Gaffe, gaffe, gaffe, I will make you pay by whats my way, I’ll lie and turn my back and grin wide. I’ve trained the rest to follow my guide So what will follow will always be so, and years it’ll take before you’ll know – How much you let me run amok, see cos no… Continue reading We will remember Them!
Month: January 2022
Social Media Hatred
The gif spread slowly across my screen Opinionated, detonated, created, calculated. Cold and cruel, treating me to someone’s unhappy heart turned on me in spite, a biteOf hate. ——/Her photo stolen from her life, haunting her as they passed it along its invisible trip wire. Seeking fame by defaming, hoping for shares, and done despairs, violated,… Continue reading Social Media Hatred
How will they know?
It was the glimpse of a frost iced field, where the lowly sheep were lazily crunching on crisp grass, that touched my heart and brought the memories of chapped cheeks and gloves with holes where the cold wind whistled and the promise of snow. ——– Snow that fell in lazy circles tasting of ice cream,… Continue reading How will they know?
It is Rare
It is rare that we hear the truth from leaning liars, and we find ourselves assigned apologies that are spun and woven as spider’s webs to placate and push away critics and the fearful future of resignations. — It is rare that we hear of poverty on the agenda of the wealth driven economies of… Continue reading It is Rare
The Loss of family
She just looked, no sight in her eyes. as they turn into her turmoil. He just sighed, no hope in his soul, as he lives on the streets. Their young lives stolen by adults too bound up with pleasure that they abandon the child of their loins, some sold, and the little hands and feet… Continue reading The Loss of family
The Wise Men
It was slow and cold over the malevolent mountains where icicle adorned camels tread on vague suspicions of trails. Their bitter breath freezing in the air and each of us huddled gasping against the icy blasts. The camps were hard; starting a fire and hiding under the rough rugs and skins, sheltering under the lee… Continue reading The Wise Men
The NHS and Number 10
He stood by me disrupted bed and gentle voiced, he spoke my name, He checked the bleeping, life saving equipment and then my plethora of pipes and plastic tubes that will keep me from being the next statistic of those dying from covid. —- Do they see – feel the woe? Do they care to… Continue reading The NHS and Number 10
The Refugee’s Journey in Darkness
— The darkness overwhelmed her and within its womb her hurts were hidden and her tears could fall like rain and the storm of running, hiding, and protecting her children was for a moment abating and creating a place, a space for rest and respite, hugs and holding tight. The smell of burned homes and… Continue reading The Refugee’s Journey in Darkness
The Secret Power.
They met in secret, stealthily straining at gnats to be sure that they would never be restraining their wealth and never permit the poor to speak. — They’re busily retraining multiple ministers so they would be refraining from supporting needy people for that was to go against their reigning. — Teaching then to be disdaining… Continue reading The Secret Power.
The Coming of Hope
— It was slow and cold over the malevolent mountains where icicle adorned camels tread on vague suspicions of trails. Their bitter breath freezing in the air and each of us huddled gasping against the icy blasts. The camps were hard; starting a fire and hiding under the rough rugs and skins, sheltering under the… Continue reading The Coming of Hope