Lets hear it for the penniless street beggars:
Tories call them unemployed working ****.
Let's hear it for every
****** up woman filtered
in tight cotton lace knickers.

The same lies over and over.
We are... in this together.

The exposure of Gordon Browne coverage
just another political propaganda
twisted by a bunch of crooks
in corporate suits.

The Youth learning to defend
fighting for the futile future.  
Students are the enemy
Cameron hero of the hour.

The same lies over and over...
we are really ******* up in this together.

Why do I feel lost?
the spirits
pass through
my dark
skull shape
heart.

I don’t feel
I can’t write
my heart
feels cold
my fingers hold
the rusty
pen of steel.  

I don’t know
the question?
I take a pill
Life’s only cure:
that inner remedy
What’s wrong
What is right?
I lose the lesson.


Losing more of myself
drowning in the
murky water:

Just can’t win...
life’s a fight:
a game of chance
to the bitter end.

Every word  
down to that sweet
taste of your lips
which you insert around
the tips of my tongue

the crooked smile  
revenge is sweet:
you run that extra mile.  

 
You make your move
this is the way you behave:
everything is a show.


You let me leave
you slither behind
I spit
you wait
yearning  for that feed.

Serpent
tangles its coiled
tail choking my neck
hissing and spitting
blood from
glacier
fangs.

Cutting my skin
into shreads of
icy shards:

I can taste that
steaming sour breath
that heats up the air
breathing out death


the words that remain
of a traitor, a liar

You breath in
the dark shadows
blood seeps from
your fangs :
lust slithers
into dead
wounds.
The white
of your eyes
is the disguise
the moon
that sparkles
and soothes:
Staring in
the murky
water you
see the monster
you become.
The leeches
that ****
and slither
feasting
upon each
human
creature.

Swirl of currents
flow and separate
light from the palm
of your hands

Rainbows pulse in
the sky exploding
high into fire works of
colour

White aura's surround
your fluorescent
wings as you take flight.

The lessons you taught
was to embrace beauty
the battles you fought
to avoid ritualistic duties.

Your mind was so deeply vast:
your body left for dead.
You were living life too fast:
each day should be quietly tread.