Song Lyric Sunday, Burn/ Fire/Flame.

Hi everyone and thanks to our host Jim at NewEpicAuthor for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt. Burn/Fire/Flame.

So many great songs to choose from and I need to be careful not to use any I have used before.

Well use this one before or not I adore Fire Meets Gasoline by Sia. It fits the prompt perfectly.

Burn by Ellie Goulding Oh! Love this too.

Oh! And the Australian group Midnight Oil , Beds are burning. The best protest song ever!

And the best video

Of course with this prompt we have to Have Arthur Brown who I saw live at Reading Festival years ago..a lifetime ago. Fire!

And the Bangles Eternal Flame.

Okay I shall stop now I have on on a bit but before I go .

We didn’t start the the fire Billy Joel ..best history lesson ever.

And the pictures.

Okay so I didn’t enjoy this one 😉😉

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 9/18

This week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from LindaGHill is to: Start with a noun and then write about it whatever it is. Most important rule enjoy yourselves.

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I am using an abstract noun Fire. I have written a little poem it not very good but I am not on top form so sorry.

The photo is one I took.

Fire, from early discovery

There was no knowing what

An asset it would turn out to be.

Giver of heat to warmer of pot.

It can used as a light

Or a lead of direction

As a weapon in a fight

Treat a wound to stop infection.

We learned to harness it power

Fire heated water drove steam machinery

Boiled oil to repel raiders from a tower.

It can smelt gold to make finery.

Down through the years

Fire has been a great boon

Protecting man from animals he fears.

It keeps us warm and cosy in our room.

#SoCs.

Song Lyric Sunday. fire

This week HelenVahdati and Simply Marquessa combine for Song Lyric Sunday. The theme is Fire. 

I know I am very late with entrty, please forgive me! I have been busy and now I am sunning myself on a cheeky holiday. 

Late or not I do love this song it is by Bat for lashes and it is called Daniel.

A spooky song with an equally Spooky video.

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“Daniel”


Daniel, when I first saw you
I knew that you had a flame in your heart
And under wild blue skies
Marble movie skies
I found a home in your eyes
We’ll never be apart

And when the fires came
The smell of cinders and rain
Perfumed almost everything
We laughed and laughed and laughed

And in the golden blue
Crying took me to
The darkest place you knew
And set fire to my heart

When I run in the dark, Daniel
To a place that’s vast, Daniel
Under a sheet of rain in my heart, Daniel
I dream of home

But in a goodbye bed
With my arms around your neck
Into our mouths the tears crept
Just kids in the eye of the storm

And as my house spun round
My dreams pulled me from the ground
Forever to search for the flame
For home again
For home again

When I run in the dark, Daniel
Into a place that’s vast, Daniel
Under a sheet of rain in my heart, Daniel
I dream of home

When I run in the dark, Daniel
Into a place that’s vast, Daniel
Under a sheet of rain in my heart, Daniel
I dream of home

 https://youtu.be/RcQiklJImwM

Cities Burning

London's Burning

Stomp stomp there’s panic on the streets. They are tearing through the alleys and taunting the police. They are burning shops and peoples homes. No matter how hard people have worked and made their businesses by working fingers to the bone. Families frightened out of their minds,  running  across the roof tops escaping   flames, shocked and lost having left all they own behind.

Smash Smash they are breaking lots of glass stealing trainers, clothes and handbags this is not the poor under class. This is not political they have no high ideals. They are not the poor underdogs who can’t afford their meals. If you can carry a Blackberry phone and a fashionable track suit and designer trainers you own, your on another track., you are in another zone.

Stamp stamp the sound of running feet they are all carrying 75 inch screens and DVD recorders by the score. “Take what you can when you can” is the gang call of the suedo poor. Flames, flames police cars have been torched whole shops and all their contents have all been thoroughly scorched!

People without their livelihoods, people without their homes all because these feral louts threw fire bombs and stones. They rant and rave and scream and bleat that they are fighting for a cause , they have no hope they say, no jobs and no one for them cares.  There are the jobs and there are the chances we all get just the same it just some of us make our own  way and don’t take benefits just for gain.

A good man lost his youngest son whilst on a vigilantes line, he only wanted to call a holt  to the rioters forward drive. Just because he stood for right , these ferals having fun, drove through his line killing three, his youngest son was one.

If ever we needed a hero, a strong leader to come along, we need them now ! We need the police to stand up and use measures hard and strong, for what these evil robbing thieves are doing, is all wrong.

Theives and Robbers

Feral Looters

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