I guess a Royal amongst heathens
is not a marriage made in heaven
wow! you don't say
Somebody surprise me, please!

Watch the carnivals of clowns
see how they beat the silent drum
feeding murky water to the deep river
and blowing air to the passing west winds
born with the the abacus of the donkeys
they have surmised that one and one makes one
The fanfare heralds loudly it takes two to tango
and if you want to dance you need no invite
you can hear the music blaring in the square
The passion of the feet should ferry you there

Do tell the clowns they are drumming in their heads
the river is full of water why wet the rain
blowing air in the wind is giving to the giver
and even donkeys know It takes two to tango
Someone tell the clowns that one and one makes two
for the toon town opera loonies feeding pies in the sky
save your water for the muddy pigs and fellow oiks
and when pigs can fly and mountains run
you can dance round the maypole with strays in your mouth
and pull your strings while drinking tea

When it's a culture of boy meets girl
and boys says after a drink or two
do you wanna?
and girl giggles and replies 'No'
and boy says 'oh com'on, you know you wanna'
and girl replies 'oh, OK, com'on then'

It's becomes easier to understand why our friends
believe so much in their 'planting seeds' antics
because for them it's the only game they know
being sheeps in a Nanny State where independent thoughts are rare

In their world, rare is the girl that says 'get lost'
'I don't know you enough for that sort of thing'
'No way, I am not here to be picked up for cheap thrills'
'Are you crazy, what type of a girl do you take me for'
'What makes you think I wanna be a mum just yet'
'Am I wearing a badge that reads Harlot'
'say that again and you'll get a back-hander'  
and the list goes on and on about other possible answers

So because of their mindlessness where rational thinking
is so rarely deployed
and the first though that jumps in their empty minds applies
These vacuous minds imagine other people are like them
so you have blinded one-track minded semi-illiterates
dropping seeds of doubts or whatever in confident erudite mind
as if their malicious prejudiced wrong and inaccurate opinions
matters a jot

Yes, get on then, you know you want to
plant some more seeds
Go on, you know you can't help it
You know you can't resist.......

Small things with small things
I feel their pains
shame the opposites
say they feel nothing
that just make small things feel smaller

So Covid 19 shows us again
a plague can ravish and devastate
but mankind soon finds an antidote
leaving the plague squirming and mutating
as it troubles itself over and over knowing its teeth
has been pulled
and its now just a study of mutants doing what mutants do
and Immunology is an exact science

dear omni micro
faceless in a cave
it tells its own story
just be grateful its hidden away
for the hot vixens will laugh you away
and the desperate will say just lick away no entry
so we understand your loss and know you're short changed
and can never walk where hunters with real lances harvest and feed
and in palaces where princes and centurions carry swords of honour
there are vacancies for eunuchs with pretensions to wordy sap poetry
you will need shades to deflect the radiance of the bright light
and big male pantaloons to hide the small holdings
reel in your angst and avert your eyes
when princes with big swords
praise the gods for gifts
you will get madder
for small thimbles
cannot do much
but make men
laugh at you

The one-track minds
wheels along in gratuitous
selves mockery
kitted out in ignorance gears
free-wheeling
in delusions and self-loathing
blissfully unaware
our riders of the storms
our alleged rain-makers
our pitch-forks prodders
our rotten fruits tossers
our witch hunters poodles
our home-grown Debbie Downers
our mongrels of psyche warfare
who are all very mindlessly involved
in their senseless struggles
and dumbly believe
that another is thus occupied as well
but hey no emotional investment
no hiking or honking on roads never travelled
why see me as a passenger
or think I'll react to vistas unknown
as told by dimwits in selves mockeries
I have no ride or die
I lead
others go on flights of fancy

To the East
a monster holds a living head
and in horrendous depravity draws a knife
and takes a life he has no living right to do
and we gasp and shout what a horrendous barbarity

In the West
a so called Health professional
sit in safe comfort and with deliberate ease
proceed to script toxic slanderous offensive slurs
onto a stranger who's done him no harm in any way

The decapitating monster in the East
justify a religious bent to **** all he sees as spawns of satan
The Health un-professional bully in the West
justify a class-hatred of another human who he sees as superior

Some say there's a difference here, that I cannot find in sight
for both are slaves to subjectives' inherent passion of hate
illogical, unreasonable, inhumane, ignorant and immoral vulgarity
A true Religion teaches Peace, Love and Harmony
it would never say **** others that do not buy your wares
A sensible wholesome human knows in diversity we grow and thrive
regardless of gender, colour, class, creed, age, Religion or sexuality
so why single out another and deal hate because of a class difference

As you say to the Monster in the East
where is your humanity, where is your mind
You also say to the Health Un-professional in the West
where is your professional integrity, your humanity, your mind
you say your duties are about the well-being of mind and body
yet in down time you do all to harm the mental state of another
you talk of freedom, liberty, Rights and tolerance
yet there  you are ganging up to deprive another of all these
When the Monster from the East talks of The spawns of satan
you make us think
Perhaps he's right...........

