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Yenson Jun 2022
And oh! what a jolly laugh we have
tis ever so amusing
the dumb gaggle of lifeless unwashed
with roasted heads
presenting their one read and try-again
versions of events
our dear apostles of cockney tea-leaves
led by Macafferty Capone
who stated we are going to eff him
and put lice in his head
go forth she ordered and do his head in
oh how we laugh
as first class scums and feeble dumdum
unwashed and semi-illiterates
troop out with fervour and dedications
in the poetry campaign
of a-holes with psychedelic delusions
and triple Fs in grammar
and so we have the debacle of bozos
retards and the worthless
pitting non-wits with a Rhodes scholar
who also happens
by providence and sublime endeavour
to be a philosopher
and a brilliant refined and shinning Prince
Oh wow, tis ever so amusing
And hahaha, what a jolly laugh we have
More grease to unwashed elbows, methinks, they are doing their best but their chains too tethered and it holds them back though some have congenital dullards syndrome. Viva the psychics...hahaha . Wonder when they are going to do the beheading at the Tower bit....hahaha
93 · May 2019
Wipe it out.........
Yenson May 2019
Hahaha   hahaha   hahahhahah ahhhhh
hahhahhha   hahahhhah hahahahhah hahahaha
hahahah  hahhha hahhahhha hahahah   hahhha hahhah
hahahhha hahhahha hahhahha hahhaha hahahaha hahhhaha
what's wrong, is it a crime to laugh?
Yenson Apr 2019
Hey John Bull, have you seen the news
how many men has your mama rogered
how many have dipped their wick in jute
don't coming singing the blues to me sunshine
for he without sins cast the first stone
when seen in the hay with john
you said it was just horsing around
ai't your papa's sister tripping the velvet
down Waterloo road with Alice from the pub
you talk of others lying and shifting
yet your brother is doing time at he Maj's pleasure
don't coming singing the blues to me sunshine
you good at pointing fingers, you ain't got no shame
open your door and show us all that stuff
that fell off the back of that flipping lorry
what about the dose you carry
that gift that gives on giving, have you told Mary
that her mother gave it to you last month
when you walked her home and found her
mum do it too while dad was in your sisters room
don't coming singing the blues to me sunshine
the world and it's sin hang round your block
everyone's got their lives to live and that's just so
so don't come playing preacher man, you ain't
no God squad, just another sicko, like all the others
don't coming singing the blues to me sunshine
Go look under your bed, all those **** pictures you hide
and you think nobody knows that woeful secret you keep
so stand and watch my window and see me moon to you
ain't got to point at others, while you watch your granny
rogering Benny the dog, it's just for fun says you nasty
toerag,
so live in fear and accuse others cause sooner or later
your house of cards will one day come falling down
so you, you and you and the **** preacher-man
go **** yourself and better pray, it's all gonna come out one day
don't coming singing the blues to me, sunshine
Yenson Apr 2019
Those without a core
souls unknown even to themselves
flesh and blood that march along the lines
floating on waves like a fish  now sleeping with fishes
unable to know that not all float along with the western winds

In this setting sun and days
lives those who believe Coronation Street is real
do not voice it's celluloid drama or they tell you, you're mad
do not blame for minds not tendered but fed and pastured free range
finds gumption and intrinsic assimilation is but idle pursuit to them

Point and they go, wish is command
sing a love story and to all and sundry it's love forever
acquaintances of different persuasions become Romeo and Juliet
dare give an open honest look and empty minds says you strip them
how does an actress in dialogue show real empathy not there for role

How can planned roles and actions
unreal and plotted to achieve means dastardly ordained
be held as real and accepted as true when drama and chaos is aim
you then see that in a place were realness is a stranger to dim minds
anything is possible and as real as Coronation Street with no cameras

They talk love and have divorces high
noted for humour yet also the highest Depressives count
our word is our bond they say yet lying is abound in guises toned
Real truth is ring fenced and it's just believe what you believe mate
and we'll all believe and who goes out in the midday sun with dogs
Yenson Oct 2021
Why? Because we happened to have more melanin in our skin, giving us a darker complexion than theirs. THAT’S IT.

The violence, intimidation and aggression is based on THAT!

How pathetic and sad do you have to be to hold those racist views based on simple pigmentation?

I quickly grew to understand that racism isn’t a black problem but a problem for those who happen to hold those views. They are the inadequates, the sad and the lonely.

They are the deficient, the feeble and woeful, engaged not in celebrating life but in killing it. Racists are miserably feeble, lamentable and deplorable human beings.

Growing up understanding all this took away some of the anger I would feel seeing the fascist marches on British streets and prepared me for the racism I would experience myself when I got older.
BULLY BOYS
I walked into the BBC’s headquarters in London one morning a couple of years ago to prepare to read the television news that night. I decided to check the pigeonholes for mail.

There was an envelope addressed to me, so I opened it. Inside was a card with a gorilla on the front and a message that said: “People like you shouldn’t be allowed on the telly.”

