The schizophrenic with the multiple profiles
sits all day in various guises
venting tirades and his versions of deluded events
exchanging comments
with him selves and notes of friendships with his alter egos
Always deep in neurosis
and in the innate vapidity of the ****** witless grandee
our gender changing
nationalities changing and location changing slime vies and
zig-rags hurriedly from
one profile to the other the physical link so glaring its comical
as it more so exposes the narcissist
the dumb egotist craving attention power validation and self
aggrandisements from him selves
to him selves as he uses his other profiles pop in to massage his ego
Mad and full of bumf and nothing
our poet and poets of doubts and the demoralising schlock
selves congratulates in prolification
Our witless wonder glaringly compensating his small ***** or
even perhaps its a rancid frustrated *****
staying totally impervious that his infantile trickery serves no purpose and his endeavours laughable
The Learned mind sees the classic narcissist feeding his wanton
needs desperately craving eluded self worth
Regardless a weak cowardly inadequate neurotic bullying perp troll is just that....a pathetic nonentity seeking relevance
and fooling him selves

They carrot and stick them
like sea side donkeys
tell them they give them power
as they coerce their simple minds
feed them cooked propaganda
and tell them
they have knowledge that is power
the indoctrinated saps
say they are strong free and independent
and drag their chains around
in reusable plastic bags
here guys
take your Prozac and ******
finish your bacon butty
you are first lines
in the Revolution

The charcoal glows
in soothing warm embers
shinning face in radiant light
out in blistering beyond
vapid snows are tumbling
on the hardened ground
to melt into muddy slush
cold congealed droplets
soft coreless particles
simple vacuous drips
the banality
of Nature

Over thirty years and counting
and not once stands another man
like him
For another like him in sight
would have promptly declared
No! this is not right and I'm having no part in this
stop it please
or else I will go tell him and even befriend him
its nothing but odious bullying
what you're doing is not justifiable
its ****** plain wrong
And if you don't stop I'll blow the whistle on you all
I don't care if you want to start on me too
**** me if you so desire
but this is so wrong and  there's no way
I'll be a part of this
A man like me would stand upfront and uttered those words
and would mean each and every word
but imagine thirty years and more
not one single man is man enough to stand out
Does that not tell you something
about him
about men who call themselves men
about all the people around you
and about the lies you tell each other
and the sort of world you live in
and most importantly
you've seen him and know all you've done
can you say
your fathers, husbands, brothers, partners, uncles compare
just pray none of them ever befall evil
and if they do
please God, help them
and let there be someone who will stand and say
This is wrong
This person does not deserve this
I will help

The drama of nonentities
vapid scripts from frustrated inmates
meaningless twaddles from infantile minds
concert in mirages rapping white noises in dullards echoes
the dud epic of eggs on faces with producers on stage vomiting trash
they are all stripped naked now exposed with petty things
and petty minds in sham inferior carriages
the drama by fools for bigger fools
owning its san stupidities

Memo

To: General Dunces
Of The Red Solidarity Army
Whitescapegoaters Field Command
Dumbdumb Barracks

General Dunces
Sir,
We report that we have deployed as many units as possible
in our covert Psyche Warfare and marshalled all available
Useful Idiots and Flying Monkeys as we can find.

Unfortunately we do not appear to have made any progress
so far, despite the operational logistics at our disposal, we just
appear to be doing the same things over and over and over again
with no apparent  results. As ordered, we have made pre-emptive
strikes only to discover we are merely pre-emptying ourselves.
All these in addition to all the other tactics from our Stasis Branch.

We intercepted a quizzical communique from our Subject which
reads as follows below:

'Tell them some of us have Emotional Intelligence,

That's why we don't disgrace ourselves by burgling our next door
neighbour.

That's why we do not try extorting money by blackmail to keep
secret the our chanced-upon knowledge of Regency connection.

That's why we work hard and honestly to earn our keep and not
go begging and borrowing

That's why we we do not spend what money we have drinking
and drugging and being dysfunctional social trash.

That's why we live within our means and don't go envying those
that can afford what we cannot.

