I try to talk of love
Enraged by explosions
In the land i love best
My heart feels the hatred
Of others and bleeds red
I try to talk of love
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Here in the apple of my eye
A worm is rotating slowly
Blinding me to bad times coming
I see a world turning towards
Men with minds that hate feeling well
When their bilious mouths can spew
Spew excessive streams of hate speech
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A Photographer looks at empty streets
He dreams of finding someone to portray
Knowing he is the only one who's left
And he remembers them. Remembers names
Shadows, silouettes, white mounts, metal frames
Faces he knew can only haunt him now
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Along the safe path away from winking
eyes; blue, green, grey, emerald, flippant fingers
and assorted inducements to cave in
Along the safe path black suits with white shirts
Gathered with a tie strung up by mother
Along the safe path where i will not go
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A change is coming to the care system
We are to be looked after by robots
Cost efficiency. The name of the game
Service from Bender Bending Rodriguez
From the "Bite my shiney metal arse" branch
Who has comic catch phrases aplenty
Who will keep us ....
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the fire sizzles like scissors snapping
at the tattered robes of the messiah
hoisted on to a cross in prophesy
God's absence of love aligned with duty
like a proud mother holding her baby
meanwhile on Beltane cows driven through ash
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We climb
the stone to fall
into chaotic chasms
full of despairing sailors
who drowned first before us
before we had the chance
to fall ourselves
from the stone
we climbed
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Above and Beyond
Cloud clad skies, stars and black holes
Where the fabric frays
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Is it all too many drums and horses
Too many lollipops in a sweet shop
One too many ding dongs for the ice cream
Can you see the future burning slowly
Can you see the trouble you're now facing
Was it the fripperies from our dandies
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You
looking
at me looking
looking at me looking
looking at you looking at me
looking at the blues singer
singing the blues
blue me
you
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X marks the spot where the chimney was
the chimney that belched the smoke
the smoke that the workmen made
the workmen that made the product
the product that made the profit
that profited them not
it profited them not
(full poem here)
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