A wave of anger came over me — which then subsided in a few seconds, turning to pity for the loser who took the trouble to buy the card, get a stamp, write the note and post it. The card was designed to make me feel bad about myself and who I am.
I grew up with pride in who I am and where I come from. Showing that pride does not mean having to denigrate others.

It should simply be an expression of the good men and women can do, whatever their complexion happens to be.
Mastermind host Clive Myrie reveals vile racist hate mail he received at the BBC
Yenson Apr 2023
https://www.tiktok.com/@mrspurnell282/video/7216104630491712814?isfromwebapp=1&senderdevice=pc&webid=7227618392286168602

Comrades of the Revolution
this is why we should redouble our efforts
for if we allow some little Prince to even breathe
it will show we are losing the power that belongs to only us
remember its about our birthright and the only order of things
this little Prince had the effontry to stand up to our people
who the hell does he think he is in our domain
does he not know our culture and power
Lets show we own his ***
in this our pleasant
Red Land
Yenson Dec 2022
It is a form of Anchoring, my friend
where someone will provide false scenario i.e. love
heartbreak, perceived relation, unrequited love etc. etc
for the harassment.
Often many possible false rationales and dilutions, disfigurements and toxicities
are planted to keep the victim confused and the focus of the harassment cycles
from one possible reason to another round and around
so as to keep the victim guessing in a self perpetuating guessing game where every scenario is portrait as a valid reality
and aimed to distress or to cause confused stimulations,
self doubt, fear, intimidation
or annoyance and ultimately a cycle of destructive thoughts and frustrations.
Tis the nefarious products of the terminally deranged
on active requirement campaign
to their cesspit of the
The Order of Fallen Lowlife in Certified Insignificant Haze and Daze
Yenson May 2020
Vacuous things in empty gales dripping
shamed impotent poltroon cackling witlessly
take odious face away and lose thy name to a letter
even kidadult coward begs anonymity for inadequacy

Old lout in fanciful fare seeks Zen knowledge
oh see the mask and pretensions in the arena of harlequins
where acts and deeds unmask to confirm and disgrace the uber clod
our nonentity bully who ascribe Enlightenment whilst a dullard dark

The Narcissist mentalist presents tosh prolifically
in mindless puffs praised by acolytes and him in other guises
childish taunts and deluded piffle showcasing stunted academia
standing that peculiar trait of ignoramus incapable of introspection

Nichiren says though its impervious to bullies
That which you give to another will become your own
sustenance; if you light a lamp for another, your own way will be lit.
our faker zen knows this, methinks not as he's still in the play-ground

Lest it not to mock the afflicted or crippled mind
but to remind that, "Cowardice and Hypocrisy are brothers
Born from Self-Interest, Insecurity and Fear " this a sanguine fact
Our under-endowed zenist (sic) knows hence the facelessness  and abbreviated identity




Do not do shameful things to make yourself hide in shame.....
Worthy persons deserve to be called so because they are not carried away by the eight winds: prosperity,decline,disgrace,honor,praise,censure,suffering, and pleasure.They are neither elated by prosperity nor grieved by decline. The heavenly gods will surely protect one who is unbending before the eight winds.
Yenson May 2021
Fools find no pleasure in understanding
but delight in airing their own opinions
A fool does not delight in understanding,
But only in revealing his own mind
as dusts reveals flights of vacuous winds

So if in his mind he finds the pleasure
of his measure is his desired treasure
let him air his opinions in spadesful
for sooner or later his chickens will come
home to roost likewise as their fellow birdbrain
keeper

Some say tis better for a fool to keep quiet
and seem like a wise sage in contemplation
than air opinions confirming one is
indeed a fool in foolish tomfoolery
attention seekers are but attention seekers
and despite all done
will still not fill the voids in their lives
93 · Aug 2018
When Will You Know.......
Yenson Aug 2018
There's a place somewhere when we'll all meet our Waterloo
There's a time coming soon when we have to give accounts too
There's a moment out there when you know judgement is due
Will you then lament and know you never walked in his shoes

There was a time when you had chances to be real and true
There were endless days when you could help to lift the blues
There were instances when you could have said this is for you
Will you now weep and plead I truthfully didn't know what to do

There were days and years when you scourged lashed and boo
There were nights when you plotted suffering for him to stew
There were times when you knew the truth yet said nothing new
Will you in this Presence claim you did not think things through

There are coming winds when Light shines and Falsehood blew
There will be triumphs of Graces in keepers of the Divine accrue
There comes a Kingdom of Adoration and joyous peace to view
Will you be left to the flames or standing true in Heavenly queue



