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The Far Right

The core tenant of the far right
Is simply
That everyone is treated equally
Simply because
Everyone is just another individual.

(9/5/25)

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i g farben, now bayer pharmacutical firm, worldwide reach seems almost charmed.? Purveyors of zyklon b the
Cause of great harms.' Still today a legal entity' in lawful
Standing for-sure.' Despite supplying genocidal gas into
The concentration camps very doors.' While Alternativ für
Deutschland..' Is targetted and called 'far right' by day and
Night.' Yet I need to just know why.? Such disparity is allowed to be? Like how can such full out falseness.' be even  allowed to fly?

Turn Left at the lights

Obtuse abuse..rude platitudes shout..

About alternative attitudes..generations..

Scream at different altitudes & latitudes..

Venerate mandarins sins.. 

Generate pernicious vicissitudes

Vicious avaricious machinations..

Celebrate nations chagrin…

Pander to propaganda spin..

AI garlanded reputations..

Cohorts in suits cavort in cahoots..

Kiss or diss..the abyss

Hiss of mis-information bliss..

Arrests..capitalist corporate conquests...detests protest..

Well got egregious prior & previous..

SO

Whatever your hue or world view..

We know what's wrong..doesn't belong

Deliriously daring to dream of derring do..

The meme..prime time you probably knew..

The Force..of course..

Is also seriously strong in you..

I Wonder

I wonder.

I wonder what will happen when 
all the English dictionaries are burnt 
and Shakespeare is abolished 
as FAR RIGHT and Racist, 
and when the Beatles are 
vilified for 'She Loves You' 
when it should have
been 'they them love you'. 
When the battle of Britain 
Begs an unreserved apology.
When the British inventions 
Are cast aside as imperial luck
When Europe forgets as the Russians
Have, who saved them in WW2
When people are imprisoned for
Love of these islands and free
Speech is abolished and punished
But this horror won’t happen tomorrow
No, not tomorrow, or the day after
But don’t feel reassured or complacent
Because they arrived months ago
And we all must be ready to pay.

David Cox 02/02/25

I am a Refugee

I'm a refugee 
in my own country
I'll never be free
because they've 
labelled me

They say I'm far right
And I'm not too bright
Took away free speech
Now it's out of reach

My mother would tell me
as I sat upon her knee
how we had saved the world
from tyranny.
She'd say how great we were
how freedom was our spur
I had no idea this situation
could occur.

I'm a refugee 
In my own country
And if I speak out
They'll throw away the key

David Cox 07/09/24

Quyeer Karma'

Is it a curd? is it a stain.? No its quyeer kharmer..! A true wef acolyte.! Yet certainly no real charmer.' A bender.. Of the knee; is He.' Ex-copper? Is such a certainty.' All lockdowns and
Letters and scraping to betters..Tough on freedoms and
The causes of it.! So uncertain of truths that are built upon it!
He holds a wavering lowered gaze.' A smirk?a grimace? is oft
Portrayed.! Many hollow actions..And so often made.!! He
Builds with straw..He gleans from you, he will miss-name!
A far right will do.) He'll use any means.' Its how he is' now
Get to grips people, he's just not the biz.'

Gaza

Gaza is a burning house,no end in sight. 
Diplomacy is a water moccasin .
Israel maims their victims- a horrid plight
Bitter is a rank lime ,this war a no-win.
The Nerthus folk  shout Gaza is not right.
Benji's far right politics surely a stinking sin,

Stop the maelstrom  Now !Give peace as an olive branch 

Benji's war talk to Congress -he is such a liar.
Biden sends troops to Isreal to fight.
AntiDems and the 'cons both conspire.
Risk is a slick road- its American might.
Palestines anger is a raging fire.
No Gaza cease fire that is in sight .
Judgement  is Lady Liberty-comes for all
 The guilty combatants finally will fall

Stop the maelstrom  Now !Give peace as an olive branch 

I spread the news using X and Substack.
I am just one man. I do the best I can.
I spread the news using  Tribal too .
All of Humanity  could stop this fire.
 Either all live as one State with equal rights.
or as two States equal else perish together.

Stop the maelstrom  Now !Give peace as an olive branch

Unfinished, Unloved

I never got to finish the poem I was writing for you–a pitiful ending in itself.
It lives on the shelf in the shadowy far right corner of my bedroom,
With an overflowing pile of other dusty junk that I will never look at
again but can’t bring myself to throw away.
Silently begging for a flood or fire to get rid of it for me.

I fall in love with the birds at my window; who end up taking flight
without warning,
Trying to find a better place to make their home.
They remind me of you,
And I finally unclench my cramping fists and let myself cry into the
palms of my hands.

How am I supposed to mourn something that I never quite held?
When does it stop?

angry citizen

Angry Citizens 

Tired of the sitting woke government, the fake
niceness and the depletion of Germanies 
heavy industry, not to forget her sycophantic
behavior towards Israel, a far-right party has
emerged.
There has been dark plotting afoot by some of
the party members, namely a famous TV cook
a welder from Austria, a GP. an astrologer
 and presumably a tealeaf reader
The plot was to kidnap the prime minister 
parade him on TV in his North Korean hairpiece
the one he only uses at home, hitherto a family
secret, although there had been rumors 
force feed him bratwurst, boiled potatoes 
and chicken nuggets until he promised to end 
his pathetic practices and make Germany
great again.
The would-be terrorists were caught there 
will be a trial, but we sense they will be let off
with custodian sentence 
"Only the heroic has the right to gloat.

