Its the recognized profession for the losers
word has it there are over five million members
no qualifications required cause they are already tossers
just bring your sick minds and all the filth of your inner chambers

Its the recognized profession for the putrid cowards
talentless sour inadequates who are remarkably unworthy
those sad nobodies with inward visions and thought backwards
who hide in big shame and anonymity deriding betters praiseworthy

Its the recognized profession for the psychos
pathetic narcissists resenting able qualities and successes
vitiated miscreants who feeds their neurosis's by making pathos
for the pains of wounded dark souls needs to share its fired miseries

Its recognized profession for the frustrated never-do-wells
beaten senselessly by envy and jealousy they fume in outrages
blunt minds plunge into vociferous taunts and torments of hells bells
raining bile's, ranting, lying, venting and recording like the city savages they are
the pitiful cripples hidden in caves without a Messiah to help them
but keyboards and numerous anonymous aliases

play today
pay tomorrow
ready reckoner at the ready

Some are going to feel rather stupid tomorrow
in the light of better and fuller bulletins
but perhaps not
for stupid don't know what stupid is all about
much less feel it

First
make me so worthless
that amidst opportunities and Omni-supports
myriads of information for self and practical help
all I could do was drink smoke and plan my next crime

then
make me so shameless
that I squander my dole and go begging borrowing
from my next door neighbour not once or twice but weekly
and I make sure I only go to the black couple who both work

Also
make me so heartless and morally bankrupt
that I refuse to pay back my debts and instead ask for more
and then start making veiled threats at blackmail and intimidation
for you now sense the black couple have some affluent social  linkage
even though they both work and live normal modest quiet existence

So then
make me dastardly heinous and evil
that I break into my next door neighbour and burgled them
and I do this knowing they know my family and I are thieves
we weekly take stolen items to them for sale which they always refuse

Now
make me a foul ignorant racist
who when confronted blatantly stated 'go back to your jungle
you are not white, why should you have all the comforts I haven't
we will show you this is our country and you are parasitic foreigners

Game on now
make me the degenerate **** criminal with the connections
the underground network to launch a campaign of horrors war
to hound, slander, harass, intimidate, sabotage, discredit and void
cause that's what we do to grasses and those that dare oppose the firm

So Gangsters and Flying Monkeys
Make me the perpetuator of all of the above
then you can push me over the edge, drive me to suicide
or have me running as you did my partner who couldn't take it
crucify me and cake me in mud, label me and isolate me
I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG BUT CALL THIEVES, THIEVES...because that's what you and your gangs are

'Opinions don't define your reality'

Prince or whatever
do you not know why we are
called the Barbarians of Europe

we are born thieves
thugs rascals, hooligans, bullies
and best deceivers only second to satan

we've been all over the world
if its not nailed down we steal it
we don't do conscience, we don't do guilt

we're smarter, more devious
than all you foreign lots and we make
stooges of your own shades and hues as we like

before you call us greedy
we'll call you greedy, say we're crazy, we'll say
you're mad and paranoid, see, we steal the match on you

did we not steal millions
of your people and used them like animals
did we not pillage and plunder all your resources

and you small man
dare to stand up to us, what are you on
who do you think you are, Hamlet. Prince of Denmark

I walked past that road
many many many moons ago
I had seen the misspelt road sign
the potholes and divots in gravels and sand
and spied a northern lights display of ethereal colours
I stopped a while to behold the magic and read the flaying sway
the nature of all things along the road to a city I could not call home

I hear stories of  El Dorado
of glitter and gold and birds of paradise
and horn blowing maidens serving azzurri wines
of lush hanging gardens crested brim-full with honey dew
in lanes of past and future nostalgia in gang signs and prayers
and livened whispers blow dusty winds as midnight secrets roam
as orphans search states for State to belong is to sing for your supper

I walked past that road
those merry moons and silent nights ago
I did not see the naked city or hear melodies of warm noon's
travellers talk stories and myths that holds no ties or memories
beggars toss coins and prance gambit in pools of fools and knaves
in daily pilgrimage they parade the sewers to dish their ills and dirt
even in hindsight they lack foresight and in foresight they have no see

