Racists know all about Aversion Therapy
the colour black terrifies them
they say it puts doubts in their minds
about their manhood's

If I may
a word of advise to thieves and Extortionists
not that I know anything about your nefarious proclivities
as I do not fraternize with your sorts or attained a degree in Thiefology
However may I say
that as your stated intentions were to discredit, drive me paranoid
and subject me to your 'slow death' program
it would have helped you and your gang and Red cronies
if
your daughter Joanna did not directly verbally inform me
that I had picked up a bug
And your other various scumbags, hooligans, cronies, thugs and henchmen as well as those fooled and misled vigilantes
added from the onset, that
that my head was going to be done in
that you'll all put a million nits in my head
and a thousand worms in my ears
that my life was going to be made a living hell I would wish
I was dead
that character assassination, public humiliation was in operation  
that a vilified clone of my good-self has now been fabricated
that you are slinging so much mud at my stainless character
that you are blackening my name beyond redemption
that you will frustrate, isolate and make me a pariah
that you'll make certain I will never find anyone to trust or love ever again
and that
everything I say will be 'taken down and used against me'
SO PERHAPS
if in odious dastardly Narcissistic ARROGANCE
you had not voiced these all out to me gloatingly
who by the bye happens to be a trained journalist
with the journalistic abilities of Objectivity and Detachment
YOUR EVIL WICKED HEARTLESS INHUMANE DEVICES
would have given you the victim you so eagerly want
How can someone watching fooled, blinded, manipulated people
acting out silly ridiculous skits and street theatre performances
gas-lighting, running Fools errands and writing negative *****
the asinine bullying tactics of mobbing by crass mobsters and scums
One see all these as nothing but laughable, pathetic, pitiful, demeaning undignified nonsense by crass undignified lowlifes
SO THIEVES, ANARCHISTS, GANGSTERS and MOBSTERS
You may like to Now take it on-board
IF YOU WANT TO DRIVE SOMEONE PARANOID DO NOT TELL THEM FIRST and do not pick a journalist....
just saying!!!

The shameless comes to blow their horns
and dud jocks in Brandy vapour extol hot air
lowlifes from highlands pulling putrid thorns
for thistles and barbs in drunken heads has no flair
running from the busies hiding in mainland by the noos
on burns night the soot will still hang high unfazed by lies
the black and tan and all know you all and whats in your lair
the shameless held in contempt has no draw and still lives in dire

raging against excellence
blowing hot air from damaged bellows
its lambing time at the farm and the farmers toil
the sheep are bleating their loads heavy and laden-ed
they bleat in distress and pain begging release for their burden
in muck and miseries the white woolly sheep lament their fate
born to pasture to lambing to gamboling to the abattoir to stew casseroles
and so they bleat and bleat in fleecy white coat and flimsy small minds
and sing baa baa and bleat baa baa and go on about a little girl who lives in the lane
hahaha    hahaha   hahaha

There is a place
where very few go
for it seem too good to be true
but its really too true to be good
for to most what is good about truth
all it does is make then run away from themselves
to a place where all is good for all is false and untrue
but they all meet in agreement that in good there is no truth

At least some got off their *****
and put in enough effort and graft
to attain higher reaches in mind and rewards
exceedingly well to the point of inviting envious glances

while some remain lazy and dulled
lacking sense efforts and inspiration to progress
with opportunities begging yet opted to fester in crime
blaming this and that from rulers to elitists but not themselves

see now the disgrace carping wildly
willowing in destruction and plotting damages
deflecting self loathing and mind and efforts impoverishment
in wooden headed gymnastics hawking the snake oil of mutiny

in deluded propaganda and hate
with fundamental ignorance burning bright
and inanity and cowardice leading charge of the dim brigade
our mob screams nihilism of ONE ex colonial subject as golden trophy
Please award The Victoria Cross all round
never has there been a more deserving matter for contempt ever

An unblemished core resonates in right quarters
even thus un-robed Cleopatra's Needle is still a worthy edifice
call not the stigmata a bleeding wound but a penance in glory
of a blameless man that blessed with truths the world disavowed

The honor of oneness is never bestowed on heathens
love is in the heart of the circumspect lovers when lust they mean
to hide in fear and gladden the niggling voids of the lost minds
where words trip off tongues to dress carcasses in white charades

The sordid debts of your ancestors remains unpaid
in front gardens with redbrick walls the bearded call to towers high
your birth fabrics in tatters while your veins flows contaminated
your children and you dance in salt marshes zen ten nooses awaits

Bloated on ignorance and with asinine bravado
the condemned facing the hangman trills, meet me at six for a pint
I have a date with destiny but it can wait, what do you say
One would say, you think I have problems, wait till you see yours

And all of me sank in
in tight soft velvety delight
and tender lithe frames parted
needing more cove to grip the hard heat
syrupy honey honed the padded corridors
while a twosome interlock began jolting rhythmic vibes
with tresses aflinging a compliant bird cooed its big and hard
and warm honey  coated slippery gulls in valleys cave engorged
a sweet typhoon rolled, turned smash and soothing rammed endings
bringing screams of passive acceptance yet warning a incoming storm
then throwing doors open as warm tidal waves surged in heaving all
a large log laid right in middle of the floor wedged in tightly and wet
a bedraggled bird with matted downs chirped softly and breaths again

