Best Sanitised Poems

(based on Aldous Huxley's book "Brave New World")

Human hatchery

Clink clink clink clink...
Test tubes prattling past
along the chrome plated production line.
Glistening under fake fluorescence
humming in harmony
with the magnetic motors
of conveyors, centrifuges and camshafts.
Biological blobs of gamete goo,
vials of vile biology,
a tempest of sperm and ova,
neatly confined...

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I

I am disinfected, sanitised from touch and eyes
Do not hold me. I am Bakelite and you smolder
Sat solid, the wall cold against my spine. A back-rest 
To concrete electrocution. 
I am distilled from Suburbia and Bohemian at Brandenberg
Rigid and saturnine. Heavy lidded Lichtenstein moons
And ruby...

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From neglect comes deviation, electrifying radiation, like a leaf in the shadow,
Drying stanza so bore-some, a bit much candidly said,
In the Sun thinly it is spread,
As it comes to - an End.
Unpropitious almost as a son left to die in a wooden casket,
Beating the chest,...

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Before it was Camp Justice and a U.S. military base,
Diego Garcia was a peaceful paradise, a beautiful place.
The U.S. and U.K. wanted the island swept and sanitised,
Depriving the community from basic supplies.
Never an uninhabited island, the residents were secretly expelled,
First they killed their dogs, a...

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Nature tamed, organised, tidied and serving
Consummately sanitised for human consumption
Nature bent unnaturally to suit the human nature
Every pretty maid and ducks…in a row
 
Florid facilities for townsfolk to fantasise 
Looking without seeing, treading without looking
Stepping upon the very thing that they seek
Nature expertly hidden to...

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Like the mediaeval skirmish, defeat with stale dismay
Adjacent to every dwelling the silent donor plague;
Masquerades of scarlet doom as those who pass away
Unhygienic circumstance with umpteen reasons vague.

Black Death buboes mystery and evil stench of sewage,
Overcome in mammoth form an infestation magnitude
A maze of sedimentary...

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Consumption



Scurrying between gleaming malls,
sniffing through the latest bargains,
that are crucified onto sterile walls,


crawling amidst those sanitised aisles,
glazed eyes darting frenetically, hungry,
leaving not a trace on the polished tiles,


gnawing at the endless, dead queues,
shirts, skirts, jeans into trolleys flung,
then straight to the closet to be hung,


pompous...

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I washed my hands this morning when I visited the loo,
Then went and touched the tap, which you really shouldn’t do,
And then I scratched my nose, because I had an itch, 
Then with my bare hands I went and pulled the switch!

And then I went...

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Ripped and torn from parents arms

Causing psychological long term harm

Children being left traumatized

In detention centers full of cages

Various kids of various ages

Susceptible now to sexual and mental abuse

Who in hell was it it that gave you

This right to use these innocent kids as political tools

Guess...

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It happens over there,
a suburb, a state or half a world 
or more away from where I live 
in a quiet street with roses and hedges 
hanging over front fences 
with newly planted trees spaced
along a footpath the council truck
waters once a week.

For anything to...

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Behind sweetest smiles, deceit does hide!
All on a summer day.
A friendly nod, yet one knows not
The lot that waits along the way.
No fashioned track or stair to go
Or signpost to consult.	
The way is life, the road is vague
And knowledge too precise..
To fight and find, use...

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  Come to live in Kent
  A lovely place to be.
  Close to the continent.
  Next the lovely sea.

  The garden of England
  growing houses fast.
  Come to see what's planned,
  while the stocks last.

  Houses...

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BOYS!

Unlike the boys that crossed the Somme
We will, we will, we will go on
We will go on to live a life
To raise a family, to love a wife
To feel the good, to feel the bad
To feel the happy, to feel the sad

We will go on...

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The man who never listened to the troubles of his wife

fell down the escalator at King's Cross station.

No-one met his eyes,

as he lay sickly on the concrete,

though someone did push his shiny briefcase towards him

as if hoping that was enough.

He phoned his wife but she...

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Before death I stand, inside a hallway of enduring shame
not waiting on judgement, for there is none for such crimes,
just abandoned forever pondering worthlessness,
Everyone’s dead 

Butchered in narrow streets, along Jerusalem way 
slaughtered countless men women children,
No prisoners taken, mere heretics massacred one and all
Our...

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