Children matter more than guns.

The once kissed face unrecognisably their chlld, tiny hands, they touched, covered in drying blood, their little lungs filled with blood, their future stolen and their once loving hearts, overwhelmed died,  sacrificed at the altar of the  ‘Right To Bear Arms.’ —- Mothers broken by the news weep inconsolably, fathers fury chokes the tears back… Continue reading Children matter more than guns.

The Partygate Dance

He danced for the scribes and the hypocrites, He danced for a tune taught by the oil rich, he danced for the women and danced for lust, he danced for the wealthy and danced for glee. === He danced against the laws and the protocols, he danced against the poor and the vulnerable, He danced… Continue reading The Partygate Dance

A voice in the Wilderness of War

Still he opened his throstle, and chanted
his prayer, that despair will die and each
root of hopefulness will bring grace

Earth 2 or 3?

The gleaming metal shone in the sun as it plummeted towards the planet’s verdant surface, splashing into the bluest of blue seas, it bobbed quietly, rising and falling with the waves. A gap appears near the top and emerging from the darkness into the light came figures, each stood shaking on wobbly legs fell into… Continue reading Earth 2 or 3?

Cancerous Greed.

He held tightly to the statement of his wealth groaning as he saw the fulsome figures falling, wondering how he’d keep his balding head up  as he flounders int he dust of only multi-millions. —– She held tightly to the small wad of new notes, freshly received from the ATM and felt thrilled  to have… Continue reading Cancerous Greed.

War on Refugees

Now politicians think up wicked schemes and plot

to send them to countries violating human rights,

spending our money to perpetrate crimes against

humanity, binding them in chains and sending them

away to suffer more, be killed and so Pilate Patel

washes her hands.

The Early Purple Orchid

A robin puffed its red breast and sang for the joy of the day, while down below a glorious sight. —- It stood tall, admiring the view, sparkling waters and sun caressed bluebells. —- Its flowers opening to the ever-present bees, and deep in the earth the bulb, which died to give it birth is… Continue reading The Early Purple Orchid