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Dec 2019 · 179
Yenson Dec 2019
Discussions in profanities
was never my thing
Yenson Dec 2019
I gave their guns back to them
with all the bullets taken out and no firing pins
they started pulling dude triggers and making shooting actions
bang, bang, bang, you're dead they continually shouted in full voice
what can you say or do but hold your sides laughing at sheer idiocy
mind, these are supposed to be civilized aware and woke people
but caught up in group-think and hysteria of herd-mentality
sensibilities had long evaporated leaving delusions
its the clock work minds of fire, shoot, shoot
click, click, no firing pins, no bullets
don't matter, don't matter
bang, bang, you're dead
bang, you're dead
you're dead
bang, bang
haha ha
hahaha  hahah hahaha
bang bang, you're dead
bang ,bang, bang, bang
I'mo  laughing my *** off
Yenson Dec 2019
Character...defines us
teeming out there
millions of characters
they are xeroxed copies
the certified true print
not the original copy
the Real Deal........
Yenson Dec 2019
They watched so much
they lost sight of it all

They chatter so much
that chatter shattered into blige

They made things up so avidly
now they've become artificial living in artificiality

But worry not for them because caged minds
do not see the bars for in their artificial world
the bars are power drills to freedom and autonomy

Micro-chipped people
please return to your disreputable abodes
and you can bell your cats as you wish...
Dec 2019 · 65
The many say NO.....
Yenson Dec 2019
If I did not have a mind

brilliantly forged in humanities

capable of discernment in rights and wrongs

to appease the Creator's noble design and uphold my worth

would I be the swamp flotsam in a momentum roguish and wild

carrying the addled ***** mud of past stagnation and clogged


enveloped in debris of insane ideologies long shamed and


flogged by millions out of the house of reasons cowering in bile

naked in the shattering wake of rejections by miners and sons

mothers, wives sisters and daughters who saw the light

in strives and honest endeavours they gained by sweat

communities grown in neighborly love not hate

heed the wastrels and money for nothings

entrenched in blame games and deceits

selling raw hate and dividing people

with their self-serving con masters

liars, wide boys, haters and fakers

In towns flogging dud wares

hogging delusional cures


stinking red snake oil

Nobody buys it

these days
Dec 2019 · 138
Jolly good chaps......
Yenson Dec 2019
It may work with your lot

those wiped and made in your image

those grown as another urban minority

your indentured populace picking up after you

those lost in your lust and Gomorrah offerings

them brain washed drones missing cores and identities

For the son of sons of the land born blessed in fore-father's land

time tells the sane that you on the ground are ineffective and dull

just shams putting on a show for the benefit of your empty crowds

your underbelly exposed and your rabbit seen hidden all in your

tattered moth eaten flat caps

******* magicians milking applause from bribed bored audience

the irrelevances begging relevance in insignificant faded arid


your days are over, your time long past, a powerless nothings now

riddled with jealousy and envy, fearful of talents and distinction

nothing but an international joke, the eccentric ones  with good

humour, deceptive, sadistic, ***** bad lovers.

Good at playing with themselves, leading exporters of play toys

Jingoistic Major Toms go do something useful, go drink your cha

Terrorism isn't your game stick to Cricket and play it fairly

if you  can,

get that black one to bowl them all out for you.

Your task is pointless, tell your comrades to stop stealing from


ain't you big and matured enough to do what is right

I haven't taken anything from you, I don't fear you

I know what and who I am

Colonialism ended years ago, my mind is not your mind

we don't think alike
Dec 2019 · 38
News at None clean......
Yenson Dec 2019
Does History not tell the tales

of countless  talented strong Colossus'

who shake the falseness and shallow foundations of cadavers

and drive the searing torch of Truth into the innards of spawns

in hooded robes and hanging serpentine tongues ****** the earth

Is malice, invalidation and the circus mirrors of distortion and lies

your be all and end all weapon of choice as was your shamed kith
and kin

does blood on your hands re-write history on white pages in red stinking ink

while your septic saliva in Judas kisses glosses your heartless souls

in brown earth you meet your demise for your colorless crimes

at the banquet of history you sit with ***** hands and mouths full

your menu shows your diet of worms and slime in mud aspic

glazed glass eyes know they were never the first created

mere hybrids the sum of imperfections inherent

as with all your scribes duly mislead and fool

the Real God does not wear white robes

you do not know the Real God

You and all yours will answer

claim your ***** earth

your fates await

History knows
Neo-destroyers, they ***** the world, they buggered Africa, they shafted me, they are ****** you, your children, your minds and your lives. Sit there and enjoy your ignorance in entitled privileges oh Glass-eyed Rulers. **** is never white...!!!
Yenson Dec 2019
CHRIS and a Family...the local area crook family
heard I was an African Prince
Confronted me and said I was rich and should't be living
on a Council Estate, said I was privileged and thereby a parasite
I said Africa princes are merely ceremonial, no riches
They said I had to pay money to them to keep this a secret
I said No No No No

They said come when my wife is out and you can have fun
with Chris and daughters as Husband was always in jail
just bring the ***** and a little present now and again
I said No No No No
they said I think I am better than them, think I was beong high
and mighty
They said I was doomed
I said do your worst, I have done nothing wrong
They said when they finish with me I will wish I was dead
They stated a campaign of intimidation. break into our home
and stole our properties, they killed one of our dogs, left racist leaflets out side our door and even spat on me at times

they called in their contacts, they were connected people
they had the Criminal gangstalking crew and the grape vine
they began their insidious campaign
The local East End Mafia were called in, the Racists fronted the show.....he scene was set for staging and framing—or B&B!

