The Dead and The Living plus Let My Tears Be My Words

The Dead and The Living (c) By Michael Casey

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The Dead and The Living

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The Dead and The Living (c)

                           by

                     Michael  Casey

     I first saw a deceased when I was nine years old ,my father said  not

     to worry as the dead are the same as the living ,  only the  laughter

     has left them ,  the sparkle has gone from their eyes , the worry has

     been lifted from their shoulders ,  and their voice has vanished  to

     eternity .

     In  paradise the sparkle will return for it is the  twinkle  of  the

     stars , the laughter will return too for it is the morning breeze and

     the turning tides are their sides shaking with laughter .

     I treat the deceased with the same courtesy as I give to the living,

     though I find the deceased are always more polite .  My father also

     had a few words to say about the living .

     He said that the living are only the caretakers of the  soul  ,  yet

     they think their existence is everything , that they know everything

      because they experience many things with their senses .

      What the living don’t acknowledge is that their time is  short  and

      when I lay their bodies to rest then their souls  continue  without

      them ,  without their strong ,  without their weak ,  without  their

      beautiful or even ugly temporary form , to where I cannot say , only

      that it is a better place .

      Percy the undertaker placed the lid on the coffin ,the soul was free

                          THE  BEGINNING

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I’ve updated this 15th Sept 2024 I’m Michael Casey from Birmingham England, the fat silver haired writer in shades. Beware of Others with the EXACT SAME NAME, they are not me,

I wrote this poem in November 1987, on a Sunday and Keith Jackson who was also working on that Sunday

said it was almost Poetic when I bored him with it,

The 2nd Poem Below has 2 titles

Let My Tears be my words/ Let there be Light

I wrote that one in 2008/9 if memory serves with my big daughter squeezed beside me

on my chair in front of the computer

Let There Be Light ©

By Michael Casey

Let my tears be my words

Let the candle light be my eyes

Let the flowers in bloom be my lips

Let their scent be my blood

Let the wind be my breath

Let clouds be my mood

Let children’s laughter be my hope

Let widows’ sighs be my conscience

Let a stranger’s prayers be my delight

Let the bees be my wisdom

Let the trees be my strength

Let my patience reach to the stars

Let me be always remembered in your prayers

Let my Tears be my Words

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Let There Be Light ©

By Michael Casey

Let my tears be my words

Let the candle light be my eyes

Let the flowers in bloom be my lips

Let their scent be my blood

Let the wind be my breath

Let clouds be my mood

Let children’s laughter be my hope

Let widows’ sighs be my conscience

Let a stranger’s prayers be my delight

Let the bees be my wisdom

Let the trees be my strength

Let my patience reach to the stars

Let me be always remembered in your prayers

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so as one doorman/bouncer to another Francis, 

make sure you can sneak me in later

lost a day today again

lost a day today again

too much Tinnitus in my head

Barometric pressure etc

one of my neighbours got treated to the sight of me half naked

slapping on the pain killer, she just walked past on cue

so she could see a gorilla slapping it on my shoulder

my hairy birthmark and so on

though if I had turned around she would have puked

the sight of my elephant man hernia in the middle of my chest

so ladies in Singapore and Korea and Japan

would you have screamed with delight

or puked in a puked

I got word of a family Easter gathering

the amount of Education all in one place

teachers and degrees galore from the best universities

my niece has so many qualifications we should call her Alphabet,

 all the letters after her name

except me, I'm just a self taught writer

so you can judge my level by reading my 3,000,000 words

PhD in Nonsense , probably

My head is killing me, so I'll probably stay at home

as they Face Time me

But I do like the Aha song

I'll be gone soon

cos with all my diseases

one day it'll be right

not unless the Oriental Express gets here quick

so if you all finally bought books, instead of just downloading multiple translations for free

this is my dream house, this week anyway, It has a wet room by the study/bedrooom

which would be perfect for me, in my dreams anyway.....

