Join me on a cloud underneath the moon. Savour every moment, for the morning will come soon. Love me now under the stars. Let's say goodbye to all the

Love can come along and free you from the past. The other times it can kick you in the ass. Love can be a nightmare, or a dream come true. There is some love out there for me and you. You can spend ages trying to track it down. Then out of nowhere, it comes … Continue reading Love: Robert St.Germain

Let's start building bridges instead of dropping bombs. Why not some kindness?  Would that be so wrong? Let us stop throwing punches, and let's start shaking hands. Let us spread freedom all across the land. Why make enemies when we could make friends? Why listen to the hateful and the messages they send? Why poison … Continue reading Warriors for Peace: Robert St. Germain

Like wolves howling in the night, your voice makes me feel alright. And my soul rises up to a moon so bright. In the deepest woods of my heart, something tells me we shall never part. Your presence is a cool fall wind, taking me somewhere I have never been. Fall is a prelude to … Continue reading Howling: Robert St. Germain

Tell me a story so I will believe you. I will give you money so my dreams will come true. Now I will bow down to take your orders. I will fill my mind with garbage like a hoarder. Tell me of heaven for those who obey. I dream of heaven, though I never see … Continue reading Tell Me a Story: Robert St. Germain

A little bird can be treated poorly from bigger birds. But, that little bird can be strong. And he can find other little birds to carry on. When there is thunder, that bird can sing loud enough to be heard. And someone can relate to his tunes. When it rains he can find shelter somewhere. … Continue reading A Little Bird: Robert St. Germain

Scientists keep pushing the boundaries of what the earth can take. While it’s our survival that is at stake. They thought that nuclear energy was a great expectation. Now Chernobyl is still filled with radiation. Fools build bombs that can wipe us off the earth. In the end, what is it all worth? They all … Continue reading Russian Roulette: Robert St. Germain

Here in Winnipeg, I walk down the street. And I feel the snow crunching under my feet I see my own breath in front of my eyes. And the air is too chilly for clouds to form in the sky. I move fast to outrun the winter hounds. And the extra layer of clothing adds … Continue reading A Cold Day: Robert St.Germain

One night I woke up feeling dead because a bat flew into my head. Every time it flapped its' wings it filled my mind with awful things. Like a vampire, it drank my pain, and it laughed out loud as I went insane. It played me like a puppet, making me do stupid things. And … Continue reading The Bat that Flew Into My Head: Robert St. Germain