The intent is to destroy the target’s reputation and thereby destroy the target’s relationships with family and friends, employers, co-workers, doctors, teachers, therapists, and others. The intent may even be to force the target to leave the community, put the target in prison, or even **** the target. As with so many things involving Psychos and their typical inability to understand or respect boundaries, there really are no limits. They will use basically any means available to them to cause damage to their target, including denigration, endless disparaging remarks, fabrication, false accusations, and even teaching others (including their children!) to lie on their behalf as part of their vilification campaign.


Denial – playing innocent, refusing to admit they have done something harmful.
Selective Inattention – playing dumb, or acting oblivious; refusing to pay attention to anything that might divert them from achieving their goal.
Rationalization – making excuses or justifying their behavior, often in very convincing ways.
Diversion – changing the subject, dodging the issue, distracting us from the real problem.
Lying – deliberately telling untruths, concealing the truth, lying by omission.
Covert Intimidation – intimidation through veiled threats; hints that “it’s a tough out there.”Terror campaign organised
Guilt-tripping – using the conscientiousness of their victim against them to keep them self-doubting and anxious.
Shaming – using subtle sarcasm and put-downs to make the victim feel inadequate, unworthy, and anxious.
Playing the Victim Role – playing the innocent victim to elicit compassion; convincing the victim that he/she is hurting in some way so that the victim will try to relieve their distress.
Vilifying the Victim – making the victim the “bad guy”; pretending he’s only defending himself.
Playing the Servant Role – disguising their personal agendas as service to a nobler cause.
Seduction – flattering and overtly supporting others to get them to lower their defenses and be trusting.
Projecting the Blame (blaming others) – shifting the blame, scapegoating.
Minimization – a combination of denial and rationalization, “making a molehill out of a mountain”.
They are discrediting the TRUTH.....inflamed by GUILT and SHAME, they are trying to silence the truth and destroy me.
Dec 2019 · 44
Idlers obsessed...
Yenson Dec 2019
The unproven reality of ghosts

absent power of nothingness power

regurgitating chews of bellicose vapid foam hosts

the wishful warped soliloquies of shamed ivories with distemper

Faustian ghosted cowards in Quixotic warfare in indentured coasts

vainglorious boast of patched lepers playing rulers in minds addled

charlatans self mockery in full arousal mimicking gods of jam toasts
Dec 2019 · 97
They fight Teachers......
Yenson Dec 2019
Fresh from Elementary classes
in the Urban Ghetto Comprehensives
the zero minded ragamuffins and one parent urchins
stuttered they were playing mind games and NLP manipulations
I asked the pathetic witless simpletons to explain all about it to me
" that's silly "
they replied,
"how are we supposed to know, when we have no minds of our own
we just do as they tell us,
we are never taught to use our minds
just another brick in the wall....."

That's the way its always been......!!!
Boris Johnson....Eton, Oxford University, *** laude Student
Scholarship winner. Someone please explain why the Elites and Ruling class are always highly educated and always end up superior to the commoners. Do they know something we don't know, afterall we are the majority and majority always win or are we only capable of obstructing only one black man. Why are we always losers? Anyway back to the Revolution, solidarity comrades....Down with the Black Prince!!!
Hey, lets get him to **** a sixteen year old girl...!
Yenson Dec 2019
Dud snowflakes fall in haha amusement

same ole same ole echos from frozen cadavers

an ermine clad prince surveys the dregs and the wets

the seasonal drips and drabs of the famished serfs and robins

snow covered minds in arid white snow-scape idled in blankness

the sentries  all occupied in their thankless duties in lowly stations

blowing hot air and composing dirges for their future-less imaginings

in puddles of slosh and **** ermine boots renounce gawking toe-rags

the belligerent squawkings of serfs an kin merely brings them scurvy

its a same ole same ole echos from minds frozen cadavers

falling in haha amusement
Yenson Dec 2019
Pond lives in the murky gutters
tadpoles, worms, maggots, amoebas in muddy slime
a mess of microscopic inane entities in septic unity aroused
solidarity of low-lives in putrid dis-composition and toxic malaise  
bleachers in bleach twirling and squirming in dark benign iodine trap

Germs warfare by sightless malingerers
society's malignant wasters and losers of racists bents
damaged fodders, hoods and maintained western non-achievers
rail on best of the best, the strongest, the smartest the most capable
in ants minds and ant speak and anodyne group-think flowing froth

Watch them drowning in the cream
of a consistency alien to Arachnids, maggots and the spineless
hear the narcissistic Schreeching and contemptible scratchings of lice
mired frenzied angst an impoverished acumen garnered in stupidities
the asinine revolt of termites orchestrated in the neon stench of anthill

The Red sea once again is dammed
its momentum diverted by the blue legions in broad-church
its about fair opportunities and gainful endeavors not hate and lies
murkiness. deceits, lies, chicanery do not fool all in all ways and times
infamy, pond lives infamy known to all even if not told to your disgraced faces
the Anti-Semites and haters know themselves, they always hate strong, intelligent smart and capable people. These toxic haters hate honest endeavors, success and progress, they want all in the gutters with them.
Dec 2019 · 38
Promises, promises.......
Yenson Dec 2019
Was it a momentum moment

when they saw the momentum go begging

in the chill of a rainy night when voices spoke

and screamed we know losers but do not tell them

laugh behind their backs, offer them momentum to lie in shame

let rabble of maladroit s find saviors in gin houses and ***** downs

the common people do not buy madness from assassins and cowards

your mothers love you but never told you're mistakes from the get-go
Yenson Dec 2019
lies, hatred, fake news, smears....
if this is labour in opposition
what on earth would they be like
in power.

it was Donald trump who popularized
the term "fake news"
but it is the labour party that has turned
misinformation and lies into an art form

ian austen  

Exremists that shore up Money Extortionists and Gangsters
that victimized an innocent blackman for standing up to Local area Criminals, and turned a hardworking decent law-abiding man
into a jobless, isolated, demonized outcast, for daring to tell crooks to go get a job and better themselves rather than burglarizing those that work.

