she was in the box waiting
her shoes were untied
we were hungry and thirsty
after such a wild ride
the sky turned to nightmare
the stars tried to hide
as MacHeath took the honor
of the Irish child bride
o beautiful ransom
who knows what you did
beautiful ransom
you were just a kid
beautiful ransom
so lovely and fair
you turned the Mac Knife
into a millionaire
deep in the bog
are six bodies in mud
naked as jaybirds
not one drop of blood
in their pockets no nickels
not one single dime
and no one will ever
uncover their crimes
o beautiful ransom
you will be saved
when the peat moss uncovers
the secretive graves
o beautiful ransom
nobody will learn
who caused the churches
and relics to burn
when God has abandoned
the Isle to her fate
and Patrick he carries
the snakes to the lakes
and Dublin fair city
is crushed to the ground
and over the highlands
there isn't a sound
the beautiful ransom
you will be paid
when nothing is secret
a promise is made
beautiful ransom
such a pretty girl
you knew you would be
not long for this world
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
BEFORE DARKNESS FALLS Retails for 14.95 / but you can have it now for only 11.95 This is a book of poetry and prose that deals with real life issues that all of mankind comes to face. Some of the poems deal with the tenderness of love, while others s
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