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shooting USA in the head, that's Trump's next plan, GOD HELP US, USA

Donald you are just a salesman, and you even LOST money on a Casino, and you LOST 2020 Election and LOST popular vote in 2016

no amount of LIES can change it.

In the END the Road to Damascus will knock you off your Camel

Fake Faith is just that FAKE

Quick BUCK ends in Tragedy , and the BUCK stops with YOU

not an IOU

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Think for Yourself

 Space below is for your thoughts

so write something

or draw, or sing a song

just fill the space

you have 1 hour

or dance

see if you can get a hole in one, off the wall

Acceptance Speech, somebody was reading this on my Wordpress it made me laugh, so here it is here on Blogger

Acceptance Speech (c)

By Michael Casey

 

Thank you Navy Seals for getting me here

Ryan air didn't complain when you carried me on as hand luggage

And stuffed me in the luggage rack

They didn't check your bulges under your macs either

Flasher macs, not apple macs

you have to be quick on the draw

whipping out your pistol

Am I speaking code, Rodger the Dodger used to say I did

But he was a golfer and I've not seen him since 2005

He'll swing better than Trump

and his score is real

But I digress, I am frigthened of flying after all

So the Navy Seals were being kind to me

And if I had a funny turn, Mandy was there ready

So now here I am to accept the Nobel prize for Literature

The Seals are laughing like seals and banging their flippers

The doormen were too scared to not let them in

I won the prize fair and square

An obscure writer that nobody has heard of 

or even read in any language

Though on every street corner in Singapore

Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades

from Birmingham England

is all the rage

Is it because of my looks

or the weight of my books

or just because I'm a cult

or a writer

or maybe just a W C 

a Writer Cult

or did they say something similar

It's hard to hear with Tinnitus in your ear

another W word

or another C word

Snoop Dog would know

he calls me a soinso

or maybe another word

he is so tall his words fail to reach my ears

Anyway

To get my 1,000,000 from Nobel I have to give a speech

I only accepted for the money

Other awards give you nothing but a plastic trophy

the 2023 bin liners award from your local supermarket

so  I don't want one

and Charlie may be Camilla's darling

but a Knighthood if there's no money attached

leave it in the back of the fridge

I have seen people advertise how to get awards

I think that proves my point

I'd rather have 3 pints free every Saturday at a Pub Chain

For life, and that would not cost them much

considering my Health Record

So Nobel I accept your money

Will it increase my sales from Zero to Zero plus one

as everybody reads for free on my websites

Only if Putin condemns me from his Pulpit

would my sales begin

But I'd rather fart in his face

as he is a disgrace to the human race

So here I am in a crumple hazmat suit

the Navy Seals I wore it

but I did steal a Rosary beads on the way in

so when I finish my 1 hour speech

of thanks to Nobel

I could borrow a stick of dynamite

and tell Putin to eat it

while I say a Rosary 

I do like to be different after all

and then we can all get drunk 

on the free Stella Artois for life

though I do have a friend next door

who might appreciate it too

and his Good Wife likes chocolate

so I'd ramble on and on and on

just. like a politician

finishing by throwing

Clotted Cream at the audience

they can lick the smile off their faces

Cheshire Cats all of them

or is that a Metaphor

Who know's it is Literature after all

and Nobel gave me a prize for mine

or does the stick of Dynamite

go up my backside or Putin's

You decide 

Because I'm Worth it

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well hope you are all laughing

IF I did win a million I'd buy the house below

otherwise I just dream as I look at Rightmove B17

its one of my hobbies, just looking

p.s. Is JD in Rome for Easter?

he can steal a Rosary from Francis, a strong one made of wood

and I'll pray for Trump's Soul, but tell the Navy Seals not to kick my door down

when they deliver it, I wrote about them in the first story from

The Final Cut of the 19th Hole

Michael Casey writer from Birmingham England, 17th April 2025, after a visit to the pharmacy

  

well my pharmacy man has retired , he is captain of the golf club now

so maybe he can fit Trump in for a beating