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And What of the Living?
Heaven can see what you’ve refused
to say, to do, through cowardice.
“Let the dead tend to themselves”, they say,
but what say you of innocent babes
who’re slaughtered daily as we speak?
Naught: to Zionism you’re beholden.
You live, but silent as the grave
remain: complicit in their pain.
You strut and pose upon a stage
That’s...
Monday 18th August 2025 11:26 am
Gaslight Charade
“Remembrance is our duty”, preachers scold.
The duty’s yours, not mine; my conscience? Clear.
I’ve stood on duty, rain, hail, freezing cold,
Protesting first the lies, then deaths, then tears.
Remembrance, once in quiet grief-struck thought,
Derides now, that their warm red blood had run.
The flower of our hope’s debased and mocked,
Out on parade with Strictly Tit and B...
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