Ceuta is a Spanish city in North Africa (population: 80K people). On July 30-31, 2026 it was invaded by over 60,000 mostly young men (no women or children) who breached the border from Morocco. Some went back, but many thousands stayed or went to Spain and no one tried stop or expel them
To those who let the hordes come in:
You are the enemy within
And care not for folks of yours
The fiends walked through the open doors
They didn’t care for the law
The riots worst we ever saw
Payback when Spain Okay’s their stay
But own people they betray
Somewhere hides the “greater good”
Netflix or even Hollywood
Should pick the story of conquest
About how we lost the West
The Muslim savages are best
Failed breaks, all riled, brutal fest
They didn’t stop, run amok-crazed
Yet Spain’s “left” remain unfazed
They don’t belong, the devil’s seed
In our world, with our creed
Projection of the things to come
Continue play blind, deaf and dumb
August 5, 2026
Magazine madness of fashion obtuse,
Scantly clad teen’s covert abuse,
Circumvent moral by calling her model,
Grey line law’s favourite excuse.
Tick it and tock it,
And snappily chat,
Or X book of faces,
To summon the rat.
Where all indignation is vehemently expressed, where righteousness of self is digitally pressed, a mirror without flaw from which to throw stones, a facade without face or flesh or bones.
Artificial intelligence,
Artificial incantation,
Artificial infection,
Artificial indignation,
Artificial incandescence,
Artificial imagination,
Artificially incarcerates;
The innocents of nations.
Forgiven by your convenience,
Your need to gadget consume,
So yes their abuse is all your fault;
The fault of all in this room.
Illegal but one click away,
Ai can undress us all,
Immoral but here to play,
Yay for all our lovely tech,
What more can I say…
by David Nickle Read©2026
Concealing a dagger's not legit
even if not intending to use it
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Old man Webster and his partner Merriam tell us a person who enters or lives in a country without the documentation required for legal entry or residence is an illegal,
but perhaps those erstwhile gents are only good for crosswords and scrabble.
As the New Year is almost upon us
It’s becoming clear just how rotten
The smiling face of our nation is,
So what better time
To set it straight.
Everywhere you look waste, fraud and abuse
Overflows, as it has for many decades,
But now that the Somali day-care fraud
Is being unearthed,
Not only are the molars seen as totally rotten,
But the gums gingivitis infected as well,
To the extent all the teeth
Now need to be pulled.
And where does that leave US?
Toothless and sore and helplessly vulnerable,
And yet we’d still be alive.
Which is more than it will be
If we don’t root out the rot
Tooth and nail.
(12/28/25)
Monday morning sneaks through shack and grime,
Bullets whirr where drug barons plot their trade,
Gatas tread gingerly.wasting hours and time.
The spaza hums,mugs chime,Rooibos Tea in the lane,
Bambinos sidestep shadows,mae geri into dustty tins,
Old timers murmur incantations under the day's first pain.
Smog sprinkles from braai stands where mamtanies fry,
Pirated Kalashnikovs twinkle in the sun's first glare,
Yet souls beat steady,declining lies.
Klevahs shuffle,wallets empty,agrrements whispered fast,
Tiny tots peep through windows,hearts throbbing loud,
Even in agony,a tenacious hope holds steady steadfast.
Through shacks,mirth trembles,sharp but bright,
The day starts with grit,with pain,with dreams,
In this dream struggle, the spirit fights for light.
Verse 1
You came as frost on sleep
deprived vein,
Rendered flight,delivered chains,
Flattered big time in voice of lies,
Stole the dawn from my very eyes
Chorus (of the victims of drugs)
Here lies your defeat,(cold) and still,
Drugs break the body,not the will
Your drug dens end where Truth takes seat-
Cocaine-here lies your defeat
Verse 2
You breathed lust in a saint's disguise,
Fed on the girl's Tears,the boy's Demise.
And the timid you tortured to weep,
Now they awake from your deceitful sleep
Chorus (of the victims of drugs)
Here lies your defeat (cold) and still,
Drugs break the body,not the will
Your drug dens end where Truth takes seat-
Cocaine-here lies your defeat
Bridge
Rise from ash,from bone,from blight,
I drink the stars,I own the night.
Your voice dissolves beneath my feet,
Your reign of hollow ends complete.