In his 2018 speech to members at the Labour Party conference, he encouraged them to go online and attack journalists: “The free press has far too often meant the freedom to spread lies and half-truths, and to smear the powerless, not take on the powerful. You challenge their propaganda of privilege by using the mass media of the 21st century: social media”.

That could be why journalists are routinely booed at Labour press conferences and BBC Political Editor Laura Kuenss-berg needed security guards when she covered the party’s annual conference in 2017.

In an interview the same year, Corbyn even admitted to being a reader of The Canary, described by one left-wing writer as “running a sexist hate campaign against Laura Kuenssberg”.

Of the controversial site, Corbyn said: “I think it’s good that people go to all the alternative sites and check out what they want. I’ve read The Canary quite a bit.”

Corbyn was infamously a member of an extremist Facebook group, too, in which he defended a blatantly anti-Semitic mural depicting Jews as greedy bankers, while his staff were found to be members of several others.

The Facebook groups set up in his name reveal the ugly face of the hard Left that now controls Labour.

That’s why his faction of extremists can’t be allowed anywhere near No10.

If this is what they are like in opposition, can you imagine how bad they’d be in power?

Ian Austin is a former Labour MP and chair of Mainstream, the campaign against extremism.
No one uses fake news more effectively than Jeremy Corbyn and his friends on the hard Left of the Labour Party.
It is directed at Labour MPs as well as Conservative ministers. Anyone who does not demonstrate total loyalty to Jeremy Corbyn is attacked or vilified. If a member of a group is brave enough to query some of the more extreme language, they will quickly find themselves ejected.

Anyone who attacks Corbyn’s enemies, often in the most graphic terms, is rewarded by hundreds or thousands of Facebook “likes”.

Ugly and offensive language is celebrated and encouraged but anyone who stands up to it is either attacked or removed.

It is a form of mob rule that is no less frightening because it takes place online.

Defending Shadow Chancellor John McDonnell’s comments attacking Esther McVey after she defended benefit cuts, a member of Jeremy Corbyn Leads Us To VICTORY wrote: “John McDonnell does not need to apologise for anything — THIS F****** COW NEEDS LYNCHING!”

On Jeremy Corbyn Will Be Prime Minister, one follower wrote: “I am not anti-semitic but tell the Jews go and get f*****.”
Dec 2019 · 33
Yet, all for what.....
Yenson Dec 2019
He walks in their midst
" yet never amongst them as he is not of them
they quake and shiver and then tremble shake
for before them walks he they can never be
he of the conscience they do not possess
the sighted to their plucked eyes
the voice regale to the waking deaf and dumb
the one that marries courage and bravery in holy wedlock
and can sit in the temple of wisdom that is beyond their unknowns
and in smooth charismatic glow he hauls out their innards
for in spirit he has returned them to base truth in fallacies
coated them in the shame of their lame high horses
and sang to them the hymns of the un-redeemed usurpers
and the knuckle-draggers in Levi and trainers howl in pain
while the serpents crawl around hissing in fevered furies and bile
dispensing ***** cakes and mind altering smoke screens
the rich currency of hate wrapped in jealous envelopes
back-handers and hand-jobs and calloused massages
" get him " they all invoke for there's a fire in that man
its unlike the fire that castigate our beings
its near righteous and all consuming
watch its plumes holds no hazy reflections
it shows us for what we are in hideous glare
**** the fire **** the flames for we know no truths
for to know him is to fear him
he walks in our midst
but he is not one of us "
Nov 2019 · 31
Never fit to rule.....
Yenson Nov 2019
Pol *** died of painful cancer
from pouring gasoline to achieve his scotched earth
of razzing the land
destroying all in its wake
villages, people, the intelligentsia
the professionals, buildings, temples the lot
and as his regime crumble
he poured all the oil he could find
in fear and desperation
and stood breathing in the arid poisonous smoke
filling his lungs
killing himself in grand socialist power
the power of fools in delusion
Nov 2019 · 73
chill white-walkers....
Yenson Nov 2019
Winter is coming

and in faded light the white-walkers cry

the drifts are in the drift of things melting

without substance and core agog-ed in chilled flippancy

heads hung in drivel they cast aimless spells in gauze satin

Shapeshifting maiden sacrificed to appease the white walls of pain

inchoate minds drums and beat hides in soundless menace and sins

the salt goddesses pine for fire logs within caves and stallions to ride

feeble and ungainly the white-walkers hurl spittle and bile in rancour

the lickers are licked in mind body and soul in chaste snow-blindness

the black knight in amour an ermine brandishes the sword of swords

and burns the hottest of flames in a kiln so rare and fine

all around the hot air of squawking swirls to nothing

the drifts of drifts hankers in igloos fermenting

winter is coming
Nov 2019 · 38
little minds locked......
Yenson Nov 2019
Do they know
that minds can override repetitions
and flexibility and adaptability are qualities that work
and obsession is mostly more a problem for the obsessives
rather than the receiver
Do they know that remembrance
of what is not impressionable
has no impact whatsoever
Does seeing a tub of yogurt everywhere
remind you of the yogurt
you had for breakfast
all the time
Nov 2019 · 41
Done doing done
Yenson Nov 2019
How would you know
as you do
that you are being done
when you have never done
what you should do
cause you have always been done
so your doing is you done doing
as you are being done
how can you know
how can you know
you are but done beings
unknown to yourselves
Nov 2019 · 144
Since when can you think...
Yenson Nov 2019
When you seek to hijack a royal brain

