No banners wave, no boots in line, No marching columns lock in time. Yet something shifts, a silent crack, The ground gives way—we can't turn back. He rules not as the past has shown, No iron grip, no brutal throne. But whims unleashed, all rules declined, A lawless world, a fractured mind. The courts still stand, their robes still flow, Yet power twists, the cracks still grow. A w...

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we are the created
the evolved
the creators

created in the image of our mothers and fathers
creating beings in the image of our sons and
  daughters

artificial anticipation

on the precipice of intelligence
reality hits,
  all intelligence is artificial
  it always has been
in the sense that intelligence is merely a concept
in the sense that a creator bestowed it upon us

intell...

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In light of current events

In today's Oval Office scandal, President Trump, alongside Vice President JD Vance, engaged in a heated exchange with Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelenskyy. Trump accused Zelenskyy of risking "World War Three" and suggested that Ukraine had "no good cards" in negotiations. This confrontation led to the abrupt cancellation of a significant minerals deal between the U...

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This poem reflects the urgent and growing tensions Europe faces—internally divided and externally threatened. With rising dangers from Russia, China, and a shifting American stance, it paints a vivid picture of the consequences of inaction.

Europe, listen—time runs thin, The storm is howling, wars begin. Trump builds walls, his hunger grows, Grabs at lands where cold wind blows. Not jus...

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This sonnet wants to capture the chaotic and relentless force of Trump’s ambitions—an unstoppable train of greed, power, and imperialism, barreling through the world, leaving disruption and destruction in its wake.
 

The world is battered, torn beneath his wheels,
A runaway of greed and steel and spite.
A thousand schemes, each twisting as it steals,
Devour the day and drown the dead of nig...

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do not be disheartened
from the powers that be

they shape our media,
close our borders,
delegitimise our freedom,
emasculate our men,
oppress our women,
suppress queer identity,
profile non-white skin.

they take our taxes,
pay their bankers bonuses,
privatise and pollute our water,
shape our education,
control our minds,
continue colonial wars.

they steal oil and gas from the ...

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The limerick recounts Elon Musk’s modified Nazi salute during Donald Trump’s inauguration celebration at the Capital One Arena, drawing attention to the unsettling revival of fascist gestures in a modern political context.

There once was a mogul named Musk, Whose fame turned increasingly brusque. At an oath-taking spree, He gestured with glee, A shadow from history’s dusk.

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In A Deal With the Devil, or The Scales of Justice Shattered, the poem condemns Donald Trump’s arbitrary pardons of over 1,500 criminals (the so-called J6), highlighting the dangerous erosion of justice under his unchecked power. This is a call to confront the corruption that distorts the law and undermines accountability, as power bends the rules to serve its own interests. A sing...

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This poem wants to explore the transformation of the Republican Party (GOP) from its days of moral and political leadership—abolishing slavery, defending civil rights, and promoting national unity—to its modern iteration, marred by populism, greed, and divisive rhetoric. Through examples like Lincoln, Eisenhower, and Reagan, it contrasts past accomplishments with today’s corrosive trends, embodied...

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This poem critiques a presidency shaped by selfishness, revenge, and the influence of tech billionaires like Elon Musk, Mark Zuckerberg, Jeff Bezos et al. Rather than adhering to constitutional values, Trump’s cabinet is filled not only with power-hungry opportunists and morons seeking their own gain, but also with those who are completely devoted to him—almost god-like in their loyalty. These ind...

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The kiddie-giggling boy-men types,

Who shape our tastes and fuel our gripes,

Are like a zebra with no stripes.

Their views today are painted on;

Those of the past are long, long gone.

 

They rule the culture like machines,

And serve up, bite-sized, on our screens,

An option menu for our dreams.

The bad ones will be swept away;

Nice shall prevail day after day.

 

...

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for democrats everywhere,

Nov. 2024

 

General alarm: the inside

of the machine is very dirty,

and although we thought

the optimum temperature reached,

still the light hasn't come on.

 

We assumed we were

plugged into the mains,

but the descaling procedure

has failed; the water retains

its hardness, and because we're not

correctly positioned, we have to adj...