Copyright@LaurenceA.26thAug2018.Allrights reserved.
Yenson Jun 2023
I  did no wrong
I was just an honest jobbing man like millions of others
but in senseless red mist
screaming ' The Trial. the trial' they came for me
Kafka turned in his grave
its Clockwork Orange time
Pray! what was my crime
I was the wrong colour and I dared to aspire
and I had absolutely nothing in common
with **** Bobby
who under the guise of being a Youth Organiser
of the local Socialist Movement
was organising his **** in fifteen year old girls
and making movements before moving on to another
Bobby called me a yuppie and hated my guts with a passion
I am everything he could never be and my tan made it worse
Eirst I was burgled
Then
“Somebody must have slandered Joseph K.,
for one morning, without having done anything wrong,
he was arrested.”
The Trial.... had begun
They said Robin Hood was in Town.....
93 · Jan 2019
Below and Above
Yenson Jan 2019
When destinies are sold at markets stalls
come harangue me about loss and changing fortunes

If a mother can whisper and awaken a limp dead child
come and regale me tales of the pain of a broken heart

When the crippled beggars on the dusty tracks in Bombay
Shows that invitation to a full lunch and dinner at the Savoy
come tell me about your suffering because you're unemployed
can only afford bread and butter for breakfast and chips for lunch

If M. Schumacher with millions now in lifeless comatose can leap up
And lunge for his wife ravishing her in fervent passion and hot lust
Do come and tell how you're depressed because you have no woman

The sound you may hear through walls
Is grateful laughter for the gift of another day alife with full senses

The pain you think you see in the eyes
Is the quiet reflection of gratitude that while you can see all colours
There're thousands blinded who think they can see

What you call loneliness and alone
Is The Higher Power assigning you time to stand aside and meet
The Soul within, to meet yourself in the realm of the true self

In the silence of the quiet there is no pain sorrow or misery
Celestial choirs in pristine forms heralds Glory Glory Hallelujah
He who maketh, giveth and taketh away

Destinies are not sold at Market stalls
Make of it what you will!
Yenson Oct 2022
There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

In the fullness of Light
they all shall be
Requite according to their work and according to the evil of their practices;
Requite according to the deeds of their hands;
Repay them their recompense.
Yenson Mar 2022
Too much of anything
becomes  
too much of nothing
a vast
ocean fades into an horizon
constancies
become drowned inconstancy
as white fades
to pale only to ghost into transparency
that is there
yet not altogether there in the blackground
crystalline sand
holds trillions miniscule dazzling glass silicones
yet enmassed
they are nothing but dry arid sands to be walked over
many can a times
be too much to matter or given second look or thoughts
Yenson Sep 2022
The object of Life is not to be

                          on the side of the Majority

               but to escape finding Oneself
                              
                                       in the ranks of the Insane


Marcus Aurelius
“The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.” ...
Yenson Oct 2022
Scavengers of the third tiers
thirsting in the unbricked malaise
of hoi polloi in incandescent underwhelming aggrandisement
in mindless toil chatter and strife
hawk babbles of lower fares

Feral pearls dulled and drilled
lost tribes of Eden in tormented loss
jiving in ***** and Gomorrah in Ivory tower of blame game
as lame Robins crawl in scarlet hoods
eating defeats hot and unshelled

Home grown Philistines bristling
shaded by brown and black hues sprouting
pond life crystals gnash and groan for birthrights in mirages
and cloudy nonsensicals' puff and hoover
into dramatizing fantasies vainly

The unwoke of Wokery amass
tis the age of harlequin warriors in drag
in consensus of Quixotic revolution against the Moor in sight
they spot designer millstones on long necks
in delusions their minds trespassed

Oh poor Goliaths how you have fallen
now eunuchs weaving rubber toys about
singing dirges mouthing ******* like inane babbles of toddlers
equality is not about sharing your miseries
your anodyne legacies is to only you and your rabble beholden
attacking my sinless mind will never be your redemptions
I did not steal from my neighbours
Yenson Sep 2019
We cordially invite you all
so do come one and all to our bonfire
oh come children of Cecil Rhode and Winston Churchill
do come children of the Brown Shirts and Enoch Powell
this is a special party and we have gone modern
We have one of them in our grid all secure and tight
We have a sport of Invalidation to do
and this is not going to be like the old time Religion
oh yes, we have grown smarter, we don't lynch them anymore

So please leave the white robes and pointed hat behind
what we do this days is called the Slow Death, much PC you see
We get our target and hype him up to tear him apart
Put out the news he's an arrogant rich ******* and a parasite
Smear him with lies and defame and slander him
wife-beating monster is always a good defamation to use
then hound, harass, bully and intimidate the *******
ostracize him so much and isolate him make sure he's left alone

Then launch the psychological attacks, we want him to suicide
ruin his career, his reputation and everything he holds dear
visit him relentlessly with grief, miseries and emotional pain
abuse and humiliate him and sabotage and depress him
it is our land we need to liquidate and eradicate this ******
spread fabrication, disinformation and misinformation
make that person a non-person, do all you know to frustrate him
Remember we are the Top dogs, no uppity buck is gonna live
Make sure you brainwash the others and use them against him
We are the controllers and the only ones that have power
Persistence is the key

