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The Tory’s Party
Oh, God! it is bad. They’ve screwed us over and over again, each time they speak it is with a fancy forked tongue, tracing a journey through their choices and our deaths. ———————– Oh, Lord! it is grim, I’m on m knees and weeping, because my kith are hurting sore and the NHS, the guardian…
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Spring Death
The sun caught the shy violet, shedding light on them, as they appeared like sapphires in the grass and gorse and gave joy to the slow journeying. ————- They smiled at the swift, flying swallow retuned to a cold and frightened land, as it dipped and darted, diving for flies while the fearing folk stayed…
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Isolating Pain
Her clothes felt heavy and her shoes lead lined, like in a nightmare when you run and run and you just can’t get anywhere. ——————– Her arm hung heavily at her side as big bruises surfaced in darkening black and blue her torn lip, a tortured broken face. ——————————– She was at her prison door…
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Isolating Hell.
She breathed onto the window, and stared as the steam smeared her view, slowly dissolving to droplets dawdling down the pane and puddling. ————————– Her eyes were stretched. She shook from the horror of knowing, that he was here all day, all night by order of the British government. —————————– A Pandora’s box opened by…
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Be prepared.
We are running and rushing towards an abyss of blockbuster proportions, no one is fully facing to be properly prepared for what may be. We shoot off our stinking guns and starve children, we battle for land and barter the lives of our brethren, while, waiting a virus wrests from us our…
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The Caress of Nature
I sat beneath the boughs of the cherry blossom and felt its touch as light as a doves feather, it drifted down and traced its path down my cheek, and lay for a moment embracing me with a ———————- sweetness of a caress that called to me to become as light, reaching out with the…
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Death in the dark.
It happened in the night as the golden owl glided by and the scuttling of tiny mice scrabbling in the earth for food. ——————– The flowers slept and the trees were quiet. The swollen stream washed their roots and the rain rolled down in rippling rivulets. ———————— The silent drifting by of a fox, its…
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Antidote – The Elephant in the Room
There was an elephant, oh so big, t’was rather proud of his twirling trunk he trumpeted triumphantly til the noise threatened all, he said they stunk. —————- He flung it far from side to side and lifted slippery trees and stuff and sweetly smiled his toothy grin, decidedly drunk on being so tough. ———————- When…
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Policing the Till
She sat at her till and stared sufferingly at the cascade coffee boxes and cans and counting them carefully speaking kindly, she said, “No.” —————— Her pinched features pulling at her ready smile, she stopped the stockpiling and stealing of food from fellow folk who see only empty shelves. ——————– Words fall from her weary…
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Coronavirus
It enters the scene slyly, where from we know not. It challenges the chariots of human arrogance. —————– It sits waiting without racism, genderism, sexism and classism, ageism or poverty. ———————– Wealth will not avoid its tentacles tangling and trying to kill as it seduces and secures ——————————- its future development; spreading silently, mutating, morphing…
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