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Russia celebrates victory over Nazism on the ninth of may
But there is just a few things that I would like to say
Victory over Ukraine they certainly won't be celebrating
And weapons to beat them we'll keep on supplying.
How can they be so proud of their murdering scum army
Who've been engaging in vile acts of sheer depravity
Their ship the Makarov has been hit, by a missile in the Black Sea
That had been landing troops and firing missiles, indiscriminately.
I read their T90 super duper-tank has taken a direct hit
Russia might be able to salvage some bits and do a refit
The Ukrainian army are turning, Russian equipment into scrap
It's hardly state of the art, more like a pile of cheap crap.
Putin employed Chechen thugs to make sure soldiers didn't desert
Then the Russian army turned on them and left them in the dirt
But many soldiers are deserting they have now seen the light
Making a laughing stock of Russia's, supposed military might.
So as Russians cheers on their victory parade in Red Square
Hundreds of people are dying but they don't really care
They're been fed daily via TV with propaganda and lies
The fact that many support Putin should come as no surprise.
I look forward to the day when Ukraine, will eventually be free
Both I and the civilised world will be cheering their victory
Russia will no longer be a threat having been weakened militarily
And will never again be able to impose their rule, on another forcibly.
Written on 8th May 2022
An aardvark walked into IKEA
Why he did that I have no idea
Ignoring their calls
To try the meatballs
He searched for some ants out the rear
He does ‘civilised’ when he’s able
So found a flat pack dining table
He’d built one - not ever
In inclement weather
And thus it was rather unstable
You don’t see aardvarks wearing wellies
While stuffing ants into their bellies
And if he should drown
While slurping ants down
Would it show up on closed circuit tellies?
He wouldn’t be humiliated
Embarrassment is over rated
The ground was now boggy
And aardvark was soggy
His hunger was not to be sated
So he snuck in to get meatballs - Swedish
He was wet so they gave him a free dish
He ate them real quick
And then he got sick
Had somebody done something fiendish?
The police came and said, “Well I Never,
Was it IKEA food or the weather?”
They found lots of clues
They thought they could use
But they struggled to put them together.
Mother! you weep for your son, and another son
and yet another son! Fodder to the misshapen morals of this world! Shot in cold blood! Again and again! Each bullet screaming out the rage of hatred!
What God would train a piece of metal that way? Hear those voices singing hymns of some unseen spiritual head! The rattle of words that become rattle of guns! this battle ground was once the land of the cultured, the civilised! Cradles harboured love, schools values, and life was a journey of joy!
Oh! mother who has made your womb a production line of such despondency?
Every child born is a victim of savagery! Savage who pulls the trigger or the victim at the end of the nozzle are both from a mother’s womb!
Mother! Who do you pray to for justice? Your religion has been marketed and sold too! Tall architectures that speak of God, let loose on us the designs of the devil!
Where do we run and hide mother?
If only you all had the powers to refuse to lend your flesh and blood to be made victims of this insane land!
Oh, Mother! Let us all start afresh! Let us create a world, where every child born can be shown love and be taught that this human land was designed for peace and happiness!
Oh, Mothers of this world, it is time to stop your flood of tears! Only mothers know the heartbreak of a lost child!
Every tomb harbours tears that was once a reason of joy when in the womb!
The world watches silently as the injustices continue unabated! Yet we have faith in the power of mothers! In your purity of love that only your heart can generate, that may one day make us all realise that we are all children of the same mother. Mother, you are nature, and Nature is Mother!
In Africa, it’s now obscene,
That epidemic reigns supreme.
Babies born with HIV,
No chance of life like you or me.
No matter how this virus came,
I think that man should bear the shame.
He should be using all his will.
To find a way to cure this ill.
Instead his greed just leads him on,
To rape the land ‘til all is gone.
To thirst for power, at others pain,
Bring ‘hell to earth’ to make their gain.
And non will stop this bloody state,
The ‘civilised nations’, yes they wait,
Until they find that they may lose,
The price of oil or cheaper shoes.
Then they will stand, for all that’s right
In name of God, they’ll take the fight!
And smash the ones with power and might,
To free the people from their plight.
But who’s the winner? I’m not sure,
Why would they really fight this war?
Sure they’ll keep their cheaper shoes,
The cost, the loved ones, that they’d lose.
And still, chaos would reign supreme,
Still, babies die where man has been.
If only we could see the way,
And take our paths a better way.
Through prophets sent from heaven above,
God’s shown mankind the way of love.
Still battles rage, twixt love and power,
I fear hell’s gained it’s finest hour!
Ivor G Davies
Grain, oil and gas from Russia; we must find other ways
To ensure that the unhinged war criminal, Vladimar Putin pays
They want sanctions lifted and they'll free up grain from Ukraine
Seems like the sanctions are at last working and inflicting pain.
Many poorer countries in the world rely on the exported grains
But it's stuck in ports because of mines, in the shipping lanes
The whole civilised world, and the United nations need to act
Or people in poor countries will die of hunger, and that is a fact.
Vladimar Putins empty threat is nothing more than a lie
He tells the west to jump up and the west asks how high
The west's response to Vlad Putin needs to move up a gear
Or he and his cronies will be thinking, we're cowering in fear.
