Biography of Aidan Ross
Aidan Ross Poems
Ode To Love
To Love, To Love I toast thee. Lovers, poets, couples, I salute thee. To Love, To Love, the sacred energy. For Love, For Love the greatest energy.
Beautiful river, down from the sky Beauty, as the clouds do cry The sacred bringer of all life Water does calm all strife
I Am What I Am, What Am I
I am alive. I am dead. I am here. I am gone.
Advance Australia Feared
Australians all let us rejoice. For they are not so free. We’ve tin foil and barren soil. Blood stained dirt by sea:
Scum beat up their next of kin. Cowards kill and rape their wives. Religous crackdown on false sin. Hatred ruins poor young lives.
That kiss, that kiss. That kiss, that I do miss. That love, that love. Prettier than a dove.
I'Ll Be There
If you are hurt, I'll be there to heal you. If you are sad, I'll be there to cry on. If you are happy, I'll be there to smile on If you love me, I'll be there to hug you.
Birth Of Despair
I am a man of Poland, man in a land invaded. I am but content, that my house has not been raided. I walk up, to my silent home, why does my wife ignore me.
Broken man walking the street. Feels the pain in his feet. Pounding noises, in his head. Everyone he sees as dead.
I wish I could stop drinking, but beer runs my life. If I had stopped drinking, I would still have a wife. When did I start drinking, I think I was child. When I started drinking, it drove the teachers wild.
When will horror end? I’ve killed my only friend. Dying in the park. Can't see past the dark.
Why must people kill, why must we poor die. Why are they such scum, to the press they lie. Why is my sister dead, why are these raids. Why does another cousin, fall each day to AIDS.
I Don'T Deserve
I don't deserve your love. I don't deserve your pity. I don't deserve your forgiveness. I don't deserve your friendship.
When I Die
When I die, don't cry for me. For I will be reborn. Please just laugh for me. And bury me with the corn.
Scum beat up their next of kin.
Cowards kill and rape their wives.
Religous crackdown on false sin.
Hatred ruins poor young lives.
Hunger pang and fire burn.
Dead before you reach the door.
When will we ever learn.
Why can't we feed the poor.