make sure you know the size of the royal crown

if you do not know the size you will not have the Royal brain

and then you will will discover  a very important secret

there is no size to a royal crown
Nov 2019 · 40
payment for leisure.....
Yenson Nov 2019
The childish yokels
carrying stub pistols
with dud triggers and flaky heads
look as they chase their tails in vain drama
and the foreigners laugh at them behind their backs
Its a first world problem to occupy first rate simpletons
where you get paid without working you have time to befriend
Nov 2019 · 40
Its our Land.........
Yenson Nov 2019
And the bleachers in rampant psychosis
unfurled their Black flags
march ahead of the protection money Racketeers
and the thieves and crooks of East London
This is Solidarity they all dribbled slack-jawed
and red in the faces
and Red in the mindless-es
disgruntles mired in racism, envy, jealousy and hate
To war we march ** ** **
we have a Black Prince to destroy and ****
how dandy and poetic they thought
Unfurl the Black Flag for a Black Prince
who says the English don't have a sense of humour!!
** ** **, ha ha ha
get out the sickle to cut down the succulent nobleman
bring the hammers to do his brains in for chaos we bring
and blackness covers all the evils of whiteness
and blackness covers all that is decent progressive and bright
see the might of the Black flag, hail the anarchist and Reds
who says Black Power, hey! who said Black power
oh! I mean the flag, the flag!
ha ha ha ** ** **  ha  ha ha
Please remember they know best, they have written the rules for over 3,000 years. they decide who can live and thrive and who should be destroyed.
Nov 2019 · 27
your guilty secret....
Yenson Nov 2019
I'm in them

It grips them like no other

tightly they grip and clenched

too enmeshed unwilling to let go

none like this has occupied their being

filled them so fully they cannot let go or abate

in their narrow minds in the deep depth of their psyche

they think about me all day long, that obsession whose attention

they just crave and cannot ignore so they writhe and write and moan

how they flutter and squirm and hide behind hate to open themselves
Nov 2019 · 58
Say you, say me.....
Yenson Nov 2019
story of the tape is in the measurement

proof of the pie resides without doubt in the eating

wisdom knows the difference betwixt the fools and the wise

thus it's prime fools that takes strays to drink up the Pacific Ocean

or stand before the Roman Colosseum and calls it a derelict stone pile

Truly earned confidence is never a bargaining chip to saps vagaries

neither do the hyenas stay on same start to race the tigers

it been known that beggars do not wear silk tunics

and shortened arms seeks the longest staffs

while impostor goddesses *** up tales

and writhe in rancour at nobleness

spiteful spittle from ivory gutters

not in my mind nor in my names

as edicts knows impeachment

avows the stained consciences

the turbulence's rages afire

t'is theirs, t'is theirs all

in their rags un tatters

and their ragged minds
Nov 2019 · 20
Mr Bluesky.........
Yenson Nov 2019
Hello! how's do, I haven't seen you at the park in a while

Oh hi! oh I stopped coming here

Why is that

Have you noticed the dog **** all over the lovely lawn
some seem to just come here to **** all over the place

Yeah, I noticed, but I now just walk around the perimeters of the park
I don't bother going in, better to leave the ******* to their ****

she flashed a broad grin across a pleasant attractive face

That's just like me and social media these days
I do post my bits when I have to but I don't read what the crazies,
the  moaners, the professional complainers and the senseless have-a-go's with nothing better to do, have to say

Now, that's wise

We both laughed raucously, kissed and walked away still smiling

Overhead the grey autumnal sky hung laden, a bit like the laden uneased minds of the harbingers of doom

I see blue sky and inhale the fresh vibrant winds
Nov 2019 · 35
do it right....
Yenson Nov 2019
The visage yawns so loudly
even climbers on Everest can hear it
it dazzles so brightly like the sun on days uncloudy
so why are the dramatists in stupor and the singers with tonsillitis
for its up to the picker to gather the roses and tenderly share howdie
We can ease tensions or we can get rowdy
So I'ma keep it on the love and do my Duty like Howdie
from a poem by Swollen members titled Bottle Pockets
Nov 2019 · 143
You can call me Al......
Yenson Nov 2019
Our Protection Money Racketeers
was refused the extortion money demanded
OK, me and mi young daughter are game
just bring the ***** and a little gift for a good time
that's crazy said I, no thank you think you better than us, all ladida

they subsequently burgled us
vandalized our car and stole the four radial wheels
off the poor car
then told us in broad daylight
" We will ruin your life, hound you and make your life a misery"
I laughed, imagine a known area Crook who's just robbed you
saying that to you. To me this was a joke! a big big joke eh! haha

"You're laughing!" Mama Crook says with hateful eyes
"We are going to sling mud at you, you'd wish you're dead"
I laughed even more
Hey Al Capone, I thought
I'm blameless here, my reputation is pristine, no skeleton hidden
no crime ever. Never wronged anyone, always kind, friendly
and respectful to all..all round sound guy, this crook is deluded.
Anyway people can easily see the truth here, I confidently assumed
Yeah! more fool me...

Go to hell, you you nasty crook...say I,... imagine the cheek!

