the Medicine man
he say
Having high honeyed wines for a period of time
can damage your blood vessels and nerves, including
the ones that supply your childhood homes even
This can restrict the amount of water pumping the well
flowing to your cosy room,
so you can lose some warm feelings and happiness
This could mean you have difficulty getting to dance
around and sing
both physically and in how you feel

the medicine man
he say
do not mind the crazy truth of the false shaman
who lost his head when he saw his little horn spirit
that never comes up at digging times
I the wise medicine man
know you have to be clean always for its easy to catch the pox
and you have to measure and time everything
or else you're out for the count
for the aches and pains of a feeble body
hurts even for candles in dry climates
the shaman calls the truth is nothing but a cheap senseless
charlatan
he's born of a ***** and sells his potions to ******
and he lives with Ali baba and the forty thieves

Go wash your plates and cutlery
and put them on the rack
Oh..why can't the servants do it
they do yours and dad and the little girls

I'll tell you why darling
servants have moms who taught them
how to wash and dry  up
I would not be a good mother if I didn't teach you
how to wash and dry up
and lots of other skills

And you know something else young man
before you ask anybody to do things for you indoors
make **** sure you can do it to

when you're married I don't want your wife thinking
what kind of mother raised this man
she'll love appreciate and respect you even more
if you're responsible and capable

I'm not going to get married, yuk
that's up to you
don't you want to be as happy as daddy is

yes, but I don't see him washing plates
Oh..I forgot I have seen daddy washing plates

there, see

I still don't want to get married
girls are silly and they tell tales....

I was made bespoke
by distinguished minds
you are made in factories
by hot unskilled labour force
mass produced and homogenous
therein methinks lies problem of quality
you live the laws of of supply and demand
who is the hostage to fortune tell me do, you or I
but I can tell you this much in effacing graceful certainty
I was not made cheaply neither am I burdened by ****** displays
that we know is your bane as we also know quality speaks for itself

The computer built by savages
held a fake Hard Drive made by Scottish Magpies
all external with no verification
whilst a Mainframe Computer is the real deal
the savages took their dud and market it militantly

Simpletons galore brought Scottish Magpies computer
in glaring ignorance they proclaimed keyboard at the ready
load in this disc and watch the show
we are now Gamers with total control
here's the operating Manual but its written in Advanced Braille

oh what a joke to see Barbarians play with dud triggers
this doesn't appear to be working says a semi-barbarian
don't be silly says Scottish Magpies, its working but its all invisible
just make sure you do a headstand when you access the keys
and know it NLP, that's Natural Language Processing
so come to us and we tell you what to say and do

A Mainframe computer is the real deal
Sophisticated, it uses a mainframe because only big iron provides
the processing power to support the many functions  required in a trained informed intelligent mind like factual support
clear and logical processing, while able to monitor signs of fraud,
like crooks, Barbarians and Scottish Magpies in elaborate frauds
as well as perform analytics in real time, and more—and all simultaneously.

This is not a Computer with a one word reference trigger
or visual perceptions programming for the dummies
Don't bother tell that to the Simpletons, its all above their heads
Don't shatter their dreams, they have been told they have Power
just leave them in their Kindergarten playground

From their sources
all the hysterics, histronics, dramas and operas
from this view
nothing resonates, nothing is remotely evocative
nothing triggers nothing
the clone in their crosshairs
so far removed other than perhaps the mere physicalities
this was Chris and Joan's 'Truman Show'
sanity was and is never never a party to any of all this
and The Emperor's new Clothes meets Pin the Tail on the Donkey
and people are led down the garden path
who said 'you can#t fool all of the people all of the time'
and do you think crminals are sometimes called Racketeers
because they play Lawn Tennis, of course, Not
Anyways,
say what you like, but
at least our gangsters are nefariously adaptable
when Chris and Joan smeared their lies
they were sure the target would run away soon into the aftermath
who is going to brave Hell
he didn't run
and he faced Hell full on
So its his fault if we keep on making it up as we go along
the charade continues
its psyche warfare, its Neuro-linguistic programming
its perceptions Assualts, oh its Sensitizing, no its Anchoring
no, no, no try Haunting, how about just Bullying and Harassment
Whatever,
who will tell them they are fighting a clone
I just have a Front Row seat
and I'm munching Cashew nuts

