i wonder what nastiness happened today
while royal nonentities beguiled the gullible
lost under the dress the smiles the parade
will be the things the government couldnt make possible
any other way

I am.
I do.

you feel the lows more
feel them cavitating at your core
so that when the highs soar
you know to take wing

we were once supernovae
roiling bundles of energy
chaos barely constrained
yet we survived our brightening
that we now must fade
is the nature of our being
we were giants of the sky
in our moment
but we shaped our own destiny

the burn outs
fade away
lived all their life in the past
****** all their days away
many times over

if we were each a minority of one
suddenly all our minorities are gone
the politicians have no place
there is no such thing as race
and together we can all move on

i am encumbered by a law
that restricts my every thought
and thats the way it ought to be
the law is mine not yours
doesnt need to be taught
isnt based upon your failed ideologies
do as thou wilt is the whole of the law
mine is mine yours is yours
and never the twain shall they be
morals imposed are for those
with no self control
natural selection will remove them eventually

someone sells you a demand
so you supply it
they put the cart before the horse
you still buy it
theres this thing called critical thinking
you should try it
if theyre trying hard to make the sale
walk away
deny it

sunday morning
eating bird seed
watching birds feed
on discarded chips
and scattered shreds
of last nights
lost kebab

genius is relative
******* twin brother
when theyre not communicating
cant tell one from the other

some are born
staring at the sun
becoming blinder
as their eyes widen
with every day begun
in warmth and comfort

dotting the Is and crossing the Ts
drawing lines under finalities
saying goodbyes surreptitiously
inconspicuously thanking my serendipities

noone can hide in the spotlight
but the man with the torch
shapes the shadows

im old enough now
to see the patterns repeating
the cycles of life
the ever decreasing circles
repeating repeating repeating
while i stay the same
repeating days as if decades
accruing wisdom and rime in equal measure
spectating the game
seeing and saying
waiting for the day when the circles align
and the sky catches fire

it is accepted wisdom
that the system is the system
and theyll tell you if you listen
that the system cant be changed
that you must accept their wisdom
is a given you were given
before you knew you shouldnt listen
before you saw another way
they get us when we're children
force themselves into us
tell us noone else will listen
if we ever dare to say
make us culpable in our acquiescence
responsible for their hindrance
while the world around us keeps on spinning
theirs is still the only way

one day you will remember me
our lives are entwined inextricably
youll pay for your mistakes in agony
feel every pain you left me to feel
i tried to rely on your integrity
gave as much respect as you deigned deny to me
now i see you for the man you know yourself to be
ill know you as my martyr
you die with me

take this lying down
im begging you
please
on my knees
with your knees
where i can hear
your arteries
feel you squeeze
as i tease toward
pushing your release
in a rush of exclaimed names
of carnal deities

of exalted larks and white lilies
whence she came
her beauty dazzles
hence for a jewel she is named
to glance at this vision
to try not to look away
is to fear being blinded
if she smiles as she gives you your change

youve been here before
deja vu
think quickly
last time what did you do
accidents happen
lightning strikes in twos
but its your reaction
that decides
if the disaster is you

come to me
I await you bated
willingly
take what is yours my queen
take me into you
slathering
gibbering
in that way that you make me do
make my mouth yours to please
grace my lips with one of your many names
so that I may cry out in idolatrous exaltation
and in the vicious debasement of curs
that is the tongue of my lust for you

im to be pitifully joyous
for the life ive been given
to be ecstatically happy
given my lot
i should look to my betters
give them my fealty
respect my elders
give them what ive got

youve monopolised our lives
and get it wrong at every turn
we are born into one of your hoshitholes
destined to die in the same hole
some day
under your care
no other option
but to put our lives in the hands of incompetents
NHS doctors
NHS doctrine
NHS business models built upon sugar pill suckers
cant afford bedpans
funds low
i feel my pain
i havent got the *** to **** in or the mercedes benz to sustain
my sympathy ended the same way your empathy did
in your apathy
like my life will one day soon
under you care

be safe
be happy
be loved
my love
be proud
be stubborn
be strong
my love
i tried
i couldnt
i lost
my love
goodbye
my love
goodbye

the first take is the best take
get it while its yours
no pressure
take a deep breath of fresh air
let it out raw
ROAR!
then give it some more
nothing better than best
ever represented itself
in take two three or four
legends let it rest in one
peace out
when they remember to press record

anti zion is not anti semite
anti israel is not anti jew
anti hypocrisy is my only viewpoint
anti you doing unto others as was done unto you
when your existence depended upon charity
when you were granted what your god could never gift you
when the door swung open from your hell to your holy land
you were blind to the fire
in the light of self righteousness it burnt into you

history has only one lesson to tell

take note

what do you do
when your sustenance
becomes your torture
when every mouthful
equals an hour of your future
feeling mortal
when every missed mouthful
is the slow cold unsleeping road
to the same destination
when every thought of it is tainted
by your need and your hate of it

