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Prism
Itchy eyes get claustrophobic
And crawl out of their cradle skin,
Down copper and carbon conductive tracks
That refract, through a Prism.
On through invisible fire walls of steel machines,
A thousand eyes, packed inside, one computer screen.
Crashing through Windows like sun light,
Juicing Apples, and goggling your Google Plus.
The paradime online, access anytime,
Free ride...
Friday 21st June 2013 10:06 pm
When Obama goes to bed
When Obama goes to bed,
Before he rests his weary head,
Does he say a prayer for those,
His unmanned drones left comatose?
Does he shed a single tear,
As Palestinians live in fear?
Does he hear their cries and still,
Think collateral damage, is a necessary ill?
Does he talk to God, on sleepless nights,
They discuss Islamic rebels by candlelight.
Which freedom fighters ...
Saturday 18th May 2013 12:13 am
Stop the cuts
Stop the cuts, and stop the closures,
Private companies, trying to own us,
Globalist profits, tax payer exposure,
Figures kept under wraps, like a banker’s bonus.
Stop the cuts, ‘cos they’re completely unfair,
There’s no need, for cuts to welfare.
Why not abolish Trident next year,
And concentrate on the families living in fear?
Struggling to pay the rent this month,
Feed your...
Friday 26th April 2013 8:21 pm
Cycles
When the dust and dirt
That lies on life's rugged road,
Gets displaced and dissipates
Under a titanic truckload.
When equal forces meet
They repeat, and unseat
Life's rhymic refrain,
Revolve and run on into a hurricane.
Forms a storm
That torments your brain.
Condensation collects like the pains.
White clouds turn to rain,
Floating far away,
...Tuesday 9th April 2013 8:53 pm
It's easier not to love
Sometimes it’s better when you don’t have to love,
Easier when she just doesn’t give a fuck,
She said I didn’t play the pornstar, and that’s a good start,
But tonight we’ll agree neither of us have a heart.
And like a weight that’s been relieved,
Like new lungs still waiting to breathe,
There’s no pressure, or so I made myself believe.
So in the morning you can just get up and lea...
Sunday 31st March 2013 8:39 pm
Support the troops
Support the troops they say, well I do,
When I stand here and tell you politicians real values,
Now how about some support from the government too?
The injured wait years for benefit payments to come through.
That's why there's soldiers sleeping on the streets of our cities,
Victims of war deserve more after those attrocites.
Support the troops, says Obama from the...
Sunday 24th March 2013 5:01 pm
Free Shaker Aamer
Free Shaker Aamer,
The last Londoner in Guantanamo
Ten years of detension,
Is where American taxes go.
Obama promised,
Said he'd let those people go
Just goes to show,
Doesn't matter which side of the coin you throw,
To torture with no charge, is where your taxes go.
Free Shaker Aamer,
Cos it's the right thing to do
Sign the petition,
If you...
Wednesday 20th March 2013 10:12 pm
One for the couple at the back
Reflected in my beer
A face appears
That I haven't seen in years.
Says he's just had his heart broke,
So I offer him a smoke
And an attempt at a joke.
Through ambient amber hazes
We discussed the settled dust
And how we'd performed on our seperate stages.
How he'd backflipped
Into a basket,
That became a funeral casket.
I s...
Sunday 17th March 2013 10:18 pm
Sofia's Masterpiece Story
Tuesday 5th March 2013 11:26 am
Banksters
It’s not the same for banksters,
The real gangsters,
Never wind up in handcuffs.
Behind scandals, there’s board rooms,
And JP Morgan goons,
That don’t care if you choke on the fumes,
Of their cooperate joyriding,
As long as you keep abiding,
By standards they’d never live by,
Like eating a steak pie,
That’s 99 per cent horse and 1 per cent fly!
...
Thursday 21st February 2013 9:52 pm
Close calls and near misses
Close calls and near misses,
Is it really worth it for drunken kisses?
No, that’s just letting off steam, like when a kettle hisses,
It’s the soul kisses that leave your brain in eclipses.
Remaniises, of what was once tender,
Maybe it’s better to be drunk, so your mind doesn’t render
This kiss important, gets scrambled in the mental blender
So you can lie abo...
Wednesday 6th February 2013 7:56 pm
'Cos it's the ones that love you
'Cos it’s the ones that you love,
that will hurt you the most.
Sometimes you wish they’d die
Because you can’t get cut by a ghost.
But that’s the voice of a coward
Like Ben Burnanke infront of congress,
Complexed wrongness
Leads to bong hits.
I’ve walked several times,
To Hell and back,
Old flame and fiery tendrils appeal
When there’s a storm on your back.
I’ll ...
Saturday 5th January 2013 9:22 am
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