Oh come children of the New Era and the woke days
no more crude tarring and feathering, its the era of slow death
We flip the show and he becomes the oppressor and parasite
its a war of revolution against Greedy Royals, that's your story
we frame the ******* and fry him in little pieces
We are clever, we are the army of the people, that's our story
We will invalidate that ******* *** and **** all that he was
We bring slow death, we take proper and decent out and trade places
We are the proud racist Invalidators, but don't tell no one...
,"the ***** is inferior intellectually to the European...[and] can only be humanised and civilised by Europeans.''
Yenson Aug 2022
Bolsheviks' and muzhiks and even kulaks too
wrap your chains round your necks
its time for Royal bashing
its age for Royal bashing
down with Royals
no more Royalty

but cowards, sorry I mean scarlet comrades
we are doing it by remote control
please stop crying and listen

we will show you how to work the remotes
but you will spend your own money
on the batteries to send waves

all those on computers pay your energy bills
time and efforts you must give freely
your minds and loyalties are ours

now get on with it dear slaves of solidarity
do not think just do as we direct you
down with elitism power to dummies
sorry I mean chummies
you know...friends
we're all friends
aren't we
Some people should be sent to the Tower of London and the chopping block be readied, that's all I'm saying. Mocking? mocking who....I'm just one man, one ordinary working class oik, and I'm not one of those nutters making Everest out of a mole hill, haha haha, Wonder what's happening to Prince Andrew, by the way.
92 · Sep 2019
the grounded grinders
Yenson Sep 2019
In their heinous vacuous vicious carcasses
****** ghouls with piercing wrath for brightness  
and its always been their duty to dehumanize the living
and destroy and make them recreant to the smelting cadavers
here stands one that only surrenders to the Divine and thus edifices
he who stands in the toxic bile of red dragons fearless and in grace
the blessed messenger of the Utmost that has bathe reptiles in shame
watching with contempt and pious disdain as fevered tongues flicker the belly crawlers writ and spin in their slime and cannibalize themselves
Cadavers know no shame, madness has no eyes an ears for enlightenment
in strangulated howls they hail marks of serpentine condemnation
inhumane sub-species the ghosts of past-particles from the caves
Yenson Feb 2022
there was neon at the office do
there was wine and cakes ambushed proceedings
                                the management was there and
needed no neon to see to see for real
neon is dim and dull
              and for the red-light districts and underground dives
where nonsense and fuckall are now locked down
                         for the down and outs
who know nada about rock'n'roll

elsewhere headboy is supping bottle beer
                   after a works meeting he says
the blues are cracking 2020 Mouton Rothschild,
                 and hors d'oeuvres from Fortnum & Mason
while a poor old lady is missing her dear dead husband
                                 and counting unspent millions at Coutts & Co

the peasants are mad on full or half pay
                                  getting drunk and fighting their partners
moving from Golders Green to coastal towns in their dreams
            neon flicker dim and dull
momentum at a standstill
          they are working in the garden as one does
someone has made another baby
covid does not affect blue *****
the blues can see proper and do it proper
                 no neon required
leave that to the underground and the strange cargoes
here's a gin and tonic
92 · Apr 2019
Untitled
Yenson Apr 2019
I was just a stooge
like all the thousands of others too
they tell you the story full of lies to manipulate you
each one hears a bespoke version that's suited for the purpose
you, go do this and say that
you go write this, we are just playing chess with him
what did he say, tell us quick so we can use it
in our on-going drama to flood his mind
We are the White Supremacist, that black is gonna be smoked
we've done this for a thousand years and more
you are all stooges, we've blinded you to the truth
play your part, this is Peoples power
get in his head and jumble it all up, he has to go mad
we can push him to suicide
leave in helpless, hopeless and vulnerable
But we won't tell you that, we don't want people with hearts
we are making you a zombie, a stooge, just another pawn
so we tell you he's arrogant, we tell you its a war against elitist
we tell you we are doing good
we tell you we are on the people's side
we feed you lies and half truths and **** lies
and we play you all to do our ***** deeds for us
we tell you its people power
we don't tell you we are hounding and harassing
an honest innocent man
who believe in honesty, justice and fair play


who stood up to WHITE THIEVES
who did nothing wrong
NO, we don't tell you the ******* truth
You are just pawns and Stooges
We are the Rulers
and you do
as we tell
you


https://youtu.be/Bv7KlgMfirE
Yenson Sep 2022
Does it not fit the shallows
to dig pits of despair
and the empties to fill their
vacuities with inanities

Do the dumbs not dream in
whimsical delusions
and fools do chatter sourly
from addled brain

Do morons not use **** heads
and sight blindly
and the morose hawk their fears
to themselves for nowt

Do the worthless not hide throwing
stones from glass gutters
and putrid underachievers blag tins
as their husks quiver

Do the contract of pearly thieves
not con campaigning losers
and inherent cowards to display
egg on faces imbecilities

