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I stand with the misfits

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I stand with the misfits 

All the ones from broken homes

the ones who are single and left alone

the ones deemed special

and yet not treated as treasure 

I stand with the poets and artists observers of life

Picking muses that will never be there wives or partners 

I am disheartened 

But I will stand with those that give and never receive 

those who believe 

that giving their hearts and time is important 

and worth their reason and rhyme 

and weight of time

there’s a special kind of heaven awaiting these people who need healing 

I like to believe 

May they find their Elysium fields 

where they will be met 

without any painful regrets 

A daydreamer or ADD sufferer

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Tune out switch off 

Disassociate cough

wheeze

Run off pace never be free

only in daydreams

only in dreams 

only in nightmares 

and screams

Empathy searching for threats

which threaten you

answer in delusions cruel 

criticise your attention span

you’re thick often man!

you don’t understand the problem

but any happiness we’ve robbed you of

every piece of joy

ever since you were a little boy

your mum was stressed

screaming unavailable with hardly any hugs to bless

your Dad a big brother lost

the price of care and all it cost

Never mind you carry on but the exits 

Been hexed 

you reach out but you’re vexed

No one can love you 

it burns through your life 

like a candle slowly waxing burning away

into the terrible unconscious unconfident ways

which have haunted you 

anxiety insanity no one cares they are fighting their own battles with despair.

Deceiver

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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.

Family tree

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You were born from a tree

Family,

Branches dances

Haunted by love

bearing fruit 

with roots 

in the darkness of the ground

We’ve waited for the leaves to grow 

from sapling relationships 

to the rain that drips 

onto your trunk

I am my grandads whistling tunes

My grandmas stitches and knitted fate 

My uncles smile

my aunts stern determination 

my own righteous indignation 

and individuality

Those contrasts sought through things that our missing

two lovers kissing 

married through the rings of time kept with the trunk of the family tree

from the care sown

all saplings are grown 

And given light if we talk through our roots 

and fungal connections and collective consciousness 

we are all

everywhere everything at once!

Politricks divide us all poem

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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.

Not my King!

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Not my king

Not my government

not my establishment.

I resent you all

who can stand tall

and not be beaten

or arrested in protests

who can stand tall?

when people are so restless?

who can stress less

when all around suffer

where is the buffer

for the cost of living

where is freedom of speech

replaced by law and order unforgiving

us.

We may all curse and cuss under our breath

no freedom to protest cause we might cause a nuisance

law and order just an excuse

to beat down on us through and through

no freedom

when we just accept

that this law and order just crept into view

grew out of our fears through and through

they’ll come for us and they’ll come for you

they’ll lock up our children too in this state wide prison.

No money for services or the epidemics of mental illnesses

as they cause us will full distress

and keep the peace through an iron fist

like the fascists we were told to hate and malign

written underneath law and order wins

fists of the police hit our chins

meanwhile the prime minister grins

as his profits hit the roof

the truth is lost under parliaments roof.

Dreaming worlds that never were (spoken word poem)

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Silence traps daydreams

energy burns

the multi verses yearn

worlds that never were

outstretch themselves in time

The universes machine purrs

and her soul pines

for her lover to set her free

she creates doors for just one key

she speaks through us all

just to speak to me

I seek answers but love is the only answer we need

but in this daydream my healed hand bleeds

and sometimes hurts

she is my reason my soul

I am the messenger of the monad the mind of heaven

the hour is late the end is all ready here

it’s time to let go of all our childish fear.