Author: Dux &#8230;

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Listening to Varoufakis talk about the Board of Peace, understanding implications of the rising of the beast. Ending the United Nations ripping from the charters heart jurisdictions, malintentions added to a shopping cart. Dominated by the dollar membership by offered purse led forever by the orange surely things cannot get worse. Palestine as Mar-a-Lago zionistic…

Ep-who?

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Clocks is ticking, plots are thickened In redaction names are hid. Foul protections, misdirections Truth revealing what was did Here comes Bondi, snake tongued blondie Put in place to spin the lies Facing congress, full of wrongness Shelf on shelf of custard pies. Nameless names and shameful games Exposed within six million files Those corrupted…

blase

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in reflections

We risk becoming blase as the daily toxic cabaret delivers us examples of behaviours full of sin. In normalising rhetoric and double spoken narrative we find ourselves beholden to a soup of thickened spin. Belief was once available to anchor us in certainty with honesty detectable we knew the line was thin But now within…

Rain

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in nature

Rain for sale, it lands in Wales in plentiful supply, for many days the clouded greys released it from the sky, it’s mostly wet and you can bet it’s purity is ample, so get in touch, however much available in samples. Mud for sale, it comes from Wales In plentiful supply, we take the earth…

Gorton & Denton

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In Gorton and Denton the morning awoke ascendant in green and in hope Reform had done well on their journey to hell whilst the reds were awry on the ropes. So welcome in Hannah in jubilant manner but know this is only the start with challenge ahead we must rise from our bed as we…

1st March

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in reflections

The first of March sees their thirst enlarge as an epic fury fills our screens The roaring lion of poisonous Zion approaches a zenith of toxic dreams. Buds, bidden by winters end engorge their beginnings in form. Bombs, bidden by nobody’s friend explode in eruptions of lawless cant. Daffodils offering golden grace, Terror enacted on…

crooked thorns

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A cupboard full of skeletons awaits a quiet morn where justice can avail itself of widespread public scorn, where clarity can manifest the robes of justice worn and those who pleasured guiltily pay penance for their porn. In days to come in courtrooms full may retribution spawn comeuppance to the demons who in earthly form…

Kaboom

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Kaboomboom Bang To sing a song of Persia, a pocket full of lies Four and twenty F-Tens raping the skies Dropping down their payloads anywhere the choose Following a tainted wish to satisfy the jews. The king was in his counting house, counting up his bombs Arabs in the country, wishing he was gone Children…

Funereal

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in inner worlds

Come to my funeral, if you can Remember the man that you knew Remember his hopes, his manner and tropes, The things he believed that were true. Come to me funeral, if you wish Say a prayer for the soul that was mine Raise a toast, shed a tear, watch the ghost disappear On his…

Jack

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