Well people
sad to report, how was I to know Mama Al capone was right
They had the connections, the nefarious know-how of these things
and they know their demography. they know their people! .

Mud slinging worked a treat...People believed everything,
every slander, defamation, fabrication, lies, everything
They delivered on their promises and then some
They told a fantastic story to their Socialist and Anachist connection, even those were fooled
Arrogant, the Big I Am, hidden riches, wife beater, domineering
et pompous, thinks he's high and mighty, the very opposite of me!
wow people...the heat is on
I became radioactive in one swift move..

For the first time in my life
I discovered real evil exist, not paper stuff

Now I know why there are never any witnesses in Inner city
Estates and a code of Omerta or Ali-baba or whatever its called
why some witnesses never reveal their faces or give their names,
when they talk to the media about some crimes or some faces
they recognized

and why thieves threateningly utter this infamous line

Acknowledgement to Paul Simon for the title
Nov 2019 · 99
Ah...I wish you well....
Yenson Nov 2019
When hate gives oxygen to publicity
you surprisingly realize
that obscurity is the killer
for obscurity is bland, unworthy, pedestrian, not notable
just another one in ten, fifty, six hundred,
just a ***, actually *** is very appropriate
wild, uncouth, mindless bellicose nothing itching to rumble and vent
that's the place the asinine bully originates
so sit back and dissect the nonentities bullies

obscure, insignificant...defo not please with their lives
Defo not a fulfilling rewarding work leaves no time
to mess around looking for attention or validation
Immature, not well read or intelligent...OBVIOUSLY!. intelligence
at least real intelligence offers confidence, balance, self assurance
Talent-less and unexceptional...OBVIOUSLY...creative talented people find better and right outlets  than trolling or venting or hating
Most likely ugly with no  personality...YES!...most bullies are exactly that, the fat ugly ******* at checkouts, the long nosed hag at the store the weedy fellows, the unkempt, yeah, mostly they are not visually nice in appearance
No strength of Character...OBVIOUSLY, bullies are alway weak, insecure, inadequate cowards.
Confident secure people in a good place emotionally would never dream of bullying
Juvenile mentality, feral, unsociable, dorkish...that almost a staple for bullies, just some no mark simpleton looking for attention, they think it booster them amongst others

Imagine the thoughts of all these hapless nonentities
making one the target of their neurosis or sad happenstance
actually taking the time and making the effort to troll and do ****
Man..that's some serious ****, can make a lesser person big-headed
I don't even write Fan letters to Artists I appreciate
( I should really write and praise Stormzy for his Charitable work )
much less sit and bother some other human with hate and bullying
that to me is as low as you can get.
If you're good I try to learn from you not Hate!
Its really sad to be insignificant, no mark, pathetic drones
worst still, appears the only distractions to their pained obscurities
is Bullying...and look what bullies are, little wonder they talk of going in vicious circles.....
Nov 2019 · 34
stuck in the mud.....
Yenson Nov 2019
the vainglorious indulgence of the echo chamber
who in inane vacuity
and reduced to stuck repetition of asinine absurdities
in a chalk cave
now simmers in the autistic trance of adherence delight
in hypnotic repetitions
and caustically embraces what is believed to be
the 'power' of white noise
who will tell a parrot its just a parrot
and that its squawking
are not original
and that it lacks the mental capacity
to be anything other than
a dumb fluffy echo box
Nov 2019 · 40
Because I wouldn't....
Yenson Nov 2019
Read my words and see the depth

and its even in a second language

see the monumental chasm betwixt

carry your twaddle and your supposed invalidations

the ***** summations of lies, deceits, chicanery and shame

its as expected pigs' ears do not make silk purses even today

our history has always been one of exaltations against great odds

they strung us up in Montgomery and bullet-ed the Luthers and Marc Xs

whats to you but the cancerous darkness that are white-washed all over

your eternal dark fixation with Moors males are well known

Go ask for my head on a silver server and do your dance

I still stand and will continue to stand

Annie...go get your gun!!
Nov 2019 · 35
I'll drink to that.....
Yenson Nov 2019
Its is the twenty-first Century

we are the Woke Generation of now

we believe in the Rights and Dignity of all humans

we also believe that in our green and pleasant island

we can engage in mobbing an innocent man in vigilante power

this is democracy and people power cause majority always wins

So here hail the new dawn for we are the judge, jury and executioner

we should be so proud, we should be so proud we are so so

Nov 2019 · 40
blow Me some hot Air.....
Yenson Nov 2019
The sorrow is not mine but theirs
the hi-jacked shepple feeding on pasteurized delusions
sterilize away reality and skimmed minds without integrity
carefully stored lives at mitigating temperatures to obey and serve

Yet they do not see or want to see
their chains and mind-cuffs painted in alchemy's gold
nor know that their basement jazz keeps them in basements
and the bee-keeper blows the laden smoky hot air to keep them calm

The sport of Kings come see the horse chase
in your pen on the turf here are the starting prices
forget your fathers and fore-fathers were the shire horses
pulled carts and tilled the land for the gold owned by your masters

Milked you now drink the pasteurized slop
grow tall and sinewy sell your brawn in mitigated lives
do not drink from the wishing well or leave your park all green
look your hovel is your castle and you can join in the sport of Kings

And so sheeple sleeps in powerful calm
the blood of shires rustling in their veins from their ancestors
comforted mirages of power and significance behind chained bars
And The Bee smoker whiffs over drones as they drone in sheepleville
Nov 2019 · 42
Yenson Nov 2019
The Milliband brothers inherited over two million
Mr Blair and his family are worth over twenty million
when the old Mr Denis Healey died his estate was five million

former Labour MP Lord Watts attacked  Mr Corbyn’s inner circle as “the London-centric hard left political class who sit around in their £1m mansions eating their croissants at breakfast and seeking to lay the foundations for a socialist revolution.”

