Poetry Blogs (2019, COVER-UP)
Something stinks about this sacrificial affair
This burning stench, will not disappear
It was not just the tower, incinerated that day
Hundreds paying homage, to Ramadan, prayed
Many Muslims died, in that pyre of a fire
Some told exact numbers, best not to enquire
On their holiest month, as Muslims gathered
The worlds media lied, and co...
Sunday 17th November 2019 4:00 pm
How can a lie
make the whole world cry,
yet they claim there is nothing to see,
where nefarious knaves
and the covetous crave
beneath covers so stealthily, free?
No thought for the plebs
as they weave dangerous webs
in a world already complex,
where the sins of the saints
have done nothing but taint,
confuse, deceive and perplex.
To forgive and forget,...
Sunday 16th August 2015 5:17 pm