It is poem

It is us, the human race, it is us that fails to solve gun crime and knife crime, it is us that fails to solve racism, it is us that fails to solve religious intolerance and hate, it is us that fails continually to teach people morals properly, it is us that fails to prevent…

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In the box poem

In the box that you keep, in the box beside the window where you keep your letters, where you keep your dreams, where you keep your wishes, and you keep your letters from me, and there in your head you believe, you believe that no matter where we are, and no matter how many thousands…

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Inclined poem

Inclined at the time to reach for you, and to head upwards and onwards up the stairs, in a romantic state of mind, wanting you, needing you, wanting to see you then rudely awaking from a dream, awaking to see I never knew you all the time, and how frustrating it is, all these people…

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Freezing poem

Freezing in the cold cold rain, in the winter so cold, and with the sky so grey, wishing you were in Spain. and you wish to leave, but the rain it keeps you there, and for who knows how long, but it is not an unusual thing, but how frustrating it is, how much time…

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Forwards poem

Forwards into the future, what will it be, will there be no land recognisable, as we know it now, will there be new islands in the sea? Great new islands with new wildlife, and nature that we have never seen? Will there be less volcanic activity to disrupt humanity? Will there be less wars than…

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Floccinaucinihilipilification’s poem

In your life, you have had enough of floccinaucinihilipilification’s, so, you said nothing, but you did a Marcel Marceau, and you ranted and raved, and you waved your fists silently in frustration, for in your floccinaucinihilipilification’s, you wished you were worth a little more, than the floccinaucinihilipilification’s than before, so, you stapled bank notes to…

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Cautious poem

Cautious in the extreme, you tread tenderly through your dreams, you walk in the heavens in your sleep, and you barely believe, and you tread tenderly through your dreams, looking for God, questioning what God means, because God has always been classed, as being in a human form, but what is the reality? And you…

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Business poem

Business, is it good for you? Are you making money, making money too? Business is it good for you, and do you get more in than you put in, do you speculate to accumulate, more often than you used to? And when you make money what do you do with it, do you achieve what…

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Be glorious poem

Be glorious in your peace, be at peace in the time, the time where you are still, because life it will drain you and it will pain you, and it will bend you to its will. So, be glorious in your peace, and in solitude be at one with the calmness that you feel, and…

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Window up above poem

There is a window up above, a window where a woman is stood holding a cigarette, a woman with a distant look in her eyes, a look that you cannot forget, and she looks out to sea, but she does not see me, and she slowly sheds a tear, a single tear, a tear that…

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