I urge the civilised world leaders to send weapons at any cost
Or the Ukrainians will be overrun and their territory lost
Zelensky is pleading for long range rockets, to defend his land
To help drive out the invaders and give Ukraine the upper hand.
Russia is desperately recruiting men at home, to join their army
And have upped the age limit to enlist, to claim some sort of victory
Pensioners with guns you'll soon see who are ready to croak
The once thought invincible Russian army, is nothing but a joke.
Written 29th May 2022.
18,000 children died today
850 million people went to bed hungry
well we watched television
and wondered why they fight
imagine the sound of their tears
crying into the night
imagine the pain
imagine the death
18,000 children died today
yet we consider ourselves civilised
we consider ourselves better than the past
imagine the pain imagine the death
One mother held the limp
and dying body of her infant
18,000 thousand mother's cried
18,000 thousand mother's hated
18,000 father's learned to feel anger
18,000 father's want to blame
give the man a job
so he can feed his child
You can spend all your money on bullets
you can spend all your money on planes
yet give the man a job
and you take away his pain
18,000 children die everyday
stomachs bloated and swollen
crying out in pain
famine and poverty
The serpent's evil doctrine he'd tried to inflict
Tore peaceful communities assunder; causing conflict
The ghost soldiers would come in the dead of night
Taking on the evil serpent with firepower and might.
They would infiltrate the serpent's lair and be in disguise
And unleash hit and run tactics with the element of surprise
This enraged the serpent who put a price on their head
And he would pray to his god of evil; wishing them all dead.
It was in the Middle East that the serpent came to light
Waged a killing spree thinking it was his god given right
All the ghost soldiers' had to do was follow the trail of the dead
Then corner the evil serpent and cut off its head.
Offsprings of the serpent are now starting to nourish
But our civilised world must ensure they don't flourish
All nations must come together and stop this pure evil
And stop innocent people from suffering unnecessary upheaval.
Our world would live in fear but for the ghost soldier's sacrifice
But to rid the world from evil someone pays a heavy price
Some of these ghost soldiers paid with their lives
And would do it again to ensure; evil no longer thrives.
Written 24th February 2020.
Dedicated to the special forces of many nations who waged a behind the scenes war on ISIS in the Middle East.
Their covert missions' helped bring about the end of the self proclaimed caliphate and freed many people who were slaves' to ISIS.
The caliphate is no more but the behind the scenes war continues to this day.
Pharaoh Tutankhamun graced the Egyptian throne,
A *****, brisk and spry.
From his majestical hands, dangled a scepter
And on his handsome head, sat a crown.
His empire was at its peak
For he wielded influence all over africa.
The bearded Europeans and nubianS sought his protection
For egypt, was a haven.
So organised was the land:
Amun-re and maat protected the people,
The country grew with the help of viziers.
Agriculture was a noble profession in the land,
As her economic markets were the best in the world
Egypt gave light to Greece and Mesopotamia
For her civilisation altered many a life.
And also, was the birth place of man
Such, was the land of egypt
The middle ages stroke and Europe went to sleep
But mama africa gave birth to many strong children:
Ghana, Mali, Songhai and many more
These children shoke the world with their riches and organisation.
Such was the history that africa recorded before they came.
Fredriech Hegel in want of speech said:
"Africa never had a history before the whites came."
Such a mediocre declaration from an illiterate
For in place of his brain, graced a kidney.
Africa was well civilised before the bearded people came:
We had a religion
We had education as seen in egypt
We had a well organised system in all aspects.
We had everything needed for prosperity,
We attracted them with our gold, thus they came.
But most of all, we believed in equality.
Such was africa before they came/
But when the bearded people came,
They altered our ways and put us in stocks
Then said: "we had no history."
Oblivious that africa had made history,
BEFORE
AND BEFORE
THEY CAME.
Troglodytes worked
A twenty hour week
But I'm sat in the meeting
Blinded by the pasty PowerPoint
On the horizon
I misread the slide title as
'Come Touch Me Baby'
Then I remember that I'd read
The invention of farming
Was one big shambles
Cave-dwellers had it good
Then it all went to
The earliest texts weren't poetry
But long lists of outstanding debts
Ben Franklin spat how when
The civilised man and woman
Were captured and then released
By Savage Life they would
"Take the first good opportunity
Of escaping again into the woods."
The meeting is over and we escape
As the staff all wait by the school gate
Because we're three minutes
Early clocking out
We stare at our smartphones
It hits ten past five
Out of the starting blocks
We call it a day
On arriving home we need
To call the bank and think
About hunter-gatherers
Hanging out and hooking up
If it be lunatics rule half this world
And power mad despots tread where they please
If tyrant’s fists raised, leave no toe uncurled
And civilised nations fail to appease
If Reds share handshakes to serve malign ends
And kooks with nukes make many spines shiver
If despots trade ICBMs with friends
And NATO’s one voice betrays a quiver
If hospitals shield a terror downstairs
And each side seeks resolution in war
If one hostage freed, frees twenty of theirs
And war will be war like no war before
If all this be so then are we not done
And should we concede; the countdown’s begun