Final Chorus (The Outro)
Here lies your defeat (grim ) and still
Drugs brake the body, not the will
Your drugs dens end where Truth takes seat-
Cocaine-here lies your defeat
To be truly, fully present
Of consciousness and
answering why we are here,
These studies are a promising field of research
Yet by powerful backlash
research has halted
For severe depression and PTSD
Universities use micro-doses of psylocibin
Derived from mushrooms
It lowers stress and doesn’t
cause hallucinations
Follow up studies show dramatic improvement
of conditions not previously responsive
to conventional medications and therapies
This chemical is still widely banned
Except for a few controlled studies
Underway at accredited, renowned medical
and psychiatric departments
at major universities
When popular conventional
therapies prove ineffective
the 60’s and 70’s proved a fertile ground
for those seeking help
New age treatment called Primal Therapy,
When religious cults such as love Guru’s
Hare`Krishna mantras, Buddhist chants
of Nam-Myoho-renge-kio or being shakabukued
or Hollywood fix its— for anxiety’s
mental illness failed,
Came the psychotherapists
and the latest Primal Scream Therapy
new and experimental, so-called Hollywood therapists
took it to levels unimaginable and a bit too far
and should have never been licensed!
Just how many babies
Are swapped at birth
With a look alike other
That other being
Some demon or some
Illegal Alien exchange program
Being covertly done
Right under our very noses
In broad daylight
In maternity wards worldwide
I should know
Being born with bi-fid thumbs
And six toes on each foot
Yet, it has to be my sister
She's wicked smart
Perhaps, too smart for her own good
And she has a big head
She’s got to be one
Of course, what’s a little culture shock too
Beings' stranger in a Strangeland
After walking the long long walk
Can’t even talk the strange talk
Seeking asylum from oppression
Seeking the land of Liberty
Feel free to wear their worn-out sandals
They’ll gladly trade for your Michael Jorden Nikes
Then again, maybe the exchange comes later
Some babysitter’s smuggling ring
Except she promises to turn your little rascal
Into an angel, for real
Still criminal but God ordained
With all due respect using my poetry of pain and suffering to advertise inspirational verses is truly sad glocks caused loss of life there is nothing inspirational about the effects of using an assault weapon truly sad place in American i watched a 9MM penetrative the body of a man while crawling on his belly nothing inspirational about suffering from gun violence in AmericaI believe me it is very misleading to advertise peace inspirational verses hidden behind murder
GO, NO—STAY
Deport those filthy illegals, go call the cops!
But not the brown losers who are picking our crops
We won’t tell them to go
Who else would stoop so low?
And it would cause inflation in our grocery shops
At the end of the day
Reality bats last
So when you worry
That we’re down in the 9th
Just remember
Take heart
And find solace
That reality always
Has the final say
(8/2/24)
..
…pick one
Triden or Bump
The or wins every time
All the new politicians
wore new suits
but everyone ones starving
Tell you what it is a good strategy
Less to rule
My queen was Freddie
No kings in Scotland
and your creepy brother
needs locked up
And mate seriously you need to go to speck( was gonna do a bit about tunnel vision then I remembered)
savour how sublimely this line turns into rhy
Me a name you call yourself
Breaking rules
Every law was flawed
Thor was sawing a puss ycat kin half
I think I might write a false history book
where a.I. Primary purpose is to begin the creation of
humanity so that they create a.I.
They know the difference between a duck
One of its legs is the same as the other one
Why not Robyn Hood
I wanna be the first woman to play Batman
We got here marvellously
Bye
Illegal Migrants
Miracle Man
4/19/2024
Their sleeping bags and tents line each street,
making an eyesore of what once was neat.
The thing most unfunny,
we’re giving them money,
while our healthcare resources they deplete.
The Roadside Medicine Sellers
Are Pharmacists' bold tellers
Of an enduring contest
Not unlike a weighted test!
Ever waxing Drug Dealers
Competing as Sure Healers
But spinning laughing profits
For all their being cursed misfits!
Shame to legalizing Laws
Unbolting illegal doors,
Patent Medicine - obtained Rights
A From - Reality Fool's flights
That often drop a body
For a post - Morten study
What a crazy patronage
Of Butchers in Tactful Age
Hardly like us for neck ties
Their tie - free neck for loud lies
Oh' how their shelves kick with drugs
In their stores Persian Rugs
Their Sales' Facilitators
The Non - Stop Oscillators
Admit men ,though, we're the cause
Before customers long pause
Smiles not customer- friendly
Handshakes not given grandly
Lordly prices for packets
The released picture Rackets.
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