Think me a think
tell me a tale that I can't swallow
get it fresh from the asylum of the thoughtless thinkers
for thirty and more I see the uncovered racists
set free to plague and blunder

I watched mesdames le guillotine all cackling in witless throes
knitting laces of viperous lies strung tight in wicked untruths
seen solid bridges of sweat and honest toil
rumbled and ravaged and strewed with chalky muck and dust

I have in alas, witnessed translucence sirens
peel of caricatures to reveal deadly serpents belly crawlers
and watched dishonourable 'mothers' painted in clouds
rip into a kind and loving heart
searching for the lion within to spear its life-force asunder

they showed me teachers un-teaching
and the hypocrisy of the vicar's wife who bangs the good book
they laid my tomes before leaders to be torn and burnt to ashes
they took my cloak and furs and rendered me out
in the alpine desert as their likes and kin roasted fattened hogs
up close and personal they revealed their rancid underbelly
and the stink of putrid vapours from cascading snows

now hear the height of the ridiculous saga
from the battlements of the asylum at common ground
perhaps based on my utterance of liking contrast in vivid hues
purely i might add, only in artistic or fashion sense
what beats a jet black pantaloons paired with blinding white tunic
definitely not a Scandinavian maiden with bosoms to spare
I have seen the evil of blue eyed monsters
and the sick rotten innards of sleeping beauty with golden tresses
how can I write heart songs to daggers in my heart
I work with sincerity honesty truth and loyalty, not fakes
its all I know.......

the men never mature
reared my mummies who protect
given fluffy toys and teddies
ma cooks, washes and clean

in teens they do as they like
speaks to parents like mates
some even go to bed with parents
they all do what they like

no boundaries no discipline
no respect no orders no guidance
slightest stress its hives and reddening
gangly lanky  babies as fluffy as cotton
the gals know more and have to teach what to do

move from mum to partners
another female to run their lives
do the budgets, gives instructions
hand me your packet go play your video games
take john to the park, go kick your football
go to the pub go lark with yer mates

the men never mature
hefty but no substance no drive
childish half baked as limited as nuffink
easily influenced and led by popular culture
join the throng and do as the others do

we are the puppet masters
the great pretenders behind the aprons
without a partner we bolt to tinder or burn to cinders
our mums love us, they are the best
and now sometimes we can't tell the boys from the girls
and hey, that is cool
we are revolutionaries in our nightmares

Please we say quietly.....
without losing our temper
we don't lose our temper cause its better
to just gang up in solidarity and bully the blimey
out of anyone or anything that dares oppose or impede us

Please know without doubts......
that we not entitled parasitic thieving capitalist elitist
we were merely tourists who sailed all over the free world
and as its finders keepers we find and keep for Queen and country
we only **** **** and plunder in self-defence as permitted by the Law

Please bear in mind.......
that we are civilised and so democratic
we believe in the rule of law, freedom, liberty and equality
also we're fair and honest in all our dealings and abhor corruption
we never lie, smear our opponents or play ***** politics in any way

Please be very aware........
we treat everybody equally and fairly
we do not care if you are Royal, rich. black, white, rich or poor
just know your place and do not complain if a white steals from you
we have taken from Greece, India, Africa and everywhere we go
and not a whistle is going back





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The plaintive cliché
of a Regal Soap-opera
finds frenzied homage
in barren minds lesser stooges
consumed in fevered malaise
devoid of rhyme and reasoning's
vacant incumbents trip in mirages
drunk on delusions and drugged on gainsays
gripped in angsts and cancerous in terminal malice
they squirm and twitch as they scribe their version of events
in the dramatization of only fools and horses to the Manor born
fantasies for escapisms an arm for an arm a leg for a leg are the commoners dreams and the commoners deal
save me a piece of the action, mate.....

