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Sorry, so sorry — what have I done now?


So much sadness, trial and events.
So much power – little more hope
now destruction an all time event.

Is it for America we can give away
our own country’s sovereignty
or is it us, the individual,
who has lost their sense of rights
and of fair play?

What makes man an evil bastard
and women now vie for their share?

Is it for love, power, oppressive past –
man’s behaviour
and the submissiveness they wrought?

What is it about us as a humanity –
have we all gone mad?

Lost is the concern, care and plight
of man as a saviour caring to love and not hate.
And women wanting that care,
preciousness at play…

Then comes motherhood
and women choose power, work –
and what next?

Another generation lost
to the world of coin
and the vultures of despair.

Watch out you’re next –
hold on to your sovereignty
or you could be next.
Swallowed into a cavern –
a mind of displeasure, loss and unrest.

November 20th, 2013
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The old ancestors


Sorry is the sailor who ventures in past his depth
and sorry are people who fly out thinking life
is but one whole continual breath.

Who are the star makers
distinctly shining above the rest?

These are our old ancestors,
wise beyond the world’s so called geniuses,
but different in their soul.

These are the persons
giving off that much needed resource –
reflective ability
The ability to understand how man can be so foolish
not to look beyond and consider who on earth he is
and begin to know himself.
Let’s hope so.

November 18th, 2013
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Constantly they come


Constantly, constantly coming to me; the men.
I am unable to bear their stories of woe,
their voices extra-ordinarily high pitched in tone
whisper, not more than a gargle, rumble or groan.

Where do they come from, how do they come
and call my name; who is behind this terrible
frustrating gaggle of men, ducks at a party
being shot by their keeper, their lord?

What of this tale – life is rotten, riddled by a disease.
No way of rescuing this plight, the damage pervasive,
endless crime.

God in Her glory sang out no more war and victory
as man does declare,
She in her haven cradles a cripple, a wounded soldier
who lives no more, but strafed by fear
for what he has had to bear, says no man again
should have to experience the same.

No more violence no more war,
Man is dying.
Life on our planet is rich no more.

November 17th, 2013
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Devil’s advocate


Cross-cut and under, sideways and sure
to be clear your victim is annihilated
is that not what you,
as a Devil’s advocate, want?

Say he wanders as spirit wide,
what now your choice – death
as to where you are and to be
each night time dreaming state.
Nightmares horrific each
and in your breakfast wake.

November 15th, 2013
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The Scarlet Pimpernel


The Scarlet Pimpernel.

Who was he then
who is he now
no one really does know.

Secretly filming,
deceitful in his practice
is it the enemy
and who are they?
Let us hope that it is not again
the USofA.

Take no notice, fear the worst
own your behaviour
as someone close is watching.
Let’s hope it is not your
damnable past.

November 6th, 2013
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