According to research produced by the Tories the new £1,000 membership fee would apply to former leader Ed Miliband with a £2.5m house in Dartford Park, London and his ex-deputy Harriet Harman who owns a £2.3m house in Dulwich.

While shadow international development secretary Diane Abbott owns a £1m pad in Hackney and shadow defence secretary Emily Thornberry has a £3m home in Islington.

Wealthy Labour members of Mr Corbyn’s inner circle include his chief aide Seumas Milne who has a £1.5m house in Richmond, shadow foreign secretary Hilary Benn with a £3m house in Chiswick and shadow justice secretary Lord Faulkner with a £17.5m mansion in Westminster.

An African man from a Country where one British pounds equals
N#450.00 is considered an Elitist despite not even having £200

Our great Revolutionary are busy hounding and tormenting Afro-man
Hellbent on ruining his life and driving him to suicide or mad

The Protection Money Racketeers are from the working Classes
they contact their Socialist friends for solidarity when payment
was refused
They all gang up against poor Afro man who has suddenly become
an Elitist, a Leech and a Parasite that deserves to be ruined,

The Leftist and Racketeers launc serious gangstalking Revolution
Character assassination, Public humiliation, harassment, Provocation, hounding, Isolation, Taunts and tormenting is the game

Join in everybody, the Revolution is here, go pick on the Afro man
Go make his life a living Hell, hound him to death

He is an Elitist, a parasite, a Greedy *******, fleecing the poor
His CRIME? Well he is a Native Customary Prince from Africa
Yes, he's unpaid, No state Income, No Castle or Duchy of Cornwall
That doesn't matter, he black but Blue-blood, that will do

This is how Politics work in these days of ours, People
We are the MUGS,
It is the era of DISRUPTION and blindsiding the people
Help them buy more CHAMPAGNE for the TOP TABLE and leave
more millions for their children.  

Neon...NEON.... where are you,'re after the Afro Prince
yeah...good job....REVOLUTION!!!
former Prime Minister Tony Blair with his £8.6m mansion in Westminster, former business secretary Lord Mandelson with an £8m home in Regent’s Park, and the newly-elected MP and former Director of Public Prosecutions Kier Starmer with a £1.4m home in Kentish Town.
Nov 2019 · 25
Yenson Nov 2019

paint Rainbow
like Italian masterpiece
Nov 2019 · 21
Wait now!!
Yenson Nov 2019
Please bear with us
we are studying the Dictionary
we are learning how to spell properly
we are hastily looking for the few that can write
we've been rummaging about in garbage and trash
we are waiting for the NLP expert and the subliminal honcho
we are busy analyzing to see what we can lift and twist back in reply
our negative outputs needs refreshing  we're searching for more mud
we're only brainless confused nincompoops with no real flair or talent
Please bear with us, normal services will resume soon
Yenson Nov 2019
If I did not know the hollows of some minds
feathered in decorative vacuous trimmings
the narrowness within that runs like
lovingly tendered English garden paths
the shallowness ****** that rivals handsomely
the depth of a penny-farthing not even two
the stupefying superficiality of conjured lives
lacking rhythms and hues in sensibilities
the daggers drawn envy of little minds inadequacies
that pines writhes and slithers only to hide when faced
with proven talents and telling might
the shameless harriers adorned in the selves-loathing mange
of the fraidy-cats who in feral packs ****** ale-houses
and throw stones at the houses on the hills
or even
If I did not know the frustrated offsprings of broken couplings
and broken lives ablaze with angst and unloved in disappointments
lacking positive role-models in absentee maleness
or even
the social houses ferals itching for attention while bug-eyed on
substances brought next door from stolen gains
or even
the dregs and drabs with hopeless tomorrows from yesterdays
spent in pool rooms and the local bookies who played truants
in past learning dis-glories
or even that most are soap dodgers in obligatory tattered Levis
and pilfered trainers who cursed the groomed as poofs and posers
So if I did not know all this and more
I will understand the vernacular of lost minds and illiterates
and their outputs would engage my consciousness and thoughts
Alas as it is hate is not a language I speak
Envy and Jealousy are not avenues I live in or even visit
They rather sadly fear me
They say they are at war
just because I do not
do as them
Fear make one do crazy things
Inspired by a story I was told by a friend who said some guys were attacked because of their post-codes. Its a crazy world
Nov 2019 · 28
Yenson Nov 2019
To live in so many minds
is truly a blessing
Yenson Nov 2019
In Ghostplay they played Chess

with their own well known rules of hoods winking

only the white pieces are entitled to move in the squares

while the blacks stays in their assigned positions in rigor mortis

the dazzling white pieces moved in dazzling ways dazzling

all and everyone

They kinged and hollered in gainsay ghost triumph while a living

salient eye watched in bemusement

Seeing veiled shadow mists and camouflaged decayed soulless

minds rejoicing in wild stupor

whilst on that Chess board not a single piece had moved

But the black pieces stood shimmering incandescent

in white swirling fog and deceitful Mistral winds

and the Black king stood shining like a king

and a rose by any other name

is still a rose

Oct 2019 · 156
Let them know....
Yenson Oct 2019
Uber morons of marshmallow county
the year eight reject and Comprehensive truants
think they have a snowflake like them to confuse
and in their playpen they pen nonsensical porridge for tea
some red uber pumpkin instructed them, faze him with doubts

here below is what doubt means
" a feeling of uncertainty or lack of conviction."
off course semi-illiterates don't know butter from Jam
what the feral rent-a-mob are trying to do is called

also referred to as reductio ad Stalinum, is an informal logical fallacy that intends to discredit the validity of an opponent's logical argument by accusing, denouncing, attacking, or persecuting an individual