At vesper I sing no songs of redemption

those were chorused at the birth of my soul

but find me always in the choirs at Thanksgiving

for in my Creator's grace I stand in place as one anointed

providence by Dieu heralds celestial chants in Glory and Light

This in my blood is my beloved son in whom I am well pleased

They were already mad
and he was not copying them
so they went absolutely insane
and started staging a drama of delusions
not only in their poor heads but in public too
it was much ado about nothing but not by Shakespeare

sing me the rhythms of the saints
street lives spare me your jailhouse rock
boil your heads in your weeping west rains
ain't you just blinded losers 'n schmucks in the flock
posturing & miming like Marcel Marceau in mad pains
chewing 'n puking white house blues of hill-billies that *****
like they know **** of love when ya papas dan scoot off on da midnight train
and ya mamas are sneaking down the alleys with Hank 'n Marvin for some rucks
go get Nev for its time to flame the cross and go badger-baiting in the Plains

broke the egg
to whisk the yoke
only to see the yokes
are round their feeble necks
in the egg laid a gem like no other
more luminous than the rarest pearl
a star diamond with myriad faces of glitters
too precious for necks with yokes of common strife's
for tis' wise to cook for dinner the goose that lays golden eggs
for what is gold to the weighted yokes that's family heirloom for them

“ And so they went to war......coercive game” to wage new form of disruptive non-violent protest against the powerful, but undemocratic cliques by targeting individuals who belong to these circles, but stay under radar of democratic process. I don’t think the object of the attack matters – it’s the method of the attack what matters. Instead of exposing something they go undercover and “fix” situation as they see it fit their agenda whatever it might be. Since everything in their game is secret they are themselves the definition of word “undemocratic.”  

If I was greedy by working, paying Taxes and not a burden to the state
Why not simply call me out and expose the reason for your accusation
Why a ruthless covert war, why spread lies and disinformation and
misinformation
They could not do that
These are Thieves and Criminals
out to silence and discredit and hide their criminality
They is no guilt on my part, I called out thieves and scumbag crooks
By now
I should have had a breakdown
I should have left the Country scared out of my wits
I should have committed suicide or been incarcerated in jail
least they wanted to soften me up, turn me into a witless dummy
a confused withering fool pushed from pillar to post, begging acceptance.
NO
I am not intimidated by Thieves and their Mobsters
I am not softened up and I will keep unflinchingly to my truths
Fools, how can memories of my poor wife that you broke
blackmailed and made her leave depress me when I know the truth
Was happy she went as it was most painful watching her suffer
You know I could have gone looking to bring her back
I did not because I felt good knowing she's out of it
THEN
you tried creating unrequited Love that I saw from miles away
I didn't take the bait, yet you drone on like imbeciles that you are
anything to drain, depress, demoralize, break, torture or torment
I laugh at you gumption-less sickos cause its now obvious
no matter Criminals are really stupid, imbecilic, asinine fools
Its really true that nobody in their right minds ever wants to be
a criminal. You are semi-illiterates, worthless paranoid, fearful, twisted, psychotic cowards and Narcissists
AND
those are the well known tools you project on to your victims
thinking because they are not hardened Criminals like you
they will break and crumble
To be hounded and followed is your worst nightmare
To an innocent man, its a pack of fools wasting their time
I haven't done anything criminal, why should I care
You hide underground, you need secrecy and anonymity
I have NOTHING TO HIDE, EXPOSE ME AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE
YOU ARE SCUMS AND CRIMINALS, THIEVES, BURGLARS, THE DREGS OF SOCIETY...the shame is yours NOT mine

White thieves and Mobsters in London putting the bite on a blackman who they stole from and who stood up to them!