What do crass and dross have
of note or significance
other than mudslinging and lies
from the lowly come the low
the haters hating... haha
Yenson Oct 2023
satanist spawns **** satanic verses
rallying from their infernal channels
in deciets they ooze their deseases
gargoyles in smiles spewing flannels

slithering the tree of good and evil
conquered spawns of the father of lies
eat, sweet plump red apples ain't vile
why be dumb and be mock in follies

mocked by satan they worship satan
vying for craftiest top loader influencers
giving sweet lyrics in toxins for cretins
hell's lyricists in satans poxy flatuences

they smile gamely in demonic throes
proudful slaves and messengers of Hades
conning the decieved for tithes et monies
jeweled hatted they fake to throw shades

condemned spawns your day will come
and unmasked ye shall reap consequences
the Tree of Life is the Divine's forum
in discernment we unhear your trespasses
but pray that the eyes of your hearts be opened
Yenson Jul 2022
In translucent fog
in back street disingenuousness
our bargain-basement scums and guttersnipes
corralled their Mata Hari
and trained her to lie like a rug
but like the scorpion and the frog
our bargain-basement scums and guttersnipes
started making a big song and dance
about Mata Hari being a big liar
for the spawns of The Father of Lies
this is what they do
they couldn't resist the urge.
" It's in their nature."
Yenson Sep 2019
Do they honestly believe
that when trash throw out their trash
it will all turn into perfumed orchids
to be gathered and taken into villas
as enriching and worthy gifts
of the gods
Chatteris
The low life town which has the most chavvy people in the whole of England, they place of junkies and smokers children from a young age smoke consistently and most of them can roll you a proper joint. Can’t trust anyone in this town as they consists of mostly snakes. A town with a ****** school Cromwell has the most ******* teachers (Mr smiths) Who’s a popular fav. Also the school has a ex stripper drama teacher and used to have **** Kennedy.
The most famous resident is ****** Stan bor who stole his mums car then wheelspinned it of the curb and popped all the tires. Good one Stan bor
Yenson Feb 2023
Oh! dear
what can the matter be?

Have the Salts become unsalted
are there sour flavourings
for the fish and chips at Wigan pier

Are the complaints
about the small chipolatas too depressing
or perhaps the king size saveloys are too rich

Its mad at the Republican Bar
the gangs meet to watch the red sunset
bully for them
they have nothing to loose but their chains

Its Springtime
come sing Dixie at the Black Prince Inn
and the Mud fight is still on

Comon people, everyone say
We rock, we rule, we are *******
but we don't care
Hahah hahaha....hahaha
Just for laughs in the "I'll beat thee, but I would infect my hands." .vein...
apologies to Shakespeare....
Yenson May 2023
https://www.tiktok.com/@mariemcmillan4/video/7238899880675134747?isfromwebapp=1&senderdevice=pc&webid=7239160445952394778



Had they sipped even just a drop
from the well of wisdom
or even laid a single toe in the portals
of rationality
or merely think a sliver of sensibility
in annuals of commom sense
or perchance allow the glimmerous of light
to seep into their denseness
perhaps even concede the meerest tint of gumption
into their weeping vacuousness
they would reason
they would comprehend
they would know
they would see
That the Royal House
that reared and produced three Medical Doctors
three Learned Lawyers
a Business Economist and four other Professionals
IS NOT
a Royal House that courts privileges
or believe in Entitlements
rather they challenge the Status Quo
and show Colonisers and Slave Traders
and those mad dogs and Co that walk
in the midday sun
what " Chutzpah " and honest endeavours
means
https://www.tiktok.com/@mariemcmillan4/video/7238899880675134747?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7239160445952394778
Yenson Jul 2019
The depth of my importance confirmed
the essence of me is edifying Glorious
as malice aforethought rages in desperate throes
dud triggers and the fallen snakes gnash gnarled teeth
and promise their rotten flesh to their idols of evil
hating all the sub-men they know and have ingested
all those semis that promised and offered nothing
as they laid on their backs and cursed their ******* luck
as another aimless pretender rides them in passionless waste
For now, A real He come to the fore, He that puts all others in the shade
the mostest with it all and what a find like no other
and how they hate, how they hate, for they know
There's o one else like this, he is the real deal
and neither sons, brothers, fathers, uncles or lovers
will ever match this David of a man, this small Colossus
the Shine magnificent, the real Adam, the Mahogany unstained
They can do nowt but hate, reeling in lustful envy and jealousy
Yes women kills the thing they love and can have,
By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave woman with a sword!
Some **** their love when they are young, some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Lust, Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because The dead so soon grow cold.
Some love too little, some too long, Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears, And some without a sigh:
For such women kills such a Man for hell hath no fury
like a woman spurned and they know this man is the Real Deal
and they can never possess such a Saint!
DO your worst, anything for attention. Go dream about me, think of me as you ride the half baked stiffs you call your own, yes fantasy about me all you like. I am not yours so go play with your toys and do with me as you like. Hate me because you can never ever have some one like me. ITS REALLY THAT SIMPLE.....
92 · Nov 2021
Its what it is....
Yenson Nov 2021
Please let us ***** the narratives
that subjugates the fact
that we have been in the presence of greatness
for we found no inspiration
rather we are overwhelmed by our porous limitations
and captured prevailing inadequacies  
in taunts hisses heckles and jeers we find religious fulfilment
abating our frenzied seizures' of mediocrity
in bland vigour we invoke the doped surrealism of stunted minds
and drown our sorrows in heady flippancies
the comfort of disparages finds fitting refuge with pale heated malice
hatred and envy are our protected tenants
in our gross souls they adorn our derelict minds like fake trinkets
let us ***** our toxic narratives its the totality of us
for it represents and speaks ingloriously about us in us for us about us
Please let us ***** our narratives
92 · Aug 2022
And we are lifted....
Yenson Aug 2022
To cut into my mind
and bleed my blue blood
you will need a tungsten dagger
hilt orbed and jewelled
expertly and intricately crafted
by none other but me
Alas, to your pain and chagrin
your wounds and woes
and the irresistible hot flutters
inflaming thine fixations
That scared anointed bejeweled
tungsten dagger
be told and inspired by Olodumare
and made regally by me
is ordained by the Host of the Highest
never to cut wound or maim
its illustrious and deserving maker
there is none other
like me
91 · Nov 2019
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
Yenson Sep 2019
A Colossus stretches and smiles
as the fire in Rome spits and peters dimly
a horde of barbarians cower in hidden lights
scribbling incantations to a hidden deity smite in disgrace
all can now see the fallibility of the uncouth couchers webs of deceits
as the jokers become the joke and vainglorious platitudes cough out
in the talking chambers the words are drying up save the heartiest
too ill to see that they are below decks manning the oars to the beat
the beat of the beaten who row as their fathers and fore-fathers did
a colossus stretches and smile and knows Olympus awaits in a far land
Yenson Sep 2021
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
Satire...........Gemini, Virgo, Sagittarius, and Pisces
These are the signs that end the four seasons and are more flexible and comfortable with changes in life when compared to other zodiac signs.
the
Yenson Nov 2022
Its all the fault of the Elites
boo hoo hoo, wails red robin
everything is because of them
look at him he thinks he's better than us
parasites, leeches, bring him down screams Mr Nihilist
but he's worked all his life, never stolen anything from anyone
shut up traitor, its our Revolution and we'll have it if we want to
we've got to complain as we sit doing nufink, that's what we do