same again tomorrow
your work is not done yet
your minds lack any sophistication
you are better suited for unskilled labour
where you may find momentum in the neon daze
of the unqualified joyless and corrupted daydreamers
peddling you the utopia of dystopia in the ashes of their ignorance
same again tomorrow for unfinished business for your chains still bite

Just know us
as the common-o-garden ones
Joe Blogs or plain Jane or even John Doe
and if you like our generic tag is the great Unwashed
of which we are proud as we save the planet by not wasting water

we don't have much
but why worry when we can steal
neither do we go for higher education
that's too much hard work when life is so short
so we put fun first and we drink smoke and make babies

we don't matter much, ahh....
so we crave attention all the time
we demand validation and fight bully and troll to feel alive
lashing out and puffing and huffing all to feel noticed and relevant
its all we can do to mask our feelings of worthlessness and untalented

we are envious haters
cause we have no self esteem or confidence
we hate all those who are assured, confident and successful
should we not when we are riddled with doubts and negativity
causing mayhem being vile and obnoxious hides our pain and anguish

Sad to know
so you come from nothing
but the Welfare checks were helpful
and free milk made you grow so tall
ok so papi wasn't around much but mama tried
yes, she liked her nights out and strangers let in the morning
at least, you learnt about bonking pretty early
and boozing and drugging meet you at your door step
and no one could tell you what to do, isn't that cool?
So you learn pretty early to hate the goodie-two shoes
off course that's the thing to do, what else
its not like you can be smart and studious and hardworking like them
that's just so boring and silly, who wants to be prof Hawkins
better to bully and take the **** outta them, the ****** nerds
Its so much fun misunderstanding everything around you
such fun twisting things around
for good you say its sick or wicked
and off-course when you are being sick and wicked
that means you are cool
and dope for good is good cause dope for you is good, easy bruv
Yes, we know you're the man, man
anarchy rules ok
so come grace us with your wisdom
come do heads in
and mash those toffs and elitist up
they are useless parasite know nothing except about silver spoons
you and your mates bruf, have all the dope ideas
you are the salt of the earth.....

oh dear
the redundant offspring's of the revolting slave traders
are cracking their odious empty heads in riotous rage
bristling with murderous frustration frothing like rabid dogs
for a warrior uncaptured dared refuse their snares disdainfully
and in further consternation to so called woke thieving merchants
shows these carcasses what strength and intelligence is all about

oh dear
the inadequate moronic offspring's of the revolting slave traders
have been disgraced and shamed and called out as common rogues
liars, crooks, odious reprobates, cowardly consummate embezzlers
nefarious back-stabbing poltroons only brave in ganging an mobbing
inherent bullies who plundered and ***** from east north and south
now seeing the children of their slaves ascending heights over them

oh dear
the puffed up no brass cockerel offspring's of revolting slave traders
in lingering malaise ineffectual and deflated isms are spitting nails
for the one man out there that would never represent a slave
from noble birth he sail and in sublime honour he thrives in glory
their stuff of nightmare the regal ebony that outshines dwindling ivory
they have become crazed and tearing lank hairs out they hobble on war path

oh dear
the ignorant uncouth bumptiously self entitled asinine offspring's
of the psychotic slave traders
are fighting for their birth right to use and subjugate all other races
history does not serve fools well and ignorance is a prevalent disease
oh dear, what can the matter be, dear dear  what can the matter be
Johnny's so long at the lynching party
he promised to bring me silver diamonds, gold tobacco tea and
coffee and also a shrunken head from Peru
oh dear

if my life is so sad
and the blues hang over me
with loneliness in company of one

if that be so
I would not have ghosts
or those sediments always low
gnashing and wailing in anger and bile

life force of the blessed
illuminates the searing anguish
of the infirm and the bonded losers
scavenging in the refuse of their soiled birth rights
clasped in the hatred of disfavoured wounded dreamers

the Acropolis stands firm
foundation testament to gifted artisans
in hails and hurricanes its splendours shines forth
and the prodigal beggars roam the cobbles of their caves
casting pebbles at towers and indebted to patrons of Bacchus
blinded miscreants foul rages against the sublime as dullards do.