Twist and shout
Subjectivity is the arid swamp
where the maim and crippled lay
their deformed eggs
and roost on dire stumps infecting hatchlings
born to die in cracking blight
lacerating endemic cancer
the pales pale insignificantly
as **** outpours sophist innards
to be regurgitated to salve
the knowledge of nothing

The edge created for more money
became a tourist attraction for planks and planktons
the edgy idea left them all on edge
some things are money for old rope and egg on your faces
leave them to see what's not there

Hail us all in our vacuous cocoon
see not the chains we do not see
for in weakness grows our invisible power
as we rile and make it up as we go along
what they tell us we duly believe  
creating our drama of magicians
in our commune of rigged illusionists

Tell us no truth for we make our own
the unreal be as real as we want it to be
its always as we see and that's the draw
give us no minds to evaluate or discern
speak not of intellect or critical appraisals
in our lowlands of monkey see monkey do
good enough for our fathers good enough for us

Diluted information is power we hold
tittle tattle gossips and innuendos rocks
we hold dear our abilities in lies and falsehood
in delusions we trust as integrity means nothing
for a majority of cowards means bullying win the vote
we can make thieves saints and a man a horse
what is honour among thieves psychos and narcissists
we are but a solidarity of contemptible air head terrorists
drunk on fish and chips and bacon butties

One day they might find themselves
and when they do
they will avoid eye-contact

In the raw urban jungle
the wounded, the mendings and the 'soon be's' stumble along
hiding scars and bandages soaked in blood
dropping pills and drugs away from prying skies
a million lovers walk and smile but only two are real and sincere
that friend that had your back just told another you are pain in the ***
but its okay cause truth be told you know its all about convenience, that's all
a baby cries, a mother curses wildly but to the girls at work
she has the most beautiful bundle of joy
outside the Fertility Clinic a woman cries bitter tears
sorry, they said, but you can never conceive a child
in the stripe joints fat balding middle aged men with fat wallets
have young nubile beauties perched on knees
magnetic attractions, *** appeals in bucket loads
not
fat wallets
yes!
A future doctor and eminent scientist sits under a lampshade studying
from downstairs, a college mate is making jokes about that geek
upstairs, who's still a ****** and never drinks
an elderly couple leave the Prayer meeting, next stop is the Swingers Club down town
where a Reverend Father will be in latex whipping a nurse in a basque
Round the city in a posh Lav, a famous politician fresh from a TV
interview, in now lining up three lines of high grade coke
Hassan at the chippie doles out the hot wraps, no one knows about the forty grand saved under the bed, not even the Tax man
a mum is snoring in bed dreaming about that black builder she saw
dad is playing 'Call of Duty' if only he's done his duty upstairs
in a locked garage Eddie has turned the ignition on, the pipe in place
they will find him in the morning, with a letter and pictures of his three kids that his wife took when she left
four miles away, his wife is under Stan, Stan is a big boy
an attractive woman is with friends drinking and partying
none knows she has a serious illness and could collapse and die
A love song rings out in the night
the moon shines bright
a poet writes
its all about flowers and petals and rainbows and Princes and queens
poets are supposed to reflect real feelings and real
life as they see it
but this poet is a blinded idiot
the poet knows nothing about LIFE.....

I cannot tell the children of the Inn sweepers
not to eat the leftovers or sup the bottom dregs
or I tell them not to speak the parlance of drunks
born to the ferment of  ale fumes and saw dusts
destined hunter-gatherers of shortchanges    
and lower dives and shanty holes chicaneries
so
pray tell how the ravishing fouls and backwards
see beyond the dank and laden walls of misspent
can these tell us silver are polished and gold glitters
or pen proses in Latin with the flourish of scribes
who expects etiquette or form from bottle washers
can scrubbers in calico tell venetian laces from silk
one
does as one is borne is affirmation of natural truth
such as the gobbledygook of downtown ale births
is only meaningful to likeminded from the marshes
with eyes of green forked tongues and pilfering hands
we flinch not at the addled brain antics of fumed retards
or pay mind to the anodyne display of threshers caste
sour

Well!...what do you expect

We know all about planting seeds
and we know all about doubts
and we know all about breaking relationships up
and we know all about fakeries lying and spreading false rumours
and we know all about fertility
and we know all about ninety seconds 'thank you ma'am'
and we know all about ****** frustrations and venting on others
and we know all about jealousy and hating those that get things right
and we know all about cancelling and opposing those that are not like us
and we know that love is just writing poetry above love
and making things up
and we prefer childish men and deadbeats to real sincere stable honest kind reliable hardworking aspiring decent men

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News article on 01/09/2022

ALMOST a quarter of families in Britain are single parent homes, a landmark new study reveals today.

