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Way Back Home
There’s always a way back home.
Maybe no one told you
But cement and brick last a long time,
Even when neglected.
You can disappear for a year or ten
Then come back again, to the street,
And watch history repeat
As memories breathe through old concrete.
And maybe it’ll seem strange to meet,
After all it was there I learnt life can be like
Spoilt conjoined...
Tuesday 29th January 2013 7:28 pm
I'm from a land where
I'm from a land where,
Two girls on the bus to school is revolutionary,
Where we bury boxes full of our still born children,
'Cos experimental biological weapons more or less killed them.
Plus the starvation, and working on the opium plantation,
Whilst Halibuton gets paid to rebuild my nation,
MPs with hidden interests plan my leader's assasination.
From London to Lo...
Sunday 4th November 2012 5:34 pm
My Opinion of the Christian God is shitty
My opinion of the Christian God is shitty,
I'll put my hand on the Bible and tell any girl she's pretty!
Like a homeless child clinging to a pipe for warmth, steaming
Flithy, but I'll give her a cleaning.
If you think there's a difference between Tories and Labour you're dreaming,
Like two junkies and one crack pipe they're fiending,
Besides all the power's with the cent...
Sunday 4th November 2012 5:17 pm
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