Category Archives: spoken word

I am with you

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If I could cry your tears

fight your fears

if I could rattle ignorance’s cage

this would be the war I’d wage.

If I could give you back the light in your eyes

put the truth where angels cry

if I could give you the words to bring hope

I know you’d live and cope.

If I could take your violence, your silence

and give you expression

If I could take the promises you broke

and grant you the rest to be awoken

From the madness that taken your love and potential

and show you the stars shine for us all

I would pick you up from your fall

and guide you to a new dawn

for the words have been born anew

the story lies with me and you

and you can make it through

the heartache and maddening pain

you can find your rainbow in the rain.

Humanity cure or disease

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The nightmare begins

dreams tear apart at the seams

we given into dystopian

dysfunctional futures

where we nurture our own

tribal desires

our hope lies with Gaia

seeing everything as us

we bleed so do the trees

and everything

we are one organism

burning our dead

Just to stay ahead

or so we think

death is our reaping

it is creeping in

Where are the prophets

we traded for profits

where is justice

is it in us?

what about the animals

what about the insects

the trees

are we the cure or the disease?

slogan’s poem

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Because you’re worth it

spend your money

Just do it

What’s the worst that can happen

Think different
Ideas for life
impress the wife
don’t be evil
don’t be mean
Spend the green
the wonga
take out a loan
For everything else there is master card
don’t die alone
For life can be finger licking good
and I am loving it!

(I am getting rich

while your a slave on minimum wage)

corporation stacks up money

while people lose their souls

to betting shops

and capitalist companies control

who‘s really got your back

money gone like your spending it on crack.

Tescoland

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Tescoland

Give me some answers

and some supermarket vouchers

I have been saving my points

I don’t want to fall on my aching joints

I hope supermarket flowers don’t disappoint

the girl I love.

I am going to Tescoland

Tescoland ahhhhh ohhhhh

that magical place

watch a child’s face light up in the toy aisle

I want to sit in the gadget zone giving style

I hope you like my range

my style I am going to Tescoland

ahhhh ohhhhh

just loving the value beans

supermarket cider

I am getting wider by the minute

eating snacks

and chocolate from and green and blacks

I am stacking those socks and boxer shorts

In my basket

Hoping I can fill my casket

with all I have bought

from Tescoland

I hope you understand

I am buying my heaven

Buying fresh cream from Devon

I am going to Tescoland

where there are trolleys

and checkout dollies

I am finding some cocktail brollies

to impress my mates

I going there in a state

after getting drunk as a skunk monkey

I am going to dance with a security guard

and hopefully not get arrested

In Tescoland.

Three lions may still cry

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Lions may still cry 

Our hardest opponent 

We still battled and tried 

4 minutes stretching out in the last chance saloon

Down to 10 men because of injury and doomed 

we aimed for the stars

gained our chance

may other chances come 

three lions on a shirt 

defeat hurts

But the next step needs to be taken

three lions may still roar and awaken

progression, may it be our fate

to awaken a winners state

and battle to the same stage

and this time take our chance

for we invented the this game

football will come home one day again! 

I love you beyond

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I love you beyond the life I lead

Beyond the daydreams I had as a child

Beyond this cage of bone

Beyond the words I pray

I love you beyond the fabric of dark matter

Beyond the earth which houses my body

beyond belief and believing

beyond the sands of time

beyond gravity which holds me down

beyond the demons of desperation

I love you beyond separation

Beyond my eyes which gaze

beyond music which sings out

In the blackest hope I will find you

and I will grasp your hand

sit with you and make you understand

Dreamers disease

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You never see my pain

behind the cold rain

I hide them all the same

A so called weirdo

I don’t choose to be schizophrenic

it’s God’s epidemic

when the cave man called to the divine

when he spoke to the trees

as gods when he believed

did you think the ones who didn’t believe

tormented him yes they probably did

but without looking outside our shell

we can’t see heaven or hell

and if you don’t look science as well.

Haunted spouse

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In a house on a hill

there was a married couple

with woman who’s will was broken

domestic bliss

started out with one kiss

now she’s haunted by the ghost of how her life should’ve been

he said he wished they never met

he yearned for a life of adventure

he says he’s been held back

through the crack

In the wall of their house

She believes she can see the stars.

Her eyes puffy from tears

her heart putty to fears

which shape her into clay pot

of wasted memories and time

why didn’t she travel the world?

instead of having marrying him

though she doesn’t regret having two boys and a girl.

She’s a haunted spouse

who will one day haunt a house

with memories bitter sweet

and taste the the pain of defeat

of eyes that shouldn’t of met

his stare

she yearns for another man to hold her and care

love and life are both unfair

and don’t hold her gaze

she sits and smokes her life to ashes.

Cave man stylee parody

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Cave man stylee parody

However some of this is true, I don’t know know some of these things and I should… I do believe in women’s rights I treat women with respect but I am ignorant of many of the issues they face. This was inspired by looking at some of the ugly girls club poetry from the Brighton fringe.

I could support women and their rights

But periods frighten me

and I know nothing about my own biology.

has it come to this?

I am a man it’s not cool to pay attention in sex Ed class at school

women are sexy

but they vex me

I know nothing about contraception

I know more about call of duty

but the women are on mutiny against me

and flowers won’t heal the rift

chocolates are a gift

but they won’t lift my sisters mood

She’s right Aggy

I came from a vagina

But I don’t know how pregnancy works

it’s sperm and egg isn’t it?

I need to be taken down a peg or two

I imagine childbirth is really hard to do

and that’s not flippant or funny

I don’t know how to chat women up

So I just talk about the weather being sunny

I am man I know how to blow things up including footballs

I walk tall

but I know nothing about abortion

I live in a distortion

a male dominated world

I know girls

and women

but will they be forgiving

for me not knowing this stuff

I know I can’t bluff

anymore…