poetry
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I am not a number we used to scream Now we use pronouns to define us Is this some kind of bad kind of dream, We may as well go back to being numbered Boxed and labelled and all neatly packaged, Pronouns once used as a form of defiance and rebellion Has now become a…
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Live and let live I say So don’t try and judge me in any way, Just because I am open to all Until they prove they’re unworthy, I don’t care about colour or faith I don’t care if they’re queer or straight, Gender doesn’t ever bother me And people can be who they want to…
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It’s Christmas time, But some go without No presents are about Parents feeling bad Children with faces sad, To much hardship And not enough cash, Food bank handouts No turkey or stuffing here No fun, no joy, no cheer, It breaks my heart always But especially at this time of year.
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Prezzies open Everyone’s buzzing, Hugs and kisses Everyone’s loving, Families caring They’re sharing time, This is the wonder Of a Christmas sublime.
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It’s Christmas so enjoy it Let your hair, have some fun, Share time with family Show them love, because we’re one, Dance and sing and indulge yourself It’s what Christmas is all about, And show everyone your gratitude And let your light shine right out.
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The dogs of war They fight without a cause, Killing and death Is all they live for, They use religion Time and again, But it’s just a power game Killing in money’s name, And they can’t see the shame In all the bodies Of the innocents slain, It’s all a part of the game they…
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Christmas Eve is here Let’s share the love This joyous time of year, Let’s be grateful to all And let’s be respectful, This moment is blissful A time when we can be peaceful, Where christmas trees twinkle And lights outside illuminate, While children live in anticipation Of gifts and fun that light up their faces,…
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They take away your very breath The elderly suffer and staff and freeze to death, In the name of capitalistic debt And for interest rates the poor are bereft, Of being allowed a liveable wage While the rich reside in luxury that’s their way, And they wonder why there’s so much rage The inequality must…
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You work to survive and they tax us hard While paying us little this system a farce, The services that we pay for are underfunded and stretched, So where does our money go then is it to the rich Who profit from our labour, blood and our sweat, Why are we so continually willing to…
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So today it’s said by the few it’s wrong and weak to care, to consider others feelings and to share, apparently it’s wrong if you’re offended or for choosing to defend, those unable to defend themselves and the vulnerable that need our help, the few uncaring, malevolent few and the first to cry and that…
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