Bedroom divorce before of bride and groom

One bedroom for two seems old hat,
And some bat for the separate—
One far right meant for ‘she’,
And one far left for ‘he’,
Middling, if mood is made for that!
_________________________________  
Happenings (Cameron Diaz, Bedroom Story) |09.12.2023| marriage, love

Nanny State

I, the blue-eyed, bright haired reprobate,
A product of the nanny state,
raised on free-to-air TV 
and value cans of rice pudding,
lament the current climate
on a tiresome bus ride home,
glasses fogged from temperature change and
watch the world flit idly by.
Thoughts of  evening news linger inside,
despair and poverty,
people just like me, 
like old, rotten cladding, 
crumbling under social pressure.
Us nanny state kids, 
council-estate bred 
with ideas above our stations,
are a damp squib on far right projections
of lazy people addled with benefits,
mass-producing offspring
in our small council-owned factory homes.
The future of this Divided Nation
lies in the hands, hearts and minds
of breadline babies and charity children.
It lies with the people
who traverse dangerous waters
in plastic boats, entrusting 
their lives to the ocean 
instead of guaranteeing their demise
on unstable land.
The nanny state has a habit
of mollycoddling, smothering
its most vulnerable with
all the extra support they need
to make their short time
on this sodden planet
just 
a 
little 
more
bearable.

Empty Swing Swings

The empty swing
swings gently
in the gentle
breeze that wafts
across the empty
playground park.
The dust in the foot-pans 
beneath the swings
lifts up in the breeze,
swirls and curls in
a spiral willy-nilly, willy-willy.
The town has all but died.
A tardy few die-hard's remain,
as they have no where else to go.
The salty groundwater,
which rose up in the soil
due to over zealous irrigation, 
scalded the landscape and sucked
the life out of everything alive.
Even the birds and bees departed
as the vegetation was parched to 
dry, shriveled brown, littering
the stark parched brown earth,
dotted with snow white blotches
and scabby scolds.
The residents were given fair warning.
They failed to heed the tell-tale signs 
and reduce their wasteful
excessive irrigation, 
as the salty water rose.
The call to change was such an irritation.
Like everyone, everywhere,
the people here, only took up a tardy reaction
when it was too late,
or almost too late,
which blind fate swung to 
far, far too late.
Their fate was sealed. 
This time the gauge
had swung far right down
to empty.

I Still See

I still see
our memory of the first time we met
your blue eyes full of glit
Like the blue eyes alit.

I still see
our memory of the first night we spent together
led lights blazing,
blazing like the summer sun.

I still see
our memory of our first picture
we lay on lawn gazing at the beautiful moonlight
Contagious smiles we wore
as contagious as the Varicella.

I still see
our memory of our first date
A coffee shop down the street
we sat at a far right corner
a soothing Sunday evening it was,
soothing like a lullaby.

I still vividly see
our memories of the time we cherished each other
But it is all I harbour now
Happy yet agonised memories.

Austrians Say Their Peace

When are you far right.? If for peace you call'
Where is far left..? Right now it takes my breath.'
Can't some democrats be Christian.? Who decides
On what, is what.? Like even stevens..We don"t hear
About him now, a playground adage he helped somehow?
Make it clear' yet along with kids not climbing trees, the offence of dirt
And fresh skinned knees, the label placers run amok
Handing out words the keep as stock' I see politicans
Austrian too..left the building, did Elvis get a view.? he had
His faults from what I hear.? Yet his passion for the U S
I beleive was clear.' Austrians can be the same.' Their land
Has vowed 'kein kreig' being as hitler is their shame.! And so
zelensky's session they left.. peace markers standing mute
Upon their desks.! What say you.? What do you think.?
Poets peers whats in your ink.? Wtite me something the
World is bleeding.' People are straving children dreaming
Of food of love a place thats safe.'  Am i misleading? Yet war is raging in your
Face.' overtly peaceful institutions toil; to divide and
Conquer attain the land;? divide the spoils.' Their time is short
Their influence bought, the progress they offer is value naught.!

Cry, America

In the confusion 
so confounding, A Confliction, everyone’s conviction - to voice, to reason,

and 

nothing 

changes.


A man was murdered today in the streets,
Tomorrow, next week, 
next month a shooting-

a school, a grocery shop, holiday parade.

Why is it that we must die for your injustice? 
You corrupt politician! Faithless practitioner! 

Sandy Hook was a tragedy,
Look at Robb Elementary,
twenty twenty-two.
Nineteen tiny coffins, 
two teachers - our modern heroes.

A far right constipation! Begone, truth!
Up is done, left is right, sideways always!
Gather arms, gather arms! 
Second amendment! Second amendment!

Cry, Constitution! 
Founding Fathers! 
Cry, oh America!

We, the land of the Despairing, 
and the robbed - 

Raise a cry for those gone too soon,
Raise a cry for the childless mothers.
Raise a cry for the tired and the scared,
The hurting, the bruised, beaten.

Raise a cry for the confused, 
the misinformed, spoon fed fool.

Witness our bleeding hearts!
Tears! Let them fall!
Cry, oh America!

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