YOU DON'T SCARE ME CHEAP DISGRACEFUL SCUMS
YOU DO NOT SCARE ME ONE TINY BIT......
Do your worst, scumbags.......

They said you wanted a maid
That you were born with a silver spoon
that you have a sense of Entitlement
and every had come easy to you
so I must be as difficult as possible
that I should treat you mean
told me you'll come and cling on to me
they said you were broke and would soon start borrowing
they said you were violent and a Dictator
that you will start dominating me
cause you're a Chauvinist Pig
They said your style was
Treat them mean to keep them keen
Those ******* liars were so convincing
Now I see what their aims were
but I can't let them know I see their evil machinations
I just played along because I was overwhelmed by them
You said their game was 'divide and rule
you said they just wanted to isolate you
with smears and character assassination
You were right all along
these are evil people
I thought I knew that all along
But the Devil tells the best story
they say.........
those sick lying *******
even call themselves
The Red Devils
Now I can see how
they really hate
a successful
black
man

I just see the iridescent shame
retching in glowing septic degradation
the tutors of all with the magic of progress
giver of flight and speed enamored pearl of wisdom
whose kith and kin afore floated in fragrant translucent grace
only to morph in astonishing disgrace to rabid sewer rats in cesspits

In glorious light in inspiring tomes
history showered heroism warriors fair and brave
justice walked in incorruptible honored equitable prances
then before me curtains unfurled to show rot and foul depravity
of rogues thieves maiden vixens and liars and decayed minds thugs
sequined cowards in brogues and narcissistic twisters in vapid glows

Civilization is a liar coated in gloss paint
hateful illogical vengeful shysters mill along honest movers
tainting deceiving nefariousness befriends politics of race hatred
galloping on false slogans claiming unity bereft of truth in daylight
dark army in white camouflages heralding greed in their known greed

where is the pain in opened eyed truth
show me the suffering in honesty and a life well made
one sees the Pope naked in toilet in handcuffs and dog collar
or a favorite respected Teacher unmasked as a ***** in a brothel
the ninety-nine problems are not mine but yours and your Cabal
how are the mighty fallen when they have shamed the Hope and Glory

Who would have thought
the vacant children of our Colonial Rulers
their fathers were
them hard hats who said we were backwards heathens
who all lived in all the big mansions and rode in flashy cars
remember they ran the show and sent cocoa and tobacco on ships
they built roads, bridges, churches and schools
made our fathers leave the lands
moved them to the city to work the mines
you see them prancing around like they were kings

Well, look now,
who would have thought
their children are half-educated irascible runts
poor and manner-less they rove about witlessly
full of angst and hate they spend their time attacking foreigners
they get so envious and jealous that they simmer in pain
screaming some ****** politics they froth at the mouths
remember them Colonials use to tell us its all for the good
of the Commonwealth
I can tell you the commoners here now are not wealthy at all
in fact they are crazy people
they steal like expertly trained church mice

You know what really gets them totally insane
a successful privileged black person
I tell you babu, that makes them see RED, I mean hot blazing red
they go totally loco
You should see them hopping and steaming
they do something called hounding, were they follow you about
lying to people about you and harassing you endlessly
they really cannot bear a well to do black person
they do it to all the footballers and sport or show-business stars
that are black
Yes, its come to this, the children of the great empire
are now poor second class citizens attacking black people
for being rich and successful
Who would have thought

in the delta of ignorance
the tributaries run backwards
to the ponds where fools with small rods
loyally compensates their shortcomings in foggy mists
and in the limiting breeze of white haze they rue their cowardice
for in shallow depths they are born and in shallow depth they stay
the stickleback tiddlers in mucky ponds yapping at dolphin in royal grace