It is nearly double the 13 per cent EU average - and more than 90 per cent of them are single mums.


Children's Commissioner Dame Rachel de Souza is demanding the next PM puts family values at the heart of their agenda.

She argues they have a "protective effect" during rough times and that kids with loving families are "more likely to succeed later on in life".

Of the 8.2.million families only 63 per cent are married couples and 14 per cent are co-habiting couples.

The 23 per cent of single-parent homes are much more likely to struggle financially, Dame Rachel warns.
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Why do we have so many single mothers out there recently?
The politically correct answer is to of course, blame the deadbeat men. But I'll go ahead and quote one of my extremely left-wing, feminist professors, who surprisingly responded to this question with “It takes two to tango”, that while the men were indeed deadbeats, the women ought to have been more selective.

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****** permissiveness in society leads to more single mothers.

There is less decent paying work for men these days, which causes men to run away since they are ashamed for not being able to support their children.

Welfare is easier to get than before WWII.

Society is more tolerant of it. In the past, unmarried mothers would not have baby showers. It is much more common now.
Women are increasingly becoming single mothers by choice.

The precious gift of a spirit that transcends the flesh
radiant in the sublime gravitas of the honoured
incomparable worthy attest the cache of bloodline
the eagle of all seasons sees no famine in deserts' sun
in chivalry and courage a brave knows you stand alone
in callous cowardry knaves seeks hides in maidens robes
and in fakery weak imposters seek the communion of fools
cloaking with honeyed words the poltroons devious desires
seeking releases in the benign oases of the canals and wantons
we stand by truth and grace in love and life embracing nobility
we are fore first defined by the essence of self and real character
and in solid state know that for real amoureux like will find like
we know our father and I am my fathers son I am unfazed I am a one

A trained journo
a hack as sharp as blade
with a post-grad from City Uni
seen it heard it wrote it and tell it as it is
but then you come across a series of events of sorts
where even with al your nuance and trained detachment
its so utterly contemptuous that it becomes a non-story
not worthy of being dignified by An exposé
such is this that would even shame a banana Republic
and make Stalin and Pol *** look like Saints
to think we are talking contemporary
the so called age of Enlightenment
the space age our age of wokery and the metaverse
the age of social consciousness
in our new age
to then witness 'humanity' at its uber-gross
mega-stupid
ultra-*******
brightly blinded
stunningly disgraceful
and simply evil
deserves nothing but profound contempt
a story that neither upholds or deserve a shred of dignity
other than to state we have seen the rancid putrid underbellies
of happy smiling people
Ewww.....!!!

Intelligence recognizes intelligence and Stupidity
respectively and distinctly
Stupidity recognizes stupidity and people only
so it believes succinctly
that if democracy states all peoples are equal
then Stupidity is correct
to accept that all people are as stupid as Stupid is....

So its not possible or viable
to put your orange squash in an old wine bottle
for freezing
to drink later when its very very cold
I suppose only visionaries
can do this

Emotional immaturity
intellectual inferiority
spiritual bankruptcy
limited life-skills
Ignorance
uncultured
and they all gathered
to control cos that's democracy
i do not drink bigotry and prejudices
I share no kinship with your views and opinions
I do not learn by pictures or think in your base basic linkages
my mind has nothing to assimilate from inferior minds & thoughts
while you try using me to know me I will remind you puppets come
with strings
and your strings have been as busy as you have been busy all this time trying to work me out
to contain my worthy significance
when your democracy knows what Independence means
and you can make independent judgement and have independent opinions and free independent speech
then come back and we will sit down and talk
in the meantime go check what
TOTALITARIANISM
means

I just laugh internally
thinking
what would they have done
if they had something factual and concrete
to work with
but I already know
even then
I would still laugh in their faces
contemptibles in the west
can be so comedic
and hilarious

.
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

Lead you to where the grass is greenest
and the flowers are fairest
with evening rays shimmering in gold
but talk not for now for a nightingale sings for you
and I need to find every inch of glossy
and drink from plums in blossoming delight
my sighs grace silks and my whispers are accolades
to the warmth of natures magnificence
I will find dew in tepid clove and honey in hot aisles
in gentle sway I'll be your gardener
tend that precious mound
I'll dig deep in soft soil
and plant you a sturdy
root watered tenderly
you'll gasp in delight
and kiss the sweat
of my brow