And from go you fight ***** twice over and ever
your trodden paws bleeds
Faceless aerated heads devouring masters voice
hunger guts your anger
Your inheritance a pittance soured in benevolence
mining salty dusts names
In foggy minds prancing in brawns breathing fire
asphyxiating blanched soot
venerating your helium orbs of vainglorious putsch

And so you fight ***** from your bequeathed dirt
the inglorious sermons
from your indistinguishable linages from the pits
Your tuneless despair
rings from your eunuchs shrews and your Fagins'
You spew irascible ditties
posturing legless from your cabals of marked cards
the yesterday's Bolsheviks
Always dysfunctional bridesmaids never the brides

I am chasing rainbows
the different colours entices
a brilliant band of primary hues joined
dazzling together against the soft blue clouds
and then in a jiffy we all disappear and move on
we don't stick around and hang in the sky for yonks
no deep attachment or cling on to a colour for too long
we are all free as birds to do as we please nothing ties us down
and we join up whenever the sky needs us to light up and do an arc

I am chasing rainbows
please stop trying to make me dull
who needs columns and pillars in a foundation of me
I don't need to hear stories of ever-lasting and children crying
my light is not just for one to put in a house and claimed as owned
belong in a rainbow with other colourful mates to dance and shine
don't probe me with your tools or call me to come out just like that
I could be anywhere Italy, Japan or up North or in green-land alright
Remember my time-line and know I answer to nobody I do my thing

Wonder if its really frustrating trying to frustrate
from a prostrating position
why most they always have to do everything
from a lower position

and down below
speaks the voice of little things
with little meanings in the gaze of wisdom
its the little things in little lives that means little
yet it asks so much of them for they know little and say much

Did they not set the wild dogs
in pursuit
as a hapless forsaken soul runs
blindly
trampling through forest seeking
freedom
as hide flaying soulless miscreants
give chase
Hahaha hahaha  Its a game isn't it!

Did they not  tie and strip grown
men down
in view of others such beleaguered
to **** them
and order their blood brothers to
**** them too
ain't it inherent for subhumans to
to dehumanize
Hahaha hahaha  Its a game isn't it!

Did they not invade your lands
and stole
looted plundered your worthies
and laughed
were you not told you're nothing
and they gods
who rule everywhere and everyone
in everyway
Hahaha hahaha  Its a game isn't it!

Did they not put you in iron chains
an leg brackets
put harnesses in your mouths to gag
you speechless
and make you as horses and donkeys
to plough fields
and tell you you#re mere cheap labour
to do as ordered
Hahaha hahaha  Its a game isn't it!

Did they not inform The Black Prince
we hate you
know we deem you arrogant for coming
with no chains
for knowing who you are and owning
your mind
for being honest wise decent and refined
not a chattel
No! No! this is not a game....this is War!

Hear this big man
hey! listen up big boy
its not about the posing
messing in make-believe
or hamming up the jive vibe
we are all in this sins pit together
and there we stay till due expiry date
don't bust your nuts at me getting het up
that's the game the Movers want us to play
put down your hands and engage that brain
see it straight an keep it real cause that's the score
pulling the fast moves and talking the ripe *******
is merely buying time to sell all promises of tomorrows
getting in my head ain't smart its your head you address
cause you fix that right you ain't going to need bother bout me
if you do it will be because you know we're brothers in common
the simple is made hard to confuse the simple so don't buy into that
we're all on point its how we wear our fatigues an our kits that shows
if we're prepared for the comings not in-fighting's between us recruits
The Generals and Movers above don't give a toss, they don't do front-lines.......

" They matter little for they are little things"

Their masters planned
that the placements of the abberatting
black pawns into negative prominence
is to elicit a disfavourable or disliked sensitization
which in their banal assumption reinforces a repulsion

Given that such premise
originates from Social engineers
with next to nothing knowledge
of Emotional Intelligence not to mention maturity
its pitifully obvious these are minds rooted in egocentricity

A fool thinks himself
to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to
be a fool, never is an adage so relevant here
does the pawn spewing dressed garbage in nature
know he is merely a garbage-man never an influencer

No, the lesser minds
have no introspection either morally
or even spiritually as semblance is key
sham people sham minds and sham pontifications
without the self respect to know they have no self respect

Ahoy, me mateys
please ye let it be known
that our ancestors sailed the seven seas
plundered and stole
over twelve million sturdy tanned Africans
in ruddy daylight
So ye better know now and be ****** sure
we ain't giving up
on our mahogany Lord Fauntleroy de Swagger
whose ancestors
dodged iron ankle bracelets and Sheffield chains
the first time round
the popinjay in airs and grace dared coming to our shores
unchained thinking freedom
No siree, not on your ****** Nellie, haha like ravens can talk
we've got you now sunshine
in these modern times we now have invisible chains, don't yer know
and can make plantations
on capital's tar and concrete with thousands of tamed house slaves
to do our ***** work
so go equalize in ya dreams while learning the blighty version of Dixie
and he laughed and laughed and laughed amidst the band of fools

Do scatter your attentions so cheaply
for deep deep down
you know really that they are worth nothing
you toil so hard
from fleece spun to woolly white piffles and tosh
but its fit only for you
for due and worthy attentions are sought reverently
and never the cheap ones
from the cranky attention-seekers who in disturbed malaise  
stones their attentions to others in angst
those in revered attentions owns them only to share with dignity
never needing to scatter them cheaply
from notable sublime comes prudence and wisdom needless of show
self assurance and probity never wanton
from the base comes baseline effusions carrying due effluents inherent