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Tommy Randell Feb 2020
So, the end came:
Some flew a white flag
Some flew a black
Some stared into a future
With no hope at their back.

All memory was cancelled
Family ties stretched thin
Bullying & cruelty
Gave the vengeful and the wicked
Power over everything

Some went to work as normal
Some knelt programmed to pray
Armies walked the streets
In case anger
Came out to play

Travel was kept to minimum
Holidays were abandoned
Wages were food
Hunger meant obedience
Compliance was demanded

A new Prime Minister
Declared himself
Winner of the pageant
But no-one knew who voted
Or why only one vote counted

The status quo is always that
It's just power-speak
For we know best
If things don't change tomorrow
Then assume we failed the test
Acta Non Verba ... Deeds not Words
Tommy Randell Jan 2020
So, the end came:
Some flew a white flag
Some flew a black
Some stared into a future
With no hope at their back.

All memory was cancelled
Family ties stretched thin
Bullying & cruelty
Gave the vengeful and the wicked
Power over everthing

Some went to work as normal
Some knelt programmed to pray
Armies walked the streets
In case anger
Came out to play

Travel was kept to minimum
Holidays were abandoned
Wages were food
Hunger meant obedience
Compliance was demanded

A new Prime Minister
Declared himself
Winner of the pageant
But no-one knew who voted
Or why only one vote counted

The status quo is always that
It's just power-speak
For we know best
If things don't change tomorrow
Then assume we failed the test
Acta Non Verba ... Deeds not Words
M Crux Alexander Feb 2015
Reaching out,
you're reaching down
An extended hand
as I slowly drown.
Just in time
-I was slipping away
Numb from the conflict
yet, here to stay.
Forever devoted
to what we're building
But, my heart is warfare
and used to shielding
Used to fighting
or running away
Trying to live
to love another day
But, with you
I'm up in arms
caught off-guard
with no alarms
It's finding a way
to buffer our space
Learning what to say
to keep peace in our place
But you don't want peace
You just need to express
to just let it all out
no matter the mess.
So we continue the war
of express and retreat
back to the therapist
in brutal defeat.

022515 ~ 10.11a

— The End —