Perhaps one fine day
we'll all wake up emotionally stunted
years of maturity and refinement will have evaporated
logic and rationale will be things of the paste
virtue and humanity will be base opines
and in bliss our minds will thrive
in negativity and pettiness
perhaps one fine day
envy and malice will hold sway as our beacon
and we'll all be proud owners
of grudging and poisoned minds
and make halcyon days
plotting ways and means to bring miseries to others
and find solace and enrichment
in laments and wonderful hatred that uplifts our souls
and celebrate that noble humans
can be baser and more retrograde than the lowest of animal
perhaps one fine day
yes, one beautiful radiant summer blue skied fine day
in all this
we will all wake up
look at ourselves and hold our heads up high
and say
we are human, noble and the best of creations
Perhaps one fine day

Membership??

we look for your Achilles heels
and if you do not have any
we will make them for you

Their experiment
was all about discovering
how foolish and dumb they are
but quite naturally
they are still none the wiser
Is mass hysteria examinable in
Hicksville by Rednecks
and Hicks

My kind of love

is not propped up in neon lights

wears camouflage fatigues and draws battle lines

for its in worth combined that our love is worthy

it concurs that with hearts real and true

the only power necessary

is the ecstatic pull

that compels our

togetherness

in worthy

delights

wherever

whenever

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.

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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

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....

The machinesed drones droning ozones
made of homogenised genes by replicants
from clinical doctrines and empirical indulgences
Soulless and efficient, bred for duties destructives

Capitalist fodder, programmed ready for earth's ****
Regulate as required, inputted subs with pigs hearts
Made followers with voracious appetite for blood
mechanised barbarians on leash with one track mix

Human shire horses in designer shods and faulty gauges
Manufactured manufacturers limited and corollated
Factories, dormitories partnered with like, watered
and bedded till tomorrow, audiod to the Sterling whip

Given ample ales, keep blinded and chained
Distract and cater to baser instincts, *** *** ***
Free 'love' free ***, valueless values, what values
Enjoy kids must return to work desk seven on the dot

Time is money, clogs and production
waits for no man, do or your pleasures denied
Money, money money, honey for bees, honey for drones
Soulless, dehumanised, pale, aged at thirty, heart attacks next

Vacuous ghost programmed dunces
Malfunctioning entities devoid of humanity
Superficial plasticated robots, destruction default
Industrial pieces with industrial minds
Chemicalized drunks with wired brains
They roam around screaming freedom and power!

Long noses nose nothing
except
sniffing hot air in and out
and poking it about with menace
until the Chinese decided
this is Red China
we Reds can dish it out but we can't take it
this is our revolution
oppression and subterfuge is our game
We've had enough of your sniffing
you pale faces and your long noses
So they did something about it
and put noses out of joint
now its government policy
every one must cover their noses
Huawei you like that
for poking your long noses about

Hey! look
there are the strings
just dangle and pull them
that's simple enough

what do you mean
the puppet is not moving
what do you mean you're pulling and pulling
and the puppet is not working

look any fool
can pull strings
you must be super stupid
if you can't work a puppet

what do you mean doubts
what's doubtful about working a puppet
the only doubt here
is if you have any brains at all

next thing
you'd probably tell me
the puppet is mocking you
yeah! go on pull the other leg
its got bells on it

God save me
some people are just born morons
there there don't cry
just keep on jerking on the strings
you're a **** anyway  
bla haha haha

Gaggle of discombobulated thugs and crooks
declared in vainglorious ignorance
we are going to alter your personality
and to those who speak our lingo
it means driving the man crazy
as the criminals put it more bluntly
we are going to **** him up
the man is a grass and refused to pay
extortion money for protection
so we will do him in, simple

years down the treatment
from our notorious enforcers
we are still huffing and puffing
we've done all that is totally out of order
hounded, harassed, defamed and slandered
wrecked and sabotaged, demoralized and smeared
but alas our operatives are now on tranquilizers
the man actually still stands strong and steady
year after year we have wrecked hell, fire and brimstones
any other would have topped himself or gone insane

he's shown us up and we are mad as hell
nobody dares do this to us, nobody we say it again
go read about criminal gang stalking and see
everything on how to silence grass most time for ever
now all we can do is just keep repeating ourselves
in hope of eventually wear him down, push him over the edge
we've visited him with all the horrors of hell
we have terrorized more than IS and those beheaders
yet this grass man takes the mickey outta us
let us just recruit more of those stupid pawns and keep on
quite honestly all this is doing my head in and I am a topgangster