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The Farnborough Airshow is much more than that. It is one of the countries largest Arms Fairs. The deals are made beyond the public gaze, the corporate days outnumber the public days. This poem relates to the masquerade that is The Farnborough Air Show and Murder Incorporated.

 

 

Women, Children, Ice cream, Balloons,

excitement, enticement, sonic booms...

 

Shattered Stree...

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Sheaves of stamps with perforated edges

Crumpled postal orders and giro books

Biros, jotters, paperclips and ledgers

Welcoming smiles and knowing, sideways looks

Parcels, diligence and calibration

Columns filled with calculator clicks

Ink stamps thud in rhythm with the nation

Lips seal envelopes with efficient licks

One day they came with boxes, drills and cable

“It’s ti...

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There was nothing new 

in what I saw

For, what I saw 

I'd seen before

They'd like me to see 

what I do not

Instead of the same 

Old political rot.

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They decide to divide us by race, religion and culture, add taxes and bills like a cold money vulture.
Put money and futures in lining their pocket, deductions and pensions on your wage docket.
Corruption and dealing, whilst blaming the poor, like oliver holding the bowl they'll show you the door.
In ivory towers showing no blame, they continue to run in all moneys game.
What's the cost of a l...

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The battle before us -

“The Left and The Right”,

calling to everyone,

“Join in the fight!”

 

Calling, demanding -

“Which side are you on?”

The Left or The Right

not the right or the wrong.

 

Dividing while fighting

not missing a day.

Not doing or proving

they mean what they say.

 

A dog and a pony

make up their whole show,

crafted to hide

where...

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The greatest trick the devil ever pulled 

Is making the world believe he doesn’t  exist 

 

I don’t know why but I don’t agree 

Let me explain I have an idea you see 

Conspiracy theories is fuel for his flames 

Brexit, traffic jams and gossip entertain… 

His hoards and minions cheer and go wild 

All waiting for the day that Johnson’s defiled 

With a rod up his buttocks fo...

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It’ll take 500.

in cabins with twin bunks

It’s not a Cunard liner

No need to bring your trunks

There is no captain’s table

Nor cocktails on the deck

No space for any loungers

On this brutal prefab wreck

It’s a worry for the fire brigade

Whose natural concern

Is how to evacuate the inmates

Should it ignite, and burn

Did I say inmates? A Freudian slip

But this ...

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There’s politics for people who do politics
And politics for people who don’t do politics,
And the politics for people who don’t do politics
Hides behind the politics for people who do politics
Who say “You all need to understand the politics”
To people who say “It’s all the same, the politics”
While the politics is laughing in their face,
And ripping off their money to give it to their mat...

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Politics lurks everywhere we look:

Politics of dithering and backtrack,

Of scaremongers and big-boy nostalgia.

Nowhere to hide. In the US of A,

Blusterman is lying through his teeth.

Meanwhile, the same old suspects starve,

Or steal to fill their bellies or their habit,

While, next door to this, others lead their lives,

Trying honesty to round off each year’s end.

Throug...

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And in that first wailing cry my ashes were ordained:

As the ocean acknowledges its horizon,

knows infinity's finite edge

so my cry knew a destiny

knew my play and my learning

my work, my leisure, my sleep

the evil of my hands and the goodness of my heart

my loves, my hates, my pleasures.

Knew my world: that tiny flesh held all my futures

and in those fragile bones resid...

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Does he know that he’s lying

Or is he perhaps past caring?

Or has he now crossed that line

Where rights and wrongs intertwine

To a point beyond repairing?

 

Do we care if he’s telling lies?

Well, it seems that some people do;

They’ve had it up to here with him

And for the moment things look grim

For the Captain and his motley crew.

 

Could it be true he’s finall...

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Old-world women gossip

Disgorging air and candy floss,

Talking, talking, talking.

Just trumpery coming across,

Irrational chatter

Mindless natter,

Suffrage, forgotten, such a loss.

 

Old-world men jabber

As they prop up the local bar,

Bullshit bullshit bullshit.

Taking ignorance far too far.

Incoherent prattle

Constant cackle.

Franchised rights, or an...

