You wanted war from a hamlet in the next county over.
But when it came to joining you were unable.
Mouthy only when there were no stakes.
You are first and foremost amongst fakes.

Petitioned for expulsion of all those not native.
That was until you realised you’re a foreign creative.
Never heard an opinion swing so quick and severe.
Surprised your head is still attached, dear.

Vacated your home for a whole new den of rich thieves.
Throwing in with them was something of ease.
But you were and continue not to be.
For you are a fraud pretending you’re aristocracy.

What was your name again?
Barry, Brad, Brandon or…
I thought it began with a B.
No, maybe it was Lisa, Laura…
Should’ve started with C.
I remember now, it was Rich, Ralph, Roger…
Oh who really cares.

I remember when you flew too close to the sun.
That flash lit up our entire horizon.
From East to West there were obituary’s written.
Passing traders spoke of the tragedy that was your immolation.

As years passed an edifice to you was erected.
No name carved which left many conflicted.
For you had been our most favourite daughter.
Brave and fierce you faced what became your slaughter.

Decades now and your grave is swamped.
Swallowed up by natures ever reaching fist.
Your tale sadly has been reduced to myth.
But I recall every detail with crystal clarity.

Fifty years since that fateful day.
Now I am old, unsteady and white not grey.
Your monolith has sunk into the marsh.
I am the last to recite a story now perceived as farce.

Ninety two and on my final wheezes.
Finally your name has seen increases.
Temple erected around your ‘final’ resting place.
A smile that brings to my now resting face.

Freedom is only free for those on the ladder.
If you’ve fallen off then you’re treated like a leper.
Seen as lazy with no prospects or use.
A drain on society that should be removed.
Yet what does that mean if you dug into it?
You’re talking about euthanasia, you heartless creeps!

Sick psychopaths, you’ve lost all your empathy.
These are people just like thee and me.
Down on their luck or screwed over countless times.
They deserve life just like you and I!

Prosperity is cheap if you have the money to buy.
Alas not everyone can be that kind of guy.
Though still you pass judgement about who they might be.
Well I’ll tell you now they are better than you any day.
For they have heart, soul and compassion.
You meanwhile only care about your bank balance and a latest fashion.

Sick psychopaths, you’ve lost all your empathy.
These are people just like thee and me.
Down on their luck or screwed over countless times.
They deserve life just like you believe you have a right to whine!

Halt your vicious tongue.
For you are not immune.
One false move and that could be you.
Yes homeless and hungry being viewed as a scourge.
When truth be told they only need a helping hand.
So rather than doll out disgust show some humanity.
Rising tides lift all vessels as they’re treated equally!

Laced with a deicide mind bred for a single thing.
Wait for the inevitable boom that’s about to ring.
Fuelled only by negative sentiment.
Does this sound like a healthy environment?
No, and that’s because its not.
Yet this is social media in its current state.
Tearing down those who only wish to share.
Programming is to what the masses do adhere.
Unable to form opinions without a guiding hand.
Why not just demand you are told how to follow someone else’s command?

Friend is foe and family is disowned.
All that matters is what some ‘star’ might condone.

Lashed until venom is the only language you speak.
Hard on to turn every day into something bleak.
Driven only by that desire.
Its the worst kind of internal fire.
One fuelled by the adulation of those of this hive mind.
Each and every one of them is right from wrong blind.
With ammunition up to their eyes.
No care for who might soon die.
By suicide or mass vicious slaughter.
Could be her mum, his sister or your youngest daughter.

Friend is foe and family is disowned.
All that matters is what some ‘star’ might condone.

Blind, dead and dumb.
The deaf perished before all of them.
Defiled has become a religion.
Sowing loathing and breeding obsession.

What are these puppet strings that I pull?
No solace is given from this activity.
Weaving a narrative meant to be amplified.
But all I feel is my world divide.

Forget pollution that I forged.
My mind I want torched.
Cleansed of what I have wrought.
Lay me to rest or show me a way.
To prevent this abomination that I carved so excessively!

How do these chains fix an ounce I have done?
For I am the one who tore down our son.
Butchered innocents as they did sleep.
Smile at the expunging of peace.

Framed in a manner I don’t deserve.
My mind needs to be purged.
Cleansed of what I have wrought.
Lay me to rest or show me a way.
To undo these abominations I conjured fanatically!

Pierce this veil I fashioned.
Suffocate my lack of compassion.
Try to align me to a better route,
And if you can’t then give me the boot.
By sealing away this despicable me.
For you have now seen what I will enact most selfishly.

A walk amongst detritus.
No space to inspire us.
What lives is a mistake.
Prosperity born from what you use to deceive us.

Mirrors line our gilded halls.
Places where no ones hears desperate calls.

