My mouth is shut.

Well, I kept it shut for about two days.

But the tension was driving me insane.

I had to tell somebody and get this secret

off my chest.

So I phoned a friend,and well,you can guess

the rest.

Secrets and me,are like cheese and chalk

It want take long,Im a gonna talk.

I cant help myself,I try,but the words just

slip out.

Just like a torpedo,your secret is on the loose.

Me and my mouth,just killed the golden goose.

Let me introduce myself,in case you

Didn’t know.

I was born in 1976 in the Sudan or

the congo,depending on what books

you read.

Do you want to know my name?

I was born near a river in the Congo.

So I was named after a river,Ebola is my

name,killing is my game.

I am Ebola,hear me roar.

You don’t want me knocking on your door.

I am just a virus,first I will kill you gently.

Then I will get kind of morbid,and I will kill

with a vengeance.

When we first met,you didn’t even know

I was there.

But I sure left an impression.

First you will get a fever,sore throat,a

few aches and pains.

A bit of a rash,a bit of a vomit,then you get

the bloody diarrhea.

Then when you think you are getting better

I will come for more.

This time there is no escape I am 90& sure.

I am just a virus

I am coming after you.

I am just a virus

Causing havoc from within you.

I can see a little blood,then a lot more

It is coming out of everywhere.

If you have watched the news lately,you will

know that I am still around.

I still live in Africa,but I am looking to

emigrate.

Now wouldn’t that be great?

I am just a virus

With their masks and white suits they think

They can stop me.

I am just a virus

I can not be defeated,I float in the air,wild

and free.

I will be around forever,no vaccine,pill or

treatment will stop me.

I am your worst nightmare.