That's why we are not criminals and gangsters with no morals
or consciences who are deranged avaricious lying scums.

That's why we don't have the immaturity, insecurities, inadequacies and weaknesses that bullies and cowards have.

We are not all these because we have intelligence, emotional intelligence, honesty, morality, work ethic, tolerance, self-respect, consideration, and respect for others.

General, this intercepted message is rather puzzling to us and we
believe it is a coded message and its about a future planned attack.
We have sent it to our Decoding Departing for further analysis.
You notice word 'Intelligence' is repeated quite a few times. Sir, I
believe this is a direct reference to their Secret Service. Yes Sir I do
believe this is a very clever coded message and we should redouble
all our efforts.

This concludes my Report General, we are on High Alert Sir
We await further Orders.

Your Respectfully

Lt. Dim Peabrain Dogsbody

When you finally see
your finely intricately crafted cages
you will realize
your so called freedom
actually means
free but dumb
go figure

The bovver knuckleheads
stranded him on The Road to Wigan Pier
without a maiden or a silver dime
'bad mistake' says he
for I am Pisces and mutable
can live in sea or land

The currents are my friends
I can float or scale the depths
worry not about me for there's lumpfish caviar
and fresh rain water in constant flow
there's on stress on Wigan's pier
no nine to five in the deep blue sea

Give my regards to the knuckleheads
keep them in line on the factory floors
they're bred to work
have they ever swam at the Revieria
or been to Saint-Topez
do they even know you can find champagne in Wigan

So the dingbats  Duvalier Tonton Macoutes
stranded him on The Road to Wigan Pier
I see an all expenses paid free holiday
here my friend the ultimate break from the rat-race
tell boneheads how many slaves died building your piers
and how many Irish navvies died building your roads
while your parents were suffering in Wigan

“I'm writing this not as the prince I was born but as the man I have become,"
Sorry, but you all can't do the same
its shows so glaringly
Its not my fault
why blame me

A very bright clever witty caring loving and wholesome woman
who have looked and come to the conclusion
'now that is the sort of man I would want alongside me'
the opposite of such a woman would look and immediately say
' that man thinks he knows everything, who does he think he is,
lets go and batter the *******'
Emma Raducanu has a Chinese mother and Romanian father.
They don't hate successful people and she wasn't trolling and
following crowds that hate and batter successful people.
She is British after-all

In plain sight and vivid red hues
our discontents and insecurities scream for distractions
resident unhappiness and angst
don defensive camouflage and rage into attack modes
shame dishes out slanders and smears
while guilt twist forth projections and distortions per se
outcries of end justifies the means
bad blood surges as adrenalin pumps pulses and hearts
the fix's needed for fixes by the weak
underused brains stays starved as damaged minds spins
internal combustion reeves on full
the shoulder monkeys laugh and goads good going mates
in the chamber of lost reasoning's
silenced sages shake heads watching as inner organs calcify
all living cells are contaminated
that most essential Life Force of Spiritual influx and balance
had long ago been dismissed and banished
you and I see them working eating laughing and playing
we do not see the tumours
they've crept in armed with malignant intents and purpose
we do not see till its too late

Its very difficult not to laugh
at people who look like peeled albinos
with yeti downs
I mean, you just want to laugh out loud
Is it the Scientologist Religion that believes
some space aliens come to earth
and some of them settled here
yep, I can well see this a possibility
I mean its a bit of a disconcerting look
except for Lyn who had soul pouring out
my, shiver me timbers
thank heavens for summer
and sunshine

I am the Influence
that influenced you to try
to influence me
so work it out and realize
you are under my influence
Yes, I already know it hard for you
to fully understand that
that's why I am influential and you aren't

And they dither so ardently
hope fervently that I am impacted
for their masters have given them orders
and blind faith is a prize they are reared to pay
but I ask myself in all fairness
what is the impact of consummate silliness
I am still to know what the answer to that is
perhaps though
the question should be
why do their masters humiliate them in a game of
pin the tail on the donkey
when a donkey is not there
is it just to prove how easy it is to manipulate the masses
or how you can create a condition
where supposedly adult people become mere puppets
who will do as told without thinking about what they are doing

