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The Big Man
From the land to the sea,Ā
There are stretches of olive trees growing from cindersĀ
And a watch of nightingales humming Persian poetry,
Drifting skyward, looking for the big man who would perhaps lend an ear.
Ā
Atop the clouds, there's an Epicurean paradoxĀ
Instead of the big man.Ā
Head cradled in his hands, he witnesses pirates from plundered docksĀ
Ravage his gold-stricke...
Monday 26th January 2026 8:01 am
Inferno Seed - ģ§ģ„ė¶ ģØģ
Wednesday 3rd September 2025 6:54 pm
Beneath A Tyrant's Boot
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They dragged him from his rightful place, With chains of lies, they bind his grace. A mayor strong, a people's voice, Now silenced by a tyrant's choice. His crime? To win where one might fail, To show that change could still prevail. But truth is crushed beneath the weight Of he who rules with fear and hate. The streets are filled with muffled cries, Yet protests fall where...Sunday 23rd March 2025 4:08 pm
Ode to Trump Derangement Syndrome
Saturday 22nd March 2025 6:13 am
Trump's Gambit
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Friday 21st March 2025 2:27 pm
If I were God...
Friday 28th February 2025 2:42 pm
The Price of Submission
This poem tries to explore the personal and societal consequences of living under a prospecitve dictatorship, where the truth is silenced, and freedom of the press is crushed. Through the fate of figures like Jim Acosta, the poem reflects on the heavy price of speaking out against tyranny and the loss of voice in a world where obedience reigns. A stark warning of what happens when dissent is erase...
Monday 3rd February 2025 9:24 am
Silent Witness
A haunting reflection on complicity and silence, Silent WitnessĀ tries to captureĀ the slow erosion of solidarity in the face of oppression. With each passing stanza, the weight of inaction grows heavierāuntil it is too late.
They came in the night, but I turned away,
Not my fight, not my place to say.
One by one, they vanished unseen,
Yet I stood still, my hands kept clean.
When the knoc...
Sunday 2nd February 2025 5:26 pm
The Gilded Fist of Greed
The Gilded Fist of Greed is aĀ call to awaken from the suffocating grip of wealth and power. This poem tries to unveilĀ the stark reality of a world held hostage by the few like Musk, Zuckerberg or Bezos et al., as they manipulate nations, control media, and plunder the earth. It warns of the destructive consequences of unchecked greed and the looming threat of totalitarian dominance. Yet, in its co...
Sunday 29th December 2024 9:59 am
Jezebel
Dim lit, damp and distant corner
torn from dream of vaporās fold.
Slow descent to worlds divided,
nothing hot and nothing cold.
Ā
Long ago this soul forgotten,
cast off in the ides of youth.
Un-forgiven deeds left hiding
beneath the stone of burdenās proof
Ā
Wait to see if fate redeems her.
Wait to hear if time repeals.
Sentence passed down just to mar her.
W...
Sunday 11th February 2024 1:53 am
Free Palestine ??
As innocent blood smears across the now rubbled streets,Ā
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Israel continue their massacre leaving children 6 feet deep.Ā
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The unending air strikes light up the sky like exploding stars,Ā
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And the ethnic cleansing continues to engender trauma and forge generational scars.Ā Ā
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This is by no means a conflict but the bestial oppression of the Palestinian nation,Ā
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We ...
Monday 17th May 2021 2:00 pm
Will
Will you raise your voice for the oppressed
Will you demand Governmental redress
Will you speak on things that truly matter
Will you allow this illusion to truly shatter
Will you plant the seeds in the ears of youth
So they can discover the yield of truth
Will you speak up Will you scream
Will you have faith Will you dream
Will you turn up your volume for the silenced
Wi...
Wednesday 28th October 2020 7:45 am
Hands Up, On Your Knees
Hands up
On your kneesĀ
Itās not an instructionĀ
Itās a threat
Because your skin
Your handsĀ
Your hoodieĀ
Are a weaponĀ
So you drop
You drop like Trayvonās skittlesĀ
You drop like Tamirās BB pellets
You drop like Michaelās cigarsĀ
Or you drop dead.Ā
Each breath could be your last
Breathe breathe breatheĀ
I canāt breathe
Please, please, I canāt breath...
Wednesday 10th June 2020 1:09 am
Future's Past
Past has always chased Future's Present;
for Past envies its favored presence.
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Mockery laced with lust
as injections plump busts.
Ā
Yet, Children of the Sun
will remain to be shunned.
Ā
Hot remains split like us
till we reach Exodus!
Ā
Hollowed we lie down deep;
your ass best wake from sleep!
Ā
Past was shiny, now played out.
Present is dying and s...
Sunday 19th May 2019 9:01 pm
What Is Freedom?
Insidious, drip, drip, drip,
manipulation,
until normality
is life in a cage
of words and looks.
Like a dog that stands thereĀ docile,
the rope untied.
Some words do hurt,
do stick.
The most powerful,
parasitic,
worm into the mind,
unnoticed, unchallenged,
apparently innocuous,
sugar coated lies
on the nature of reality.
But a mind awakened
in the vast realms
of consciousness,
...
Thursday 24th May 2018 2:07 pm

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