That is what the Protection Money Racketeers
who tried extorting money to keep Royal secret
and then broke in and stole from us
and when we stood up to them decided to ruin us
slandering and defaming launching ***** racist campaign
so trolls of thieves and Mobsters go do your job

*  Negative campaigning or mudslinging is the process of deliberate spreading negative information about someone or something to worsen the public image of the described.
The expression discrediting tactics refers to personal attacks, for example in politics and court cases.
we all know this is what Thieves do, and feral mob you are
just dunces being used by the Thieves and East London Mobsters

**Whispering Campaign
A whispering campaign or whisper campaign is a method of persuasion in which damaging rumors or innuendo are spread about the target, while the source of the rumors seeks to avoid being detected while spreading them.

Ferals, racists and Numpties come do your worst
you,re nothing but ignoramuses in the pockets of thieves
you don't scare me one bit and you can't soften me up
I will not be gagged, bullied or intimidated
a family of racist crooks demanded Protection money to keep
secret my African Royal connection, I refused to pay
they broke into our flat and stole our property
I had the nerve to stand up to them, they did not expect this
because we are kind, decent gentle law-abiding
I said I was going to report them to the Council and get them evicted
The Thieving Racists Mobsters said I was the one that will leave their Country

They called on their underground connection
Told me and my wife, we are now Toast
Well I'm still here, come **** me
You all, your Gangs and all the uber-morons in your pockets..

Doubts where? you're not eliciting doubts
Your under-developed minds are being made toxic
You are involved in a Poison campaign, get your facts rights
and now poison is in your system and you can never be the same again
Because whether you like it or not you now know all about seeing poisons and negativity in innocent things

And that is to your detriment, they have corrupted your minds
and it will stay with you
If your partner say I love you, you can now think of ten reasons
why this may not be true or real, erstwhile clean minds has now
been stained,
You have ingested poison, it doesn't wash out, you've been contaminated, and that's sadly true.....
Go on....continue!!!
Oct 2019 · 32
Burn ye at the stake.....
Yenson Oct 2019
Show me the nectar juice
that flows from limeys in Lime house
where vagrants and charlatans griped by lime fever
are brewing hemlock wine in stolen silver chalice for town criers
in  ***** battles with the Moors King who has taken their birth right

Show me the erudite minds
etching gainful prospects in thieving
and with bagfuls of Mrs Jones's and Mr Meyers trinkets looted
now at rest at the alehouse with red faces hogging inanimateness
proclaiming that those that toil and earn honestly are greedy leeches

Show me the sinners
in these streets paved with gold and silver
they that would stand up and dare say you thieves are wrong
as in the underworld of the underground wrongs are always right
in veins of thieves and bad 'uns  blood runs with crow-bars and lies

So please show me, I beg
how a good earnest and honest soul
will be left un-bothered, praised for worthiness and good grace
Nay, nay nay such soul would be stretched, hung and so quartered
as the mob of stained and ***** sheep run amok making bars bans black saint

Hurray, hurray.....
Oct 2019 · 89
By the by and bye....
Yenson Oct 2019
I do not know
why they think
Organised isolation
Organised non-relationship
Organised disrespect and bullying
organised negative projections and delusions
that has got
no input from me
what so ever
will bother me

They say its attacking my psyche
they say its physiological warfare
but all I see are dopes being manipulated
to constantly harass to create a siege mentality
which is not happening anyway
they say they are re-opening wounds
I do not see any wounds
they say they make me remember
so as to taunt and torment me
but I have always retained the right
to that I allow to influence my mind and soul
and the malicious antics of damaged and malicious people
are not things I have any respect or interest for
They have and will continue to have
my utter and resounding contempt......
Yenson Oct 2019
Just bland insipid opaque walling

uninspiring without toned definitions

soft spongy frothy carrying anemic lustre

layers easily bruised and prone to blemishes and sagging

glassed visors in various hues incisively ablaze with wants

and inside its not much different from external

furnishings spare and mostly structurally unsound

temperamental ambiance cold-cool yet warm to touch

craving notoriety and attention, loudly challenging in compensation

as foundations are inherently weak yet stands in malleable grandiosity

adverse to too much heat yet resplendent in enough sunshine

vacuous and airy with amplified audio and echoing facilities

though content and range always lacking in real truth substance

Bungalows short of a brick, built on mud, foundation not strong

Readily prone to quakes, husky, hollow, flaky, generally unsound

homogenized, common, unsubstantiated and extremely deceiving

Never good investments, these properties will rob you and ruin you
Oct 2019 · 48
Yenson Oct 2019
and that's all, folks
Oct 2019 · 38
That's Amore!.....
Yenson Oct 2019
Do me a favor, pffffff
most eligible
simply the best, potential galore
teeming with wholesome goodness
as balanced as a spirit level

heart-broken...pull the other one, sunshine
lonely....yeah! like me a lonely water
even when dammed, its still full of itself and goodness