Go find your mind for refurbishment
in your fathers' compound
look for the type amongst your mothers'
lineages and your kith and kin
for in glowing words and testament we
present open bond of surety
to show there's no mind here for occupation
much less rental under duress
no space for assert stripping or fixtures
removals nor amateur redesign
ours is not built to be gutted and stripped
and fashioned to jejune fit
see its not one made without planning
and put together by State Benefits
no free items or stolen history and lies
were used in construction
you will find no false foundations here
or corrupted workmanship
nor are there short-cuts or inferior materials
used in our constructions
we've seen the minds of you and your tribe
we know the unsound artisans
and the quacks and swindling politicians
deployed in your forming
not to mention all the original heinous sins
of your ancestors and gene pools
spawns of Mephistopheles entangled in hock
for money and all known depravities
you can neither occupy or rent this mind
nor can you pack your junk here
the rent is above your pay grade and God
holds the legacy and the Deeds

And the three lions
were caged and tormented
then starved roused and flogged
then grill gates opened to release them
ravenous and angry they trotted into the arena
where a lone moor was standing to be the dish of the day
the three lions circled the moor and roared and roared even  louder
but  strangely would not go rip up and eat the hapless moor
they pawed the dusty ground and growled and snarled
yet still refused to engage with the browned dinner
finally with a loud growl they turned away
back in their cages they told the others
these people stole us from our homes
we are not from this cold continent
we are not indigenous to this place
and that poor dinner was also
from our home continent
why do these thieves
and bloodthirsty
vagabonds
want us
to be
like
them
this is thievery and cultural misappropriation
we don't belong here for a start and look how we're threated
and we don't as a rule eat humans and not stolen ones at that
can you believe the arrogance cheek and barbarism of these people

The sublime sage of nobility
integrity that surpasses the confines of charlatans
the birth right that breeds the lionheart
and upholds the dignity of Divine rights
lends the realm to know
not to bring and subject you to the vulgarities of knaves
have you toyed as a puppet of malcontents
and pulled hither and thither
in the maelstrom of the maddened crowds
let ye know you remain undiminished
your joys lives and long may it last
but bravery has a mind untouched by goading of foulness
neither does it succumb to the malice of gainsay tattles
or the whispering maleficent ghosts gossips and fantasies
the mud larks meddlers who muddle in dirt
for theirs is their limited theirs
the ravenous recreants in the office of them dastardlier
I shall preserve your grace in your absence
afford you the respect they deny you and themselves
which they will never have nor deserve
I will prevent them using you and sullying your allegiance
by chicanery
or by the oppressive coercion of weight of numbers
go find your nirvana with my bonny thoughts and wishes
I will ride alone into storms and high waters
and even though alone
I am still yet a Prince too much for them
I live by my words and my blood runs blue and true
and if I die I will die as a man never a sheep
and I will still have my boots on

The mad starring eyes holds the giveaway
look within and see the fixation
wrinkled brows lined the receding forehead
a suffered soul with the pains etched on
thinning hairline and greying temples
beckons the imminent baldness not far off
scraggy unkempt moustachioed mouth
shades darkly into greyed unruly beard
around a weak Caucasian  chin and jawline
a bulbous nose sits in the middle of a face
neither remarkable or fetching

Look closer into the mad eyes and read the face
you'll see the little man still looking for a purpose
yet caught in a flummoxed of insecurities
caged in frightened gaze that bewitches vapidity
shooting pretentious visions underlaid with alarm
the arched eyebrows over sunken panda eyes  
gives a withering comical look that is quickly challenge
by that 'recently released from psychiatry detention' ambiance
of the man
he emanates pathos much like the ****** who claims
he's a stud
he fancies himself a poet on a quest and poses grotesque absurdities like a Galaxian quester shooting deers
the obsession of a pathetic loser that never grew up
the locum residential mad poet in fission fixation