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So I have borrowed few words

No, not from the dictionary of civilization

Yet civilized enough in their own terms

 

At first they observed my intentions

Diving deep into my desires and design

Perhaps to measure my honesty or hypocrisy

 

The day was bright as usual like our lies

Everywhere the newspapers were shouting

As much as they have been instructed

 

...

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Sleepless nights and the

Monsoon rain, drops after drops

Sharing little secrets besides

Greenwood trees. All alone!

 

I, like the other homo sapiens

Behind the closed doors with

Abandoned theories of truth

In conversation with myself.

 

Under all the hidden floors

History with frozen steps

May start its own story

Hushed and covered up!

 

The obvious is ...

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We don’t trust them.
Those giants who rule the Earth;
those fallen ones who stole our dominion.

We don’t trust them.
Those royal descendants of “gods”;
those of the divine blood line.

Why should we trust them?
They live in castles even today,
while we still cower in caves.

Why should we trust them?
From days of old,
we die in their wars,
we beg to consume what they own.

Why sh...

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Britain.

Find an island teetered

On frightened migrants, barrels of oil, 

And African diamonds.

Find a child swathed in red water, 

defiled by the law of the man up top,

pockets heavy, conscience ready

to burn and claw at power

To grovel, devour

To fester in Westminster

the cries of innocents 

talked around, spat on

With self-serving ambivalence

A game of bla...

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Someone please bring me the manager of the working class

Some of them have stopped doing exactly what I asked

And they’re forming picket lines that other people won’t pass

So, someone please bring me the manager of the working class

 

Someone please bring me the manager of the working class

Richard Madeley on the telly said it was someone called Marx

But when I ask who’s in ch...

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The King of Lockdown raised a glass

A toast to ghosts of empires past

His gaze steadfast upon the cast

Of gathered acolytes, his class

And scenes they would deny

 

The grape and grain of government

Authors of instruction meant

For others, never their intent

Without consent of votes once lent

Ever to comply

 

The King of Lockdown, slovenly

Dismissive of discov...

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Armchair generals
Firing other people’s bullets
With other people’s sons
Express sympathy
With the refugee
Who would be welcome here
If they weren’t such a risk to national insecurity
And Lincolnshire is full, says Leigh
Even if they’re willing to pick fruit

What has Liz’s dressing-up box
Got for us today?
Fighter pilot? Tank commander?
Recruiter for La Légion étrangère?
She’s unlik...

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When the cut and thrust of politics is real

When the cut and paste apologies are fake

When facts matter less than what you feel

And truth and lies are given equal weight

 

When “I get it” and “I’ll fix it” are a sham

When extremists are emboldened by your act

When you genuinely couldn’t give a damn

And your policy does nothing but distract

 

When you use your privileg...

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Decide the world's fate/nothing changes but the year/so who made YOU God?

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It runs amok inside of my head.
It arrogantly prances as if I were dead.
It thumbs its nose whenever I try
to quell its intelligence-insulting lie.

It bleeds the eyes with the morning news.
It voids in me with its monstrous views.
It winds me up as a talking head,
then perturbs me at night when I go to bed.

Sliding along, biding our time,
or still soaking up the trumpeted slime,
...

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windmills

 

 

the old windmills

in Spain, slowly turning

large cloth blades

turning and grinding

ancient grains of the past

 

lined up in a row on a hillside

waiting for Don Quixote

to mistake them for giants

 

with his sidekick Pancho

he attacked them

only to get his lance

caught in the canvas blades

 

thought he had been tricked

by an evil...

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(Song for politicians)

 

There's a...

 

Great view from my Ivory Tower

The window is frosted, but I still feel the power.

Got my...

 

Savile suite so I feel the part

But I like to pretend I got it straight from Primark

I feed my…

 

Flock through the magical lense

My sincere smile upon your telly transcends

And I'm…

 

Fully trained not to give a ...

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Evicted from his house

    In a dark and cold night

    He walked down the deserted alley

    A bright light slowly showed the way

    The path of hope that was crossed by shadows

    Is this really the right path?

    The wind whispered

    The dead leaves were creaking

    An owl hooted

    What was the hidden message?

    His stomach was growling

    His body wa...

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Get your affairs in order, 

a familiar voice whispered

out of the blue. 

