Tag Archives: dark
Deceiver
Trust my truth
don’t mind the proof
it’s gaping hole
it’s lost soul
Feel my game
the blame game
immigrants are there to blame
says the same man who owns millions
and has aspirations to own billions
A politician
a political movement
lacks improvement
just another bowel moment
just another noun
sounding out to name his enemy
stinging like a sea anemone
giving you an awful rash
and taking votes for cash
Sponsored by
and lobbied by
big corporations and business
another rich mess
from Cambridge
Oxford and Eton
as disabled people are a beaten into mess
filled corner
and human beings are trafficked and told they have no right to stay even though they were born here
but haven’t got the paperwork
another office clerk
More bureaucracy
more lies
media moguls
facebook spies
the tears of crocodile
who hunts and preys
on the working class and their delusions
and takes advantage of their confusion.
Welfare cuts
A poverty trap
now a map
for the after life
If there is even one
work work work
in this god forsaken land
until you drop down dead
Because the retirement age has gone up
drink from a cup of black coffee
If you can afford it
cut back your life
until you’re a skeleton on the doll
lose your independence until your just a ghost of a soul
Go to the dentist get fleeced
be told to live within your means
and be told your disabled and unclean
til all of humanity are hard and mean
and there’s no kindness in this world
in any boy or girl
we live in a vicious Victorianesque country
where productivity and making more billions and billionaires is the only reason for living
and poverty is unforgiving
As we eat the scraps and take the meds
of a capitalist world view
that doesn’t care about anything but making more profit.
The God twins spoken word story
In the beginning there was Mind
In the beginning
There’s was mind
then there were thoughts
written in time
We were twin flames
I was your first word
you are my soul
I come from you
as we all do
Soul spirit and happenings
became time
you Alice Sophia holiest of spirits
are my reason and rhyme
thoughts and souls entwined
We are one torn in two
I love you more than you think I do
I want to take you home
where we can roam free
But the fire waits for you and me
One last test to be free…
Facing Mortality
Facing Mortality
Facing dreary days
Death is a book read
the ending said outloud
I might have 20 good years left
schizophrenics die sooner than Neurotypicals
I believe our consciousness lives on
after this skin fails
A skeleton flails in the dark gasping for air in its lungs
while its soul breaks free
of the old carcass or chrysalis
in a way I have been searching for a exit
no need to hex it
let’s go
this life a daydreaming visage
a stage we barge through
Without any dialogue
only what we choose
My circumstances bruise
what can life do but promise a lot
then end
I love you all message click send
Maslow’s pyramid
Ensnared enslaved
by not having our needs met.
A modern day trap, a net
Their self efficacy built upon the billions
who will never have their needs addressed
just giving them their trauma and stress
No room for karma
just workers enslaved by big pharma
and tech
living on the streets or renting
Never venting
never getting to the top
just growing rich peoples crops
the pyramid weighs us down
the weight of a rich persons crown
who’s only thoughts get activated and actualised
while bullying billions of lives.
we cannot reach the top
too many distractions and traps
Life is unfair it has no map.
Maslow’s pyramid or is it a mountain to climb
life is unfair this poem shows the reason and rhyme.
Darkness turning into light
Darkness turning into light
my fright turning into fight
all sadness I restrained
turned into love
my eyes focused on her
my picture on the wall
a flower opening her petals like wings
begins to make me sing
I know my true foes are triumph and disaster
both are foolish things to master
I am time
the fading
into blades of grass
then emerging into the everlasting
I am cast into the fiery furnaces of hell
tempered by water the river banks swell
the steel of sword that comes out my mouth
Will protect the people I love
but sometimes will fly away like doves
and the bullets fired
Will miss
and we will kiss them away
with words that heal
and reveal
hidden truths
like super sleuths
and detectives
that are respected.
Killed by a million insensitive words
Words go deep
they creep into my scars and wounds
I cannot tell that you meant it or not
or even realise the damage you cause
I know I am flawed
But sometimes you love me open mouthed with the things that come from your jaw
they are too raw.
If you strangle me it would be cleaner
but your words are meaner
do you mean what you say?
Your words spray
Cut like a split artery
hurt people hurt people
but sometimes evil is insensitivity
callous chaos
I cry
and want to die
emotion abuse
obtuse
and won’t relent
I can’t vent or your words will grow worse
and more vicious
you and I are from different worlds
and I can tell
that you believe I sometimes belong in hell.
This life
This life chaotic
hypnotic
energy rushes
gushes all around me
A sea of endless particles of pain
I look for the sunshine within the rain
the rainbows light
all fight leaves me
but I won’t give into its spite
the hate breathes
makes you believe
In humanities downfall
It’s a tall order
living this life in the borders of strife
where there’s no passport to any heaven
or any country in that region
the engine
the cogs of the machine
have us enslaved
even lucifer when he stood up to god
was thrown down and fell
into hell.
This life is pernicious cruel and harsh
most kindness is given by hard graft
and the silence is sometimes the only thing
that makes us less daft
for in speaking harsh words are sprayed
like bullets across the page
or in our ears
giving us fear and tears
that scar our sanity
in this reality
where we study someone’s psyche
but not its creator the hater who crafted their malice and spite
and if we don’t realise that they in turn were also formed from people who didn’t always give a fuck
and told them their so called inner truth
Just to toughen them up,
and yet they didn’t water them with love
or feed them with grace
they deliberately chastised their minds
with words that were unkind
just to make them their clones
the worker unquestioning drones
You shouldn’t base your life
on the ideals and ideas
of people who gave way to fears
and insecurities
give your life to making yourself you
a loving kind person a shining beacon a colourful hue.