Why are some minds
just too sophisticated and advanced
to understand low scales best efforts

It must be the Class System
and the fumbles of those
semi-illiterate agitators

And that Free Meal for Schools thing
the full belly merely empties their minds
and gives them restless energy

Purging their innards
to find freedom of expression
the naysayers sit in the mud crying
this is power
from ******* comes organised *******
in mire we stand as we throw stones from
our glass houses
hooked on red laxatives from
bargain buckets
the elixir of our anodyne statures intoto
go on baa baas
go do one
for how else will you all find
your raison d'être

I feel so privileged
the resounding attentions
are so very touching

but you are privileged

Yes, I know
but its always good to be
reminded

So you come from the other side of the tracks
the stench and growing pains stays with you
so you got free mil and free diners
and remember the jeers and mocking jibes
the shame and sorrows embedded deep in you

Some went on to do good and moved away
some fell down along the way never to recover
so you blame and hate the rich for having
and crime was the way you chose to get your wants
in your undernourished mind its us and them

Chip on your shoulders you hate does that have
spread your hate and bully them and steal theirs
Stalin did same as Pol *** Trotsky and Che Guevara
but ignorance plus ill-intent never gives enduring help
the stains and stench of your shame clouds the mind

You are the one with the ego reeling from complexes
you are the one with the corrupted minds damaged
you are the paranoid psychos seeing perceived plots and plans
you are the one with the sense of entitlements unreasonable
you are thieves bullies vandals and thugs without senses

History shows us so and Putin is still showing us so
your little minds cannot understand the concept of power
you have no class, no integrity, no finesse, subtlety or grace
things that come naturally to the well bred and the wise
given power you abuse it as your innate narcissism breaths
nothing good comes out of you for all you know is destructions

He looks below
and sees his shortcomings
feeble and stunted
he looks above and sees his betters
radiant wise and titled
his mind is made up
even before he starts
he will be a blocker and stirrer
a professional downer
the rain maker extraordinaire
that will make him feel good
when he's not fantasizing
about being a soldier
killing and maiming
playing a hero in his head
yes
this makes him feel like he matters
makes him feel brave
the fantasist loser
write again
its a right royal affair

You devote twenty four seven
craving my attention
you're hooked line and sinker
cause I'm worth it
but you all just have to accept
you are of no benefits
I do understand insignificance
crave attention
want it so they can feel a smidgen
of some sort of power
even if its counter-productive
or just an illusion
its the nature of the vain beast
to snarl and bare teeth
its the threatened cat arching
its furry back
its the gorilla beating its chest
letting out a howl
its the bantam cockerel puffing up
coloured feathers
its average Joe clutching ballot
papers at elections
its you and you playing imaginary
chess to hide your fears
you see I do understand your plights
see your pains and angsts
but you do not engage my attention
twenty four seven
you are first world indulgent prats
spoilt vacuous nonentities  
with more idle time than good senses
full of tantrums and fury
signifying nothing but your ignorance
and feeble spines
only when I'm bored and want some
laugh and to take the ****
do I take a peep to see what kidadults
are throwing out of the bathwater
ahh..sob sob, Look its Philips, he called
us lazy lowlife thieves
he told us to go and get jobs and earn
an honest living
but look he has everything we don't have
and he's black with a silver spoon
Ahh,,,big ignorant babies do stop crying
we'll  get Red Big Brother to
smack the hell out of Philips to teach him
a lesson he'll never forget
will that make you stop crying and stamping
your poor little feet....

