Poem
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Simmonds thinks he’s Caesar he reminds me of Caligula Fiddle as Northampton burns! He’s a school builder not a crime fighter Simmonds school he played us for fools Blood stained legacy long after he’s history the truth will be a mystery Corruption in Northampton is a state of normality Police force on all fours you
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Machine men walk in line goosestepping through history on borrowed time obey obey obey you’ll be ok Asking questions begs insurrection! Respect authority media lobotomy Machine men walk in line goosestepping through history on borrowed time
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We talk of the migrant crisis not a humanitarian crisis. not a war crisis caused by dropped bombs on villages We talk of a migrant crisis, not a desperation crisis as starved suffering people are forced to wonder the earth In biblical times we called it an exodus this is an execution Listen to the
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Darkness Abandoning, absorbing, afflicting! Darkness Criticising, confusing, condemning! Darkness Stalking, smothering, swarming! Darkness Damaging, destroying, defeating!
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Multidimensional! it’s unbelievable what I’ve witnessed with my eyes closed prophetically fanatically in tune with the universe a road map through my synapses revealed in verse this isn’t a relapse its a revelation a revolution of the mind while the earth revolves around the sun while it sets just let go of every regret It’s
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Democracy is in peril my friends forces greater than you or I Conspire in the night They seek to steal it as we slumber Democracy is in peril my friends We sleep walk into our fate A fate of destitution and destruction Where man and beast are one the same Democracy is in peril my
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Haiku #1 tell us we are wrong little birds wont sing your song smug, sneer, leer and cheer Haiku #2 Government Madness Political Correctness Suicide Destiny Haiku #3 Darkness Surrounds Us Light long since abandoned We must shine brightly Haiku #4 Forces of evil Triumph over this world now remaining hopeful Haiku #5 A fast
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Straitjacket society smothering me scolding me rewind the regret twisted scars you’ll never forget they can’t heal prepare to feel cold steel on flesh crimson comfort train track lullaby my goodnight our goodbye
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Our society has seen more cuts than a surgeons table we’re tinkering on the brink our society isn’t stable so god help you if you’re not the most able What we’re witnessing is biblical yet this aint no fable There ain’t no happy endings for the poor War and disease while they do as they
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Thatcher threw a brick through my window shattering our society into shards of individuality its the great free for all on British industry Thatcher took a cleaver to my community The clever tricks by pin stripe media pricks Its left a sour taste from town to country Thatcher gave birth to a two headed dragon
Solidarity Steve 