Its all the fault of the Royals
boo hoo hoo, wails red robin
why should I go waiting at tables
why should I go do all the minimum pay jobs
or go do all the ***** jobs and get my fine hands *****
I am not an immigrant or an asylum seeker, let them do that
life is too short to mess around, meet me at the pub for a round
footie on Saturday and later I'm tanked enough to get my rocks off

Its all the fault of the ****** Tories
boo hoo hoo, hoo hoo, wails red robin
I went to a poor school, the Teachers were bad
my father didn't have a job, my mother drank to much
they didn't buy me Adidas, the Indian man got the job I wanted
the rich black footballers are taking all the hot girls and hot cars
how can I leave all my love ones and go make it in a foreign land
who will look after me, I cannot adapt or be flexible, I am pommie

Its all the fault of  Prince Jaffa of Jason
boo hoo hoo, hoo hoo, boo wails red robin
he's too bright and cool, he outshines us any day
he's rich and privilege and that makes us feel inadequate
he has a big one, he can come after our wives, our girls or mums
we are experts at all the bad choices and negative manifestations
we are good at doubts cause in all honesty we really know nufink



https://www.tiktok.com/@chriskjchoi/video/7166363429576396074
Satire

https://www.tiktok.com/@chriskjchoi/video/7166363429576396074
Yenson Feb 2021
With the extraordinary
who has climbed on august shoulders
to sip from erudite fountains and dine with sages
burnt the proverbial midnight oil and attain glowing summits
radiating promises deserved in proven flares

In broadening horizon
lies the fascination of learning the ordinary
as is the major stock of appreciative global heritage
to be as one with all for from acorns come mighty oaks
and true knowledge is universal as even from the mouths of babes

A sage had artfully said
brother you have too high an expectation of herds
in folly I disagreed glossily stated I am but mere one of others
why build walls or confine myself to proscribed limits of likes
no, I will embrace all and live as all and love as all and be all I can be

Well we live to learn or not to
so now realization wave lengths are indeed different
impervious to ideals or even basic humanity as nature proffered
most times the sightless will never see and mad hatred is congenital
witches an evil do exist sole mission to do nowt but destroy goodness
91 · Feb 2021
our dear chickens.....
Yenson Feb 2021
what's to prove to hens
chickens clucking inanely
drumming, drumming drumming
so daft they call their legs drumsticks
unable to soar gliding the winds with grace
ground dwellers missioned to peck on dirt and crumbs
what matters chickens other than at end roasted dinner on a plate
born ignobly to peck dirt the dumb fettered cowards with edible drumsticks
penned in or 'free' ranging all they do is clucking and clacking inanely
never will adorn like birds of paradise
never to sing like the gifted nightingales
never to flair in beauty and grace like peacocks
never to soar high in majestic livery and splendour as eagles
only to coo huddle and clucking pecking dirt on ground level nought
someone's dinner someone's fried drumstick someone's peppered wings
some day soon....
Yenson Jul 2022
Our Unions of Western Cargoes
and Red Social Engineers
who in philistine alchemist craze
are but of course
renowned experts in relationships matters

