Despair
Yacob sat in the pitch black, not sure if he was awake or asleep. He had been in here for so long that he no longer knew when was day and when was night.
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Yacob sat in the pitch black, not sure if he was awake or asleep. He had been in here for so long that he no longer knew when was day and when was night.
Two twins. Are born. On the same day. Two people. Exactly. The same. In. Every way. One is named Martin. The other Ray. Martin becomes a politician. Ray rages against The Machine.
Long ago we made a decision to move to another land I Kept delaying the process cause I love my sunny land Now the kids are not happy with what's going around With a third year of an uprising and...
(Inspired by the Irish troubles and the hunger strike) Starving for peace, Fighting for freedom, Breaking for love, Song of sacrifice.
This poem/rant is based on the Northern Irish 2012 Riots over the taking down of the Union Jack from the flag pole at Belfast City Hall. Enjoy.
#xmasparody Sing to the tune of The Holly And The Ivy .
A city with a need.... A president banished for his greed. A revolution.... Was it the only solution. A police state.... Ruled by fear and hate. The rich.... Merciless and greedy. The poor......
#TheOpussTale I was running, through the woods, back to the palace from the Pixie Tree. The old Queen had been killed, and there were rumours of an elven mutiny.
I hold your memory in my hand. This battered old photo is all I have left. Left of civilian, honest man, father of three. The cold metal of the bullet, still nestled in your chest.
The crescent moon was bleeding and blending, the wind blowing in from the west. Soldiers were shooting and seeding, igniting the growing unrest.