crook – Simon A Jackson

Salescum

Patented your own brand of hateAll your words are wrong and fakeSick of hearing you blather onHurry up and be goneNo time to sit and listenYour shining star is still missingSevered your realityJust your presence is draining me Get awayStation not propriety Forging pain with a slip of the tongueFeel a tightening in my lungWhatContinue reading “Salescum”

Wrap Yourself In A Flag

Another claim about how fair we areWhile killing those who don’t obeyJust wanting them to go awayA finger on the trigger to force your agendaMoments before your next benderDrowning what you don’t agreeCovering what you love in filigreeWhile praying to the colours of your flagSickened at the burning crowdChanting for your very endJust as theContinue reading “Wrap Yourself In A Flag”