So we are not overly surprised
gregarious primal deeds
for in their esteemed scattered brains
good men are animals
raving monsters who deserved to be banned

I already told you in plain sight
them both hate eachother
how can the superficial in plastic life
know reality and truth
when real honest emotion is not bottled

Wounded incensed so-so goddesses
frustrated by their lame ducks
hate with a passion the real upright male
truthful dependable and honest
such must be besmirch slandered and destroyed

See them dip their oars and paddles
watch seeding of negativity
unhappiest do not deal in joy and positivity
pray tell how can they
even the most beautiful woman was some man's ex-reject  




ULRIKA JONSSON
article 09/07/2022
" I hear with growing frequency from other female friends — particularly those on dating apps — that they, just like Amber, are considering “swapping sides”.

The complaints all seem to echo the same grievance — and if I may sexually stereotype for a moment — that men are notoriously inconsistent and unreliable.

They display a reluctance to engage in honesty and have an inclination towards the ­modern phenomenon of “ghosting”.

They appear to have an inability to express themselves.

They tend to treat women as increasingly dispensable and have become masters of what can only really be termed “emotional constipation”.

They can be fickle, those lads, that’s for sure.

After more than a year of putting myself out there on dating apps, that is certainly my own, personal experience, too.

These do appear to be male traits.

And it’s for this reason I hear time and time again that women are contemplating changing what they are “looking for” on the apps.

Women are clearly feeling exasperated."
Read my poem...."where have all the good men gone...."
91 · Jun 2020
Untitled
Yenson Jun 2020
When you're well bred
you are gracious to hate from below
because you know haters are beneath you
and its **** ******* the ground where they crawl...
Yenson Jun 2022
Go play with the petty minds of your ilk's
where snowflakes drip
and pennies short of farthings marry tool
boxes with blunt edges
waving neon signs of induced paranoia
and coloured seeds in brine
for in their market place of trading places
its for sale at gun point
after all Chrissie Capone sold the copyright
and the blueprint of
planting seeds of staining and discolouration
as they do in prisons
to prey on and bully and intimidate victims
tap on the demoralising skits
and make yourselves puppies on chained leads
but alas not all are brainless
You can fool some of the people all of the time,
and all of the people
some of the time, but you cannot fool all of the
people all of the time.
do majority decide how long a piece of string is
ye simple buyers of neon jives
Yenson Feb 2019
Unique beyond parallel
A charisma that shines from an ageless face that glows
Smart, centred, intelligent, charming and deeply wise
accomplished in so many ways, as balanced as a scale
well equipped, he makes love like Casanova incarnate
a gifted brave, courageous specimen of a Man....

Atlas, it's something unique in our city
that those that excel and stand out in eminence and talent
are hated, resented, loath and tarred with boiling passion
the lessers become unbearably crazed with envy and jealousy
every sterling qualities galls in their mediocre minds and eyes
In wretched frenzies they plot and vie to cut, damage and destroy

A light shines too bright amongst darkened recessive hearts  
arrogant, pompous, supercilious, condescending they yell fevered
that's their malignant interpretation of goodness coated in malice
'thinks they are better than us, think they are superior and above'
the mindless becomes blinded by irrational hate, ignorance rules
releasing inherent self loathing, insecurities, inadequacies and pain

The crazed begin their Mad war to destroy talents and gifts
they spread malicious rumours, stinking untruths, vile vilifications
in sad cahoots, they lie, coercs, jajole, even bribe others to join in
launch a campaign of sick bullying, harassment and intimidation
Our psychotics fashion a barrage of mental assaults per their fears
A gifted talent in the crosshair of hell fire never started or courted

Thousands of gifted young souls have been driven to suicide
hundreds glowing talents diminished and curtailed by this evil
promising lives ruined and burnt because lesser minds oppose
these sadists propagate that democracy means we are all equal
so anyone that stands out per excellence becomes a hated target
a target of the dullards, the emotional stinted and the psychotics

Burke once said: “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men should do nothing.”
What are we passing down to the young, what are we doing

Let not any one pacify his conscience by the delusion that he can do no harm if he takes no part, and forms no opinion. Bad men need nothing more to compass their ends, than that good men should look on and do nothing.

