Category: the world afar

takes Ketamine upon his throne, In trolling tantrums throws his toys to right wing European boys. A silent F begins his name, he always knows the ones to blame – the virus mind of those who woke annoy the feelings of this bloke. A narcissist who dreams of Mars who filled the streets with silent…

then ridicule we must, releasing pressure from a valve and hoping that it’s vapours rust the golden plated lunacy of all that comes to pass, that thickened skin will blister and the moment will outlast the pain that each of us must suffer as we wait to watch him fall, the crooked man who looks…

I tried to leave a message, saying id be late, to go and vote without me, extend the hand of fate, to go out in your multitudes and fill the ballot box to pencil in your X’s choice, the future thus unlock. I’m sure you’ve all been thinking very hard for quite some time Economy.…

As June arrives my pen decides to capture all the moment speaks in drifting quill i write until the line decides what sense is wreaked, and as the words begin to form ideas surface from the mornings pages where i capture time to set them free in metered rhyme. I notice first my thoughts in…

Refracted by the damage done by all that came to pass As witnessed by the folk with eyes the lies of Patel Kash : The leader of the FBI, the boss of all the cops, the drunken bloke who one day woke and tried to hide the slops. The one who wrote the book about…

Draw your conclusions,  though sketchy they may be considering the wealth of lies  in the land where speech is free. Paid in dirty dollars  or cryptos hidden hand agendas spent in foul intent,  the truth in sinking sand. In clouded obfuscation  sits the mirror world of memes where bots release their drivel to  an endless…

aka The shaming of the true Caught inside of self deception senses lost in misdirection, all we hear and all we see fall victim to this fallacy. To those that obfuscate and twist agendas found within the list, in hidden corners unredacted tattered truth of lives impacted. Echelons of powdered guilt upon the jets of…

Which way would Puffins vote I wonder? Guillemots and Kittiwakes? On Kromer in their growing numbers safe from all that may forsake… On Friday as we rise from slumber fearing what the boxes tell about the hatred found in thunder deformed into odious smells

Show me how to reconcile the largesse of the liar Help me make it all make sense with illustrating words And paint a picture with your thoughts to show me that you care Try to help me understand these complicated whiles Walk with me along the path until we reach a stile Cross with me…

I spoke to the Oak and i asked for her views on the fat orange bloke and the strait of Hormuz In her wisdom she offered a deep sense of calm in her green leaf enfoldings a purposeful balm, Have no fear of tomorrow for anxiety dwells in confusion, illusion and the lies that we…