i tried to sleep through the melancholy calls of the gulls
their desolation at the desolation plain to hear in their plaintive cries
so distinct from their usual raucous chatter
back and forth and back as they gorged secure
no more
i didnt know birds could cry
until i felt their tears fall
from my eyes
the feeding ground is gone

knowledge is the prerequisite tool to freedom
all knowledge must be free
where there are no secrets there can be only equals
thence each to their own capability
capability harnessed created the world we see today
imagine capability unleashed
armed to the teeth
with the spoils of the twenty first centuries wealthiest elite
we can wallow in the world conserved for our forebears
or stride forth into any future we meet
replete in the armour that forewarned forearmed us for
knowing what happens
when we let our fears of what happens
stop what needs to happen to be free of our fears

just like cancer
you keep cutting
until you know for sure
just like lancing a chancre
you scrape
until the blood runs pure
just like dressing a burn
you scrub and ignore the screams
til the flesh is like new
just like now
you must accept that some good must die
to ensure that all the bad is removed

no news may be good news
but your silence is violence
when im waiting to see
if im waiting to be seen
as a statistic or a patient
of the perpetual NHS crisis

two undred miles
burrabar twenny thousan leagues
away from ere
is a place called londinium
the land of dreams
the land of fears
fulla ten million foreigners
as different from us up ere
as dee are from each udder

the wisdom of crowds
suggests he who shouts loudest
and asks no questions
speaks for all

paranoia and parabellum
the perfect cocktail
go prepared for peace
prepared for war
prepare yourself to fail

cross the road faux samaritan
try to get some perspective
theres another world running parallel
you need your course corrected

i pray for armageddon
to all the gods in all the heavens
i beg mars gather his brethren
i call upon shiva to destroy again
i summon the titans wrath to free us
from our fatal flaw of fealty
in this pantheon to idiocy
we have created
dominating ourselves
in its insidious conquest

same people sell the cures
sell the sickness
doctors are no more than ******
doing business
jacks of all trade
expect respect as masters
for their monopolised aid
Im sick of the *******

those lines of thought that form your perspective
diverge upon crossing your limited horizons
the straight and true that became your direction
is skewed obtuse when viewed from afar

am I dying?
is this lie I'm lying in
not my death bed?
was I not born and raised
taught and trained
to be the man I am?
so who failed then?
me whose way was barred
went wayward
as would any so tarred
and feathered
when the wind is
buffeting
nary a smorgasbord
nor a lilting breeze for me
nought but the storm
caught four square
dead on
can tame what ails thee

if you could make her think
you'd be ****** her mind
a glance in her direction
marks you out as one of "those" kind
romantic suggestion
will be remembered as a hate crime
the only dating you'll be doing later
is with your name on the dotted line

you dont need hands to catch you
once youve learnt how to fly
safety is the net you have to escape
if you ever expect to reach the sky
rules are for the few to control the many
so that the few can thrive
you owe no justification for your own satisfaction
no other reason than your own reason why

superlative hyperbole
describes the man
the culture
the nation
so imagine what a sight it will be
by far the greatest assassination

whether you like it or not
you cant escape it
come to terms or come to blows
but youre not going to change it
as the world turns
it has a way of rearranging
yesterday becomes tomorrow
every day

look at what they gave us
killed themselves saving us
so we could live our lives our way
when they do the same
we castigate them
evil empire to this day
as branded by our insidious shared enemy
come the final conflagration
I'll trust the Rus more than the USA

heroes are a mystery to me
put upon a pedestal
fawning at their feet
no man is more special than me
when Im stood upon their shoulders
******* on their grave beneath

all good things came to an end
but the bad goes on and on
still struggling trying to comprehend
being a lonely only son without a mum

inequality must be maintained
no two things in nature are the same
it is a fallacy for us to force them to be
when so much more is gained from the differences
than the similarities

a vision of youth
as blind as a bat
shouting into the darkness before it
only heeding the echoes bouncing back
self fulfilling prophecy
doesnt know that it doesnt know that
continues to be what it believes that its seeing
ignorance becomes fact

sweating like a **** at a parent teacher meeting
stinking like a dead baby stuck behind the central heating
coughing up me lungs like ive been smoking tuberculosis
sitting soggy in so much snot its not hard to get a diagnosis
coz ive got...
man flu
and you know theres nothing worse
man flu
itd be a blessing to be cursed
instead ive got...
man flu
and a headache the size of the universe
but im a man and ill survive
ive got time and pharmaceuticals on my side
im not just going to lie down and die
no thats a lie
because im dyyyyyyyyyyying!

if you could ask icarus
of his time in the sun
his story would be as labyrinthine
as the tales his father spun
he didnt fall
he didnt drown
his every battle won
his hypocrisy and his hubris
make him heavens chosen son