I have been to places
you will never reach
I have seen things
you can never see
so borrow my eyes
but please do not look
at yourselves
for if you do
you will be very disappointed
a whole lot more
than you already know

The crucial point though
is I know for an absolute certainty
that were you Him
you would have crumbled like sugar in hot tea
a month into the ordeal
not to mention thirty years and more
that's the crucial point
that's the difference between cowardice
and distinction
and worthiness and mediocre
and why you are what and where you are

always blundering in
the ceramic captains of earth
we have it all
we know it all
we **** for fun much less war
yet again there it is
yon herdsmen from the mountains
shows its not what you know
its who you
its inner spirit
less guile like serpents
who crawls to bite
or rings apple luscious and ripe
only as always
roll out tail in mouth disgraced
banished from paradise
carrying polluted cargoes out
but ye gods the captains have answers
forked tongues is best for double speeches
we won the war
we have the honeypot
do as we say and you get honey
and they never learn
that in the mountains and dusty trails
a lone voice said long long ago
man does not live by bread alone

How it deranges the stalwarts albinos
from hither and thither wrestling pale apoplexies
on the loose sails the Standard bearer
never one held as cargo for the auctioneers block
see but a singular scholar of distinction
unfolded not in cotton or cane bushes in sweated bow
rather resplendent sublime self ownership
disdainful of ****** wanton lures in porcelain thighs
not in ***** dens nor in hands with knaves
unknown at ale houses chasing demons in fire water
neither seen at toss and turn for a quick buck
a paragon worthy from the high table of the landed
in inherent grace and noble favour
thus to all hicks and serfs the anomaly of our woes
and raging curse of our discontents
in envy they toil as they languish perdition and strife
a moor with more than the wretches
come bear arms heathens and conquer this nightmare
we are the harlequins of animal farm
hahaha  hahaha  hahaha

From the scriptures of the receding genes
comes the proclamations
that a Roman Catholic wants a Muslim bride
they deem in great un-wisdom
gained from the Great Manual of Twisted
Malicious Fabricators and Distorters
Nothing surprising here
for in the mechanics of mischief-making
antagonising and pitting one against another
its perfectly as sensible as keeping gates and doors open
and imagining every stranger stood in front
somehow means something
what exactly one does not know nor care
but thanks heavens all going on is for a clone
that looks exactly just like me

When stitched up like a kipper
be wise enough to now
that your average commoners
are not going to become
Sherlock Holmes
blinded escapisms any day
to brains drain
especially when there's so little
of it from get-go

Indoctrination by suggestibility

the panacea of superficial living

all semblance no substance pervades

feed us our homogenised elixir of air

lead us to the promised land of Neverland

where we open our eyes to dream and laugh in tears

we see to do and do as seen and believe as told to believe

measured brains for limited capacity solaced in placebo distractions

herd in and gather for your ritual humiliation and see power in your

navels

would your leaders lie to you

their forecasting is as blanched as they are
its heads in the clouds
blue sky forecasts
white noise and white blindness
snowflakes in drippy wet mirages
forecasting snow in summer
singing carols at Easter

The narcissists are now fully hooked
addicted to narc fixes
morning noon night dusk and dawn
lost causes if ever
the imbecilic terrorists have become
automated bots
caught in repetitive cycle spinning
dregs in soiled minds
and now stupefied as drunken clowns
glue sniffing their toxic airs
the thieves extortionists and mobsters
are in hock to their ears
bribes favours blackmails and threats
now at premium costs
the flying monkeys have flown from
pillars to post to pillars
now all they do is monkey around and
nurse ****** fantasies
about the one they're suppose to ruin
the Psychos and Sociopaths
having lost the plots ages ago are now convinced
they are mind-readers and dream-catchers
the useful idiots have become un-useful chancers
in waits to collect favours now owed
the reds witless are blue with rage as momentum
quivers in dull neon flickers
the grandiose revolutionaries exposed as cowardly
small-minded inadequate bullies
what was suppose to be a simple theft from
a quiet decent couple
has become the Macarfettys of Poplar's Watergate
the cheap sordid white criminals
had gone and robbed the one man who is not intimidated
by despicable white criminals and their mob
Hurray! to the visible invisible psyche war of doing your head in
by those whose heads have already been done in!....

My emotional stability and happiness
are non-negotiable
they are forged by no one else but me
from the highest standard of loving
care and nourishing wellness
no artificial or inferior ingredients
are contained therein
all elements carefully sourced organic
healthy and robust by-products
nothing common fake shallow or toxic
is allowed
why do you think I shine all the time
the proof right before your eyes