Not Everything Is For Sale

How much would it cost

He said

For everything combined

You might pay me for my body

She said

But you could never buy my mind


Money Talks

Don’t just fucking humour me

She said

Listen to what I’m saying

But my job is to indulge you

He said

Isn’t that why you’re paying?

(Originally Posted 02.02.2021)

Strike

Not even twelve hours

Between night shifts

I don’t get paid

Enough for this shit


Running On Empty

I am so tired

I want to go home

To sit in the quiet

All on my own

For I’ve had enough

Of this battle of wills

I just need some silence

To cure my ills

(Originally Posted 12.01.2021)

Gun Laws

It may well be known

As the land of the free

But that’s not always how

It looks to me


Clarity

In the time it took

To load the gun

He realised how

His demons had won

(Originally Posted 13.12.2020)

Screwed

If we’d had a plan

When all this began

Perhaps we could both advance

But as things are

We’ve gone too far

And now none of us

Stand a chance


Obvious

At a
different
time

In a
different
place

The
answer
would
stare
us

Right
in the
face

(Originally Posted 30.11.2019)

“The Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name”

If anything was found

To be written down

They’d hang us both the same

So we must stay indoors

Until the laws

That seek to divide us are changed


Significant Others

Why oh
why can’t
you write
such
poetry
for me?

For our
love is
forbidden
and so
could
never be!

(Originally Posted 23.11.2019)

Same The World Over

Conversation should be encouraged

As healthy discourse can be great

But when you’re asked to provide

Basic human rights

It should never be a debate


Impasse

How
can
we
ever
put
things
right?

When
you
won’t
accept
you’re
wrong?

(Originally Posted 23.11.2019)

Uneven Playing Fields

The older I get

And the more I see

I realise

Our biggest lie

Is meritocracy


Light Years Away

If
we
are
all
supposed
to be
stars

Why
do
some
shine
brighter
than
others?

(Originally Posted 16.11.2020)

Little Women

I think you’ll find

We’re in charge now

We say when

We say how

No longer will we be

All small and meek

We will approach you

If it’s sex

We seek


Too Late

You
only
want
me
now

Because
he
says
he
does

Well
you
had
your
chance

But
you
rebuffed
my
advance

So go
jump
in front
of a
bus

(Originally Posted 17.09.2020)

Through The Back Door

Written back in twenty twenty

When the threat of Covid loomed large

Who knew that then

Boris was in Number 10

Knee deep in a fucking farce


‘Better Alone Than In Company’

After
84
days
of
solitude

We’ve
finally
broken
the
bubble

Yet
who
could
have
known

That
in
just
one
minute

We’d
get
into
this
much
trouble

(Originally Posted 21.06.2020)

Random #211

“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.”

– Audre Lorde

The Protestant Work Ethic

All I am

Is hollow inside

What I once had is gone

You’ve bled me dry

Time after time

So now we’re officially done


‘I Have Nothing’

Whatever it is you expect,
I do not have it to give.

As

Whatever it is you want,
I lost it long ago.

(Originally Posted 12.05.2019)

Random #182

“We are going to emancipate ourselves from mental slavery because whilst others might free the body, none but ourselves can free the mind.”

Random #109

“The only difference as compared with the old, outspoken slavery is this, that the worker of today seems to be free because he is not sold once for all, but piecemeal by the day, the week, the year, and because no one owner sells him to another, but he is forced to sell himself in this way instead, being the slave of no particular person, but of the whole property-holding class.”

– Friedrich Engels

Limbo Affects Lives (1pm)

Let us out

Or lock us in

It doesn’t matter

You’ll never win

For some won’t be told

What to do

You can talk and talk

‘Til your face is blue

But what would help

Is to make a decision

Perhaps then a plan

Would meet less derision

For every day you’re spending

Pissing about like a prick

Lives are needlessly ending

And some don’t give a shit

So come on Boris

Give the public what they want

Just do the job we all pay you for

You fucking fumbling cunt

‘Meat Is Murder’

Well I hope you’ve enjoyed

Your murdered bird

I can’t think of anything

More absurd

Than to eat your friends

On Christmas Day

Proclaiming such abuse

As the Christian way

There’s Only One Side

How
much
longer

Must
we
wait

To
put
an
end

To
this
debate

Surely
any
human
being
can see

A
racist,
corrupt,
misogynistic
cunt

Never
should a
President
be

Across The Pond

Get
off
your
arse
and
vote

And
do it
right
this
time
please

Your
country
has,
for
too
long,

Been
on
its
fucking
knees

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