It could be YOU one day
Same could happen to your brother or sister or some loved one
How would you feel.
91 · Jun 2021
Lion....
Yenson Jun 2021
When the lion sleeps
it does not dream about sheep
it leaves that to the butchers
after-all a lion does not need a knife
to hunt for his dinner
Yenson Oct 2022
Fleecy Lambs don't love Royals
neither can sheep
for in baying pens they flock
as dogs train them
how to be and where to graze

Timid sheep baying and baaing
Harry knows the score
it take strength and intelligence
confidence radiant
a self possessed mind uncommon

That which Meghan has aplenty
and Zara's Tindall too
an alpha-male with a mind set
plebs go eat your *******
I'll love who I want
I don't answer to you or any sheep

Sheep and Lambs can't love Royals
neither can dumb plebs
see the poised and assured Meghan
bright strong stylish sharp
not our chavettes celebrating dull & insipid
and bigging up mediocrity
all together in the sheep pen of the uninspired
the weak and the ignorance
Yenson Jun 2020
We write like we matter
and we know what we know
But what we do not know
is that we do not matter

For if we matter
we will know what matters
and knowing what matters
means
we will see what matters

Which is that we know nothing
but what we think we know

Which is that we do not know
ourselves

And that is hard to take
and even harder to know

So we just fake it
to make it

For when you do not matter
what matters what you know!
91 · Jan 2022
Stubs stubbing long.....
Yenson Jan 2022
your four to my nine
your pale to my luminesce
your density to my pure brilliance
your lower bases to my edifice highness
your grossness to my sublime refinement
your anguished noises echoing your emptiness
your delusions speaks your shame and insecurities
yours is finding refuge in mendacity and your poverty of wit
your little tools and limits of your incapacity enshrines your rages
yours are the open sores that weeps in defiance pointing bent fingers
Yenson Jul 2019
You have your world in you
and all things of the world contained
the pain, the corruption, the darkness and death's songs
you have the world in you, cause it's all your mind can see and take
usurping, you swallow all, fashionin' as your desires and greed allow

I have a life in me
its about Joy, Gratitude, Peace, Blessings and Love to share
Graced in Savior's light and triumph of  Divine Truths and Light
In calmness my spirit rejoices, in my life I see Glory and the Promises
I earned in honesty, give my tithes and shared harvests with praises

Deep in you, hangs your your world
fears, worries, pains are yours, as black secrets torments you
The life in me sees the world in you, you haul chains in lost minds
we speak the language, but you hear not cause your world is in you
Grandiose arid cursed witless lands, of those who think they are gods
Yenson Jul 2021
Countless damaged minds in unison
reigning their madness to topple
all failing and falling
in delusions and allusions
You hypocrite, first take the plank
out of your own eye,
and then you will see clearly
to remove the speck
from your brother's eye.
he is still standing
while you have fallen ages ago
Satire
Sumo wrestling was never for manky flat assed western cripples. hahaha...imagine a pack of  Chihuahua trying to up-end a lion,
maybe they should write dogs' poetry to the lion, it may just bore it to death, but somehow I think the lion will just laugh and wonder why his hors d'oeuvres are poets.
90 · Aug 2019
return to sender
Yenson Aug 2019
Are we bovvered
ending with a happy heart
is better than being a pathetic ******
dance say G. Kelly, mark my noise
says I, I've got rhythm in my career.
markminoise
Yenson Aug 2023
Inorganic BEETRAYALL is an amatuerish den-brewed beer
a sham concoction by some asinine metro-hicks and chavs

Its so weak and pueril as in made by bleached dregs for dregs
and only one like brainless moonshiners would buy this

Its so frothy and dense and a telling reflection of its Makers
as are all the other products by this Really Useless Group

In anodyne suspended disbelief they coralled some sheep
as propagandists to blah blah BEETRAYAL repeatedly

God knows how many times down the lines they still can't see
WHAT is inorganic is not REAL no matter how many times
you parade denseness and artificially infused BEETRAYALL

And anyway with all your bribery coercions and intimidations
people can tell and see you are nothing but a bunch of fools
peddling hogwash and bleached acidic moonshine

BEETRAYALL my foot, you've betrayed yourselves!!!
What does it mean to be inorganic? not arising from natural growth : artificial, made-up, contrived, a set-up, manifactured and so on and so on...NOT REAL
Yenson Mar 2021
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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 steal me silver diamonds, gold tobacco tea and
coffee and also a shrunken head from Peru
as if our heads are not shrunken enough
oh deer....oh deer.....oh deer
90 · Apr 2019
Untitled
Yenson Apr 2019
A man that slimes have spent over 25 years
trying to frustrated, drive mad and to suicide
laughs and takes the mickey out of simpletons
says that his big **** and amazing bed skills
has caused an epidemic of demented sad men
and hysterical deluded females suffering from
mad cows disease.

Please know the lower echelons find that ***
is their only cheap entertainment as money is tight
Now if we allow that Stallion to get our women
we will have nothing left for us and that can't happen
moreover these men from the lower echelons
know that they are pretty ******* in bed
they are not bright and good *** starts in the brain

so solidarity is our weapon here
we must oppose this Stallion and stop the women
from ******* this stallion ever, that's our aim
we can only last two minutes and that's long to us
but the women need longer and we can't manage that
that man with the big **** can go for 30 minutes
we must make sure we stop this beast horse man.
this poem was inspired by laughing to much about the antics of some yobs and morons who are so brain dead, insecure and under confident that real men frightens them to death.
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