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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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Politics   Humanity   Mobsters   Banksters   War   NaPoWriMo   Global   Thatcher   Maggie Thatcher   Margaret Thatcher   Film   Film Noir   Noir   Prohibition   America   Britain   1930s   1980s   2013   universal   poverty   politicians   exploitation   inequality   hate   division   celebration   class   Class War   victory   battle   struggle   cooperation   cohesion

PoLieTics - NaPoWriMo Day 2

We're all in this together,

we're here to represent you.

We will protect the NHS,

pensions, public services, free speech,

the right to protest, journalistic independence

and repair the economy.

 

But we must keep money

we NEED money.

Generators will not work without capital,

the magnetic pulse of the world will cease

and the crust shall become ...

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Bastards   Conservatives   Cuts   Economics   Erosion   Free Speech   Humanity   Injustice   Liars   Liberty   Politics   Protest   Put the N into Cuts   Scam   Scammers   Scum   Tories

The Cocoon

The curtains a cocoon

which I have outgrown

crushing me

though I dare not venture out

my wings maimed

by an internal eternity.

 

Some days they open

as the sunlight shines

and snow falls

yet it remains a parallel world

a door to an unfamiliar universe

remains locked.

 

Even inside plates pile up

like a porcelain possum

they ...

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Cocoon   Depression   Anxiety   Agoraphobia   Internal   Dreams   Reality   Fear   Urban   Green   Nature   Life   Existence   Humanity   Ritual   Hopes   Peace   Strife   Paradox

Mornin' On The Desert

Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

 

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

 

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

 

Mornin' on the desert, and th...

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Cowboy   Crisafulli   God   Humanity   Alcohol   Moonshine   Life   Truth   Happiness   Money   Lies   Reality   Philosophy

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