Right left we bleed the same
can we forgive
live
better lives
Cancel culture the cancer of the left
Bitter resentment fills out our hearts
no love either side
thought police divide us all
right authority with no escape
raid the poor
but the poor hate the rich for having more
is there an answer
or only more hate.
Schizophrenia and the caveman
I dreamt of telling stories
forged in magic and music.
I heard voices of gods
angels and demons
In the flickering flames
that kept me warm.
It was part of my evolution
but sometimes
did wisdom is seen as mental illness
Nowadays I am known as a schizophrenic
I was a caveman with a shamans knowledge
Now they say I am something to be feared
When I was just reaching out
to understand.
Knowledge is carnage it kills lies
Those pretty liars don’t like it!
Knowledge is power
it hurts you want it
more
it opens doors that you shouldn’t want to open
it plays on repeat in hidden escape rooms
with the truth
that pisses you off
it makes you want die
cry open up and ask why?
but it’s scientifically proven
so there’s no getting around it
confound it!
But knowledge is like a clever serial killer you have to look in the right places to find it
and most people unfortunately are blind to it.
People tell me it’s easy to reach forty
I waged a war to get here
At 10 years old I ran away
a post man found me
and delivered me back to my mum
At 16 psychosis blew my mind
always out of step with time
At 18 I found poetry and rhyme
but suicidal tendencies stuck in my mind
At 21 I climbed a mountain in foreign land to see the Dawn
At 25 I wrote a letter to myself at 16
Because although I saw stars I still bore the scars
from my breakdowns
At 30 I pressed the reset button
and found myself in hospital again
but my life twisted and turned my heart burned
I found creative writing course which inspired at 32
I recited poetry on the radio too
and fought for community projects
to advertise and endorse
At 40 I live my life
I show love and remorse
I fight to live but that’s what life is for me
but in between moments of pain and work
Is the happiness I desired and the freedom I planted like the seeds that formed a tree
I sit in their shade
One day my body will fade
but I will be a soul free in the wind
guiding others my kin.