 

Thanks for the warning, 

but there is nothing 

left to do.

 

No lingering love,

no financial strings,

no unsung songs.

 

Only one request, if I may.

Can we skip the drama? 

 

I prefer a peaceful, 

transfer of power.

 

https://youtu.be/YrLk4vdY28Q

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"The Soul of Freedom"

 

The morning on our creation day

Had the charming face of a young cheetah

But ran in the pace of a snail.

 

Who would have known that the trophy of independence

That we fell over eachother in celebration of

Will tighten again the locks of slavery yet the more?

 

We cried of faces white as the moon

But not anymore, not anymo...

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I was enjoying sitting in the garden, pondering the beauty and the timelessness of nature, compared to the fickleness and unreliability we see in our leaders and found myself writing a villanelle. First draft below – may yet be edited but I wanted to share it now.

Constancy

Reminders of a life, a dream now torn
Scabia, flags and tulips, forget me nots
Behind the privet hedge a rolling lawn

...

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(Wrote during the post Brexit
 vote debacle)

Ahh democracy!
What a wonderful thing!
The freedom of a vote that counts
Makes my lickle heart sing!

The Magna Carta, the 2nd Reform
The start of our foundations
The principles of all free worlds
The lifeblood of our nation 

The Suffragettes - great heroines
Spilled blood to earn the right
They would not bow or break or bend
Or fade...

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In a place not far away,

a place they call Trump-land.

Where the leader of that place is called,

liar,

cheat,

corrupt,

or worse, on a bad day in Trump-land.

 

Some of his subjects have been heard to say,

that he has abused the sacred office he holds.

Worse, say some, that he has suborned the institutions of Government.

These days are the darkest of days, in Trump-l...

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Criticized, Plagiarized, Ostracized, … Still, we are Here!

Survivors, Overcomers, … Strength to Persevere!

But we’ll settle with Equality, Transparency and a system that’s Fair!

No More… No longer... We won’t accept despair!

We’re not playing games, and we have no more fear!

We’ll March... We’ll Riot... and We’ll tear down your town’s square!

Black Lives Matter!

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Hate and fear looking for attention
Believing everything told to you without any proof
Their power comes from your lack of education

White tears are colored with ignorance

Hate does not make you a hero
Just make you lose your job
Now your a zero

White tears are colored with fear

Other people that don't look like you
Not living the way you think they should
Call someone to correct...

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Distinguish the fires from last night bring justice to the light

Fighting through the social misery just to make it to the right side of history

 

Another day goes by and I am still here still alive

Turn up Marvin and sing along here the words still strong

 

Fighting in the streets a brother on his knees for justice and peace

All the while the leaders continue their deceit lac...

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All lives matter?

You mean the people in Care Homes?

The G.I Joes who died on the beaches of Normandy

The guys who never came back from Vietnam and the folks they sprayed with Agent Orange?

The citizens of Hiroshima and Nagasaki?

The body bags brought back from Iraq and Afghanistan.

The native American Indians?

You mean General Custer’s life mattered.

The homeless?

Do th...

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Wanted a Churchill.
Got a blonde workshy dandy,
hapless and fearful.

 

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At five o’clock the Tories dribble poison in my ears

trying hard to hide their perma-smirks they giggle at our fears.

Trumpeting as triumphs, all the targets they’ve not met.

They twist the truth like wicker man and hope we’ll all forget

that they failed to act in time to protect our brave frontline

And they watched the death toll climb, while they told us we were fine

 

But w...

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I might use poetic license, 
write stories and invent details,
tell tall tales, speak in parables, 
exaggerate, embellish, 
embroider, enlarge upon 
or summarize and minimize.

I could write memoirs 
about my illustrious, 
impeccable career. 

I could cite statistics 
to prove a point, 
maybe fudge the numbers.

I could hide information, omit details, 
deny any knowledge 
and glos...

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Flame

 

We set the world alight

With incendiary thoughts

That burned like sulphur

Cut with lithium

A million candles

That lit every corner

Of our flammable minds

And shone like supernovas

 

That was an age ago

When new ideas

Were like matches

Striking on sandpaper

When the faintest

Flintlock spark

Could flash against powder

And deliver shot

...

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