Tombstones and frauds.
Violations branded as gods.
Siphon light from our hope.
Bend our minds until they are beyond broke.

Fade into these hellscapes.
Painted from nightmares made manifest.

Rung out and stamped down.
Cast away or impaled now.
Concocting justice with a splash of crime.
Evisceration if you cross an invisible line.

Concrete shard prisons.
War bred divisions.
Locked up and key thrown far.
Never will our world survive this depravity,
Of misery and bodies piled.
Peace has become reviled.
Deception is now a currency.
Invent a thing to multiple pain exponentially!

All these faces and none quite fit.
Breathe this air that turns me sick.
With a head full of dreams and a chest full of loss.
Another dose might enact a cost,
That I can’t pay with what I own.
While begging you to leave me alone.
A venom blade cutting through the night.
Into my skin I feel you bite.
Like a plague you defeat me.
But give me freedom from this scheme.
No more codependent mind fuck pills.
Tired of how my head continues to fill.
So slice these bonds, let me go.
Even divided I still yearn to be whole.

Lacerations line my every view.
Upon this altar I became brand new.
Sacrificed to be a phoenix reborn.
But instead branded with scorn.
Paralysed with a bile most fierce.
Negativity that fills my ears.
Poisoning that which I believed pure.
I’m at my worst when I am here.
You call me dear, you shout at me.
Spiralling as I’m freefalling.
Ground is getting closer now.
Close my eyes and wait to pound.
Right into this floor at full tilt
You destroyed everything I ever built.

Hear the tip toes tap as you sneak down the hall.
I’m not judging as I listen no more.
Your life your choice but don’t drag me in.
What I do is live how I will be dying.

Silence these deeds are done.
Banter will not end this run.
Force is an answer held by those chained.
Rupture these nights and fuel more flames.
With a crooked smile of innocence dead.
Lie from dawn until you are well fed.
Pecking at carrion is a call too late.
Scream for no mercy.
Burn down the iron gate!

Skulk if you think will alone can save you.
I know these trespasses won’t fill your pit.
You dug this hole with all your doubt.
Now you must be the one to stem all of it.

Presence is not your only enemy.
Glance to your left but still you don’t see.
Clawing at new skin.
It won’t be helping.
You’ve fell into this haze and painful are these memories.
Tearing at you now.
Feeling confounded and down.
Perforated by indecision.
As ever you search for your next religion!

Always seeking, never sought.
Too cheap and easily you are bought.
Degraded without a word to counter.
Voice lost, shivering, never heard speaking your own words.

No more laying waste to hopes and dreams.
Sitting upon this man made theme.
Plotting this while others toil away.
You only represent absolutely nobody.
Stuck in a past that never existed.
Cheese for a camera is another staged misdeed.

I said what i said.
Sick of rhetoric.
Walk but do not speak.
Disease well and truly gifted.
Shoved down throats.
Twisting insides.
Every word spoken only fuels more lies.

Dividing along what you hope will be a conquer line.
Slice up honesty and take it with lime.
Parading to an avenue of war drums.
Holding fists aloft like guns.
Ogling that which you aspire to leash.
Picking at this scab labelled peace.

I said what i said.
Sick of rhetoric.
Walk but do not speak.
Disease well and truly gifted.
Shoved down throats.
Twisting insides.
Every word spoken only fuels more lies.

Languishing on steps meant to embody freedom.
Calculated how you can come back for a re-run.
No sense in ignoring what you believe is wrong.
If a rule stunts you then burn it to nothing.
Carve at peace to replace it with kill.
Spew acrid black ooze until all are still.
For these borders are what gives you thirst.
Genocidal in your every blood soaked verse.
Of patronising something that once had a soul.
Now though it a virus of patriotic control.
Keeping in line those who do not quite fit.
And if they make a sudden move beating them to shit!

Imagine this world and future.
Frightened children ripped from their mother’s arms.
Fathers breaking calm for their families.
This sound abhorrent to you like it does to me?
Now inject blood types as the reason.
Segregation based on A, O, B.
Pathetic is how it sings to me.
For you cannot control the way you were born.
Or where you are fucking from.
So to judge by these items screams of decay.
Once that sets in there is only one way.

You’re going down.
Its a spiral to oblivion.

And try as you might it can’t be stemmed.
Like the spewing of blood from some ruined limbs!

Fixated on what a person was born.
Judging my blood is no different than skin.
Sounds ludicrous until you engage a brain cell.
If you do you might realise that its just a spell.
Form of division sold for wars sake.
To elongate bloodshed and keep up pure hate.
What purpose beyond could it even be?
I haven’t got a clue cause its all deranged stupidity to me.
But then I’m a leftie, handed I mean.
And forever and a day we’ve been seen as not preem.
Well fuck all you haters you’re just thirsting on jealousy!