Oh the Children!

I was a hiding again in the cupboard, they had started again and the grinding hatred was spat out in words and then he hit her, over and over. I heard her moans and then screams and then all went silent and I’d wet myself again. ================ I stayed still and silent hoping that he… Continue reading Oh the Children!

The Consolation of Waiting

Waiting in the sun breathed stone, the candle flame flickering in the breath of the minds that flew to realms unmet, unknown. Fear filled my heart as I watched the glow of light illuminating the darkness within me. ======================== I saw those things, I hide from others, as stark and grasping. Their noisy voices overwhelmed… Continue reading The Consolation of Waiting

Money for Mates

They strut across the living stage, gambling and grabbing their dues  knowing no one will knock them down. ============ Each malicious intention formulated, breaking laws and procedures, wearing smiles for the media, while back-handing ================ their mountebank mates with contracts, and bank balances while the hammered  poor stare, starv and beg for crumbs. ============== Why… Continue reading Money for Mates

Hope in the Darkness

Darkness invites the weary, and brightens their time, with candles and fires,  with glimpses of moons, and sparkling stars. And  through the darkening sky peeps  the pallid sun,  its silent strength grown  weaker; and wearily now it warmly shines in the myriad eyes of the parcelled populace,  squinting and smiling, to see and feel the… Continue reading Hope in the Darkness

Stealing a Life for Profit

His back bears the brunt of racism and hatred gouged into his flesh.

The Box he Carried

The box he carried weighed in at tons of right wing rhetoric, and  pounds of destruction of democracy, and stones of self interest, and gallons of lies and manipulation. ========= Left behind was hundredweights of destructive control and bushels of abuse  of the power of a potted parliament.  =============== The lining of his pockets, pushed … Continue reading The Box he Carried

The Refugee

He looked at his children and sighed, his labouring wife by his side, her panting and groaning rent the air with pain, coupled with despair. ============== He felt the tears slide down his face, prayed for a moment of grace, and knelt to deliver his very own chile, in a cruel world, beyond vile. ===========… Continue reading The Refugee

Is God a Bully?

Wear a hat! Sit still! Wear a veil! Behave! prostrate yourself! give money! Fast! Submit! =========== God is warring, violent, avenging, A Jealous one, rewards killers, racist, white, spurns women, wants sacrifices, tramples infants! Thous shall not! ========= Didn’t God create a beautiful world? Love and families? gave us Jesus, healing, equality for all, non… Continue reading Is God a Bully?

2020 Slaughter

Timeless memories of days that mould our families, and friends come round for a coffee and a chat. While, the  insistent echoes of government tell us what they want us to hear and what they wilfully want to do. And ——————————- so many hugless months have slowly palled and painted faces with sadness and tears… Continue reading 2020 Slaughter

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