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Down In The Hole

Down In The Hole


I was sixteen, they threw me down the hole,

I stood in darkness, breathing in the dust

while learning who I could and couldn’t trust

in this black new empire of worm and mole.

My dad said it was this life or the dole -

if our family was to earn a crust

then I would have to work until I bust

and sacrifice ambition, heart and soul.

Years of hardship f...

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£10 million for this?


Roses are red

Maggie was blue

now she is dead

they're having a do.


They're airbrushing history

re-writing the past

Big Ben's falling silent

the flag's at half mast.


In a time of austerity

they've money to burn

for the pomp of her funeral

but the lesson we've learned


is they secretly know

she's not loved by the nation


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Class Action

Class Action


A golden apple hangs aloft,

corrupt flesh - rotten to the core

and when it falls, it lays a while

until the vermin come to gnaw.

A bloody tide, ebbs and flows

against Britannia’s exposed shore

while God’s still lapping his sinners up

In distant, godless, fucking war.


A Tory with a mouth of lies

feeds the rich and damns the poor -


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Ripples of Detriment


Ripples of Detriment
I will not mourn your passing, or for that, rejoice your death
As you embark upon the journey that begins with your last breath
Perhaps you thought it proper and in sound mind made your choices
Utilitarian motives maybe?   Deafend you, to the sound of poorer voices?
The miners, plebs and working class who became collateral damage

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You can't Streep poverty under the carpet... - NaPoWriMo Day 9

A silence fell upon the city,

contorted shadows twisting moonlight.

Stuttering in a speakeasy seemed so misplaced

bottles rattled flickering like Fedora feathers

in an unforgiving wind.


The wretched odour of deprivation

a stench that sticks and degrades ones existence.

Even by day this city remains a lifeless sap

and by night the vampires feast on th...

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mild frenzy

they lined up

in their smart suits and executive hair

outside the foundation stone

of a nations ruin ready to eulogise

to heap praise upon a legacy

of division


the traffic slowed

and the tempers frayed in a burg

where there is never enough

most had left by 8PM

save one expecting maybe

a ghost?


returning at the earliest light

most h...

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The Lady wasn't always right,

Not all would take her side,

But as we headed into the sight

Of war, we found our pride.


The fifty pound travel allowance we knew

That brought us ridicule

Was forgotten when we claimed the due

Of new found North Sea fuel. 


But our once great motor car concerns

Were lost to union attacks;

Red Robbo and others takin...

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