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Mark Bell Feb 2018
Dreaming of a loving encounter
My emotions burn ,
Acid rain pours
From a uncertain watering can
What do I do when I haven't a clue
I **** myself
Mark Bell Feb 2018
Sweet little spots
on a Dalmatians coat,
The plimsol line
On a turquoise boat.
Jack in the box
With a turbo Spring
A door bell dancing
To its own ring ting.
Alone I am in a dull
Sound proof room,
Come to me nurse
With your razor sharp spoon
Oh I do like to be beside the seaside
Mark Bell Feb 2018
Thoughts that make me
May be right or wrong
Who is to judge ?
life to me is one mistake
A rotting egg.
Oh **** a gene pool of fools
An idiot without bucket.
I've won the lottery
One hundred million
who,s going to water the plants.
A ticking time bomb
Need to return to the womb
Life seems ridiculous
On the rope I do dangle.
Mark Bell Nov 2017
Do you remember the good old days
When syphlus and death ran wild
Do you remember the good old days
When diseases would take your child.
War and starvation,thousand million would die
There was never any good old days
Relentless misery that just made you cry.
Many Untold miseries all in a sinking boat
do you remember the good old days
When nobody could stay afloat
Mark Bell Nov 2017
Time to die
Into the black
Going forward
No turning back

Shattered bones
Streams of red
we the sacrificed
We're blindly led

I had no religion
I had no flag
I had no poppies
In my body bag

Time to die
Into the black
No more going forward
I cannot turn back

Obituary in tutorials
Named on memorials
There's no glory in war
Just death.
Mark Bell Oct 2017
Guns fell silent
On Poppy Day
Madness did die
Then buried away.
Twenty one year
Passed slow in time
Madness resurrected
Another humanity crime.
Nationalism racism
Reared its ugly head
Misguided information
Then people we're dead.
Guns fell silent
On Poppy Day
This madness in humans
Will never go away.
Does all this flag waving
Fill you with pride
Then the guns came to life
Then sanity died.
Mark Bell Oct 2017
poppy day
Is every day
If your going
To remember the fallen

I have no flag
I have no religion
The past is the past
We did not learn

Oppressed by thee oppressor
Will you die for the poppy
I can't remember the dead
Let's have a poppy for the future
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