I’ve never experienced the sense of hate and outrage here in my land, for those fleeing danger and seeking a better life than I do now. I am ashamed and not proud, as the xenophobic crowds gather like a storm coming in.
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A laughable concept
The duality within the obese greedy fat cat rich person, speaking for the poor, starving, malnourished person about having their wellbeing at heart is quintessentially laughable as well as offensive and arrogant.
It’s a rich person’s game
Why even vote It’s all a rich man’s game, Those who lead They have no shame, Whoever you elect You get the same, You’ll never see a poor person Winning at this game, You’ll never see a poor person Ever stand, win and lead, There’s no way they’ll succeed, Because they be beaten By thoseContinue reading “It’s a rich person’s game”
Boxed and labelled
Vote ID cards What a fucking con, That’s your freedom And privacy is dead and gone, Boxed and labelled It’s so wrong, Ask about your liberty And realise you’ve none.
Careering headlong out of control is what the government says will happen, if they were not in control of things, and anarchy would then ensue, however this is laughable because we are already in a world of chaos, with war and corruption and global warming, we are trashing our planet and killing ourselves, I askContinue reading “Cursed”
Clarity is seemingly not equitable where God’s and Masters rule and to think that working and being free and having rights is something we are entitled to shows how much you have been fooled.
Protect and serve
Aspire to more Let’s go for more, We need peace And not war, We need to open doors, That will see us evolve As this planet revolves, We put in the laws To protect it much more.
Sometimes I feel the hope seep out And then I feel the pain creep in, And though I know during my suffering In time happier moments will return again, But it’s hard I know to keep this belief When every part of you is consumed by grief, And I’ve shed years throughout my years YetContinue reading “Emotional life”
Dark space Where there is no light, I wonder what it hides Beyond our sight, In darkness there is mystery It has its hidden stories It’s part of the universal glory, That often goes unseen, But that dwell deep Within my cosmic dreams.
The universal nebulae display
I fly on the wings of the eagle, Swooping past the snow angel, I stare in the depths of the cats eye And go round and round the ring, Before resting in the lagoon Watching the crab in its full display, Before staring in awe at the pillars of creation All of the universe’s nebulasContinue reading “The universal nebulae display”