You'd be lucky to get a chance
there's no one out there that compares

Yeah! do me a favor
just keep on taking your tablets
those ones that curtail your fantasies and delusions

you may also go learn
about self value, discipline, self respect, self worth and sincerity
Oct 2019 · 41
Yenson Oct 2019
Something is going on
they have stopped 'thumbing down' my poems
Oct 2019 · 37
The Dungeon awaits.....
Yenson Oct 2019
Schizophrenic culture
say one do two, say two do one
never mind the midday sun, we have sun cream
we love our dogs but think nothing wrong trading with dog eaters
we believe in freedom, liberty for all look on as we trade with Saudis
Valentines, Romance tops, we have highest divorce rate in Europe so
we hate, moan, complain but we are great givers to Charities always
we have best Police Forces but we also have the best robbers in towns
we are clever, analytical and innovative but yet goat-herders sneak in
beating all our modern Coastal Defenses as they do our Welfare Dept
Ours is the Mother of Democracy as ours is as Machiavellian as it gets
we have Champagne Socialists and  other loonies who latch on to us
we like to play mind games but we do not consider that others do too
we are jingoistic and insular, conceited and self-centered yet morose
we invented Football, only won the World Cup once and never again
we have  best  Army but individually we are slimy cowardly bullies
we have the best Class system because we fool the workers with false
they haven't cotton on, as expected they're too busy posturing and
fighting amongst themselves
We make sure their leaders are from the Ruling Classes to check them
And if anything goes wrong we know we can always blame the Royals
Down with the Monarchy...yeah, yeah, yeah
by the way, we gave the world the Beatles
and don't you dare think
we're all bugs who thinks
we are the bees-knees
We also have the best sense of humour, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oct 2019 · 30
Ah! the POOR ghosts....
Yenson Oct 2019
The real lovers are entwine in blissful glows
birth in heady warmth and utopia hearts

Real happy people are soothe in contented calm
all is well within and joyous passion is never afar

Enlightened people rest in the arms of Nirvana
seeking and finding paths to enrich us and our world

Pious devoted people praise and plea to their God or Temples
fervently in spiritual glow and comforting grace to lift souls

The industrious toil at their tasks hoping successes gangs fruition
and honest endeavors rewards and offers betterment to enjoy

The carers and givers selflessly work and give in good grace
at home, at work, everywhere and anywhere to do and give for others

The genuine Creatives in artistic ambiance nurture society cultures
in Arts, in Music, in Writings and various pursuits to lift and sooth us

The Damaged, toxic and Psychopaths, these sad broken and diseased
look for other people to make broken, damaged and weak like them
Ill in body mind and soul they can only spread their pain and miseries
Its cruel to laugh at the pained and afflicted, who honestly spend time hallucinating and dreaming up negativity, lies, delusions and garbage. What sort of mind sees the creation of nonsensical ******* as a laudable achievement to be proud off. Its so laughable it never ceases to amuse.
Yenson Oct 2019
Slander and Defamation ran it
holding firmly to each other yet not breathless
they both filed a long list of Reports and allegations
They didn't fool me one bit as I stood watching them in action
Were any of theses falseness be true I'd have been on the first plane
out of the Country......

Though they didn't fool me
they certainly fooled thousands of others
for I lost my job, friends, good name and stainless reputation
I did not run away or leave town for I had done nothing wrong
So I stood and watched the charade for without crime there's no guilt
the innocents do suffer......

Hey, Malice swaggered in
it moves with a lot of family all in different guises
they were rampant and efficient and so very active in action
watched them in action and saw how contagious they are to so many
to one without malice its so difficult to reconcile the proliferation thus
this was an eye-opener......

Envy and Jealousy charged in unashamedly
my! these bozos are sonafabitch heavies with mad green eyes
cold, psychotic, unreasonable, totally heartless they eat everything
incapable of reasoning they waded in causing maximum damage s
alien and unfamiliar to me, all I could do was try to reason with them,
It merely made matters worse, but it wasn't my problem......

Aha! Hate ******* in pathetically verbose
here came Big Daddy of them all, the undistinguished leader
septic ally radiating and totally neurotic, arrogant, dumb an stupid
it galvanizes this festering putrid disgraceful defaults of asinine meets
sickly pontificating shameless it falsified, lied, corrupted and slime
Hate was challenging but I stood faced on not intimidated......

These are formidable adversaries no doubt
to which millions of people have fallen prey to
but find me and see a clear conscience and a positive mind
to be robbed, then subjected to threats and intimidation by thieves
who invited all above as willing accomplices and henchmen to aid
Condone wrongdoings if you like, but I stand and will stand.....
Oct 2019 · 81 comprendo.....
Yenson Oct 2019
I heard their voices constantly
and they sang their songs all the time
they even give tribal dramas and put on displays
they would genuflect and pay homage to their deities
and sometimes roar in anger and frustration babbling away
But I was not a member of their village an did not speak their tongue
So nothing they did or said made any sense to me, I was not like them
Oct 2019 · 209
hail Che Guevara.....
Yenson Oct 2019
Be all, see all, say all
in insignificance, sightless and inarticulate
what else to own but superficiality and posturing
belligerence in the absence of self-worth and substance
inadequacies, vices and shame all painted in snowflakes hues
the gut wrenching fact of the disadvantages of life's station and status
that limitation of social placements and scarcity of development
the cossetted ignorance bred and the hackneyed minds
the riveting pain of resultant bad choices made
the hate and self-loathing ingested within
that staining perception of oppression
the anger of not being good enough
of un-taken opportunities
of being down-trodden
the inferiority complex
frustration of hardship
invisible and unheard
what can they do, what can they say
oh hell, find them a way to vent and depressurize
find them a scapegoat to blame and share their suffering
give them an object to demonize and castigate and burn at the stake
give them a sacrificial lamb to relieve their incessant angst and anger
Let them be all comrades
Let them inflect suffering and gape
Let them be able to say we have tied Colossus down
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