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Tickets went on sale to see Gary Barlow
A well loved singer, it will be a sell out show
My hubby was 1600th in the on-line queue
There were no tickets left when he got through
I went on the Internet to see if any were for sale
Yipee, I found a ticket, but my face went pale
The face value of the ticket was £163 pounds
but the price they were asking it just astounds
It was five times the cost of the original ticket
Such intense profiteering, it just isn’t cricket!
Title is a play on words – Gary Barlow was a member of a group called ‘take that’
The venue only holds around 2,000 people so ticket demand was very high and it sold out very quickly. Poetic licence used – hubby didn’t bother staying on line to get the tickets as he knew it would be sold out
* a British phrase - if behaviour is not cricket, it is not honest or moral
10-21-17
Endearing Ms Eilish not willy nilly a silly Billie got her wish despite the stares
Crys of why guys are there any let alone so many glutton button billionaires?
Not adhering to age old sage adage share if you've enough stuff to spare
Uncouth domineering untruths sold smearing sleuths as society tears
Sneering about profiteering mining shining spiting climate crisis scares
Cheering racketeering careering all about that flocks stocks & shares
Leering snares creatives gold left bereft fearing they're not their flair heirs
Persevering with cold jeering at hearing protests that then fold no one cares
Scold civic critics nearing the facts spearing by acts.. pacts & unfair flares
Cost of disappearing rare species now just pieces of faeces in their lost lairs
Searing temperatures rearing still somehow our despairs never even airs
Gearing up for the veering apocalypse peering as the sun stun gun glares
Must be bold steering pioneering derring do clearing these nightmares
Who dares volunteering to stop the interfering engineering by the billionaires?
It is the cause of all acts of terrorism,
including but not limited to suicide bombings.
It is the cause of most crimes running rampant in all nations,
including but not limited to child exploitation,
human trafficking, mostly women,
but generally both male and female when trafficking children.
It is responsible for all the wars throughout the world presently exploding,
making more richer and more powerful CEOs of war profiteering corporations,
including but not limited to all the corrupt politicians,
and lawyers and so called "Honest" businessmen.
It is responsible for all who have ever been,
poverty stricken, starving and dying from malnutrition.
Without the need for money all of the above would no longer exist.
If we are to evolve for the better, society must go moneyless,
with a new set of values also established,
that isn't motivated by greed or monetary profit.
I'll say it again like I've said it before,
"Money must one day go the way of the dinosaur,
or it will be the cause of all of our peril for sure."
It's like a black cloak around our world bringing misery and death
Virologists are saying " you ain't seen nothing yet"
If only our leaders would look back, at how these viruses thrive
They'd have got answers in history books and many would still be alive.
It will soon be the norm for families each and everyday
To attend funerals of loved ones who have passed away
And while adults pay their respects and kneel down to pray
Children will get bored and around the tombstones they'll play.
Every country takes action their way and will not be told
If they follow the W.H.O. 's advice more would live to be old
But it's far too late now covid - 19 is thriving
While we fight the virus with emphasis on surviving.
Don't mix with others and steer well clear of the crowd
Or it might be you that will be covered with a shroud
To increase your chance of survival, ruthless you've got to be
Even keeping a safe distance from your own family.
Crime is now rife there's profiteering and panic buying
Not enough is being done and the death toll is rising
Some impliment soft measures that seem quite funny
They don't care about you it's all about the money.
We all need to take care singing from the same hymn sheet
Or it won't be too long before the army's on the street
People will get mean and desperate in order to thrive
Pushing aside the weak and vulnerable who'll struggle to survive.
Our health workers pushed to the limit administering care
While the selfish among us strip supermarket shelves bare
But others are doing good things for their fellow man
No one knows if they'll get ill so do good deeds while you can.
Written 21st March 2020.
Slavery solidified the UK's place in the world
Earning recognition, power and control
The foundation of its empire
Built by slave labour
Stolen wealth sat in their banks
Invisible blood covers every coin and note
Hard earned black money
Given to the rich, white and upper class society
Spending our wealth
On buying more slaves
So they can sit and roll around like pigs in the mud
Except instead of mud it was our
Blood, sweat and tears turned into paper
Museums are guilty too
Our pain and culture is not here to be mocked and viewed
African artefacts and art
Taken without permission
Just like our ancestors autonomy
The choice to do what we want with out bodies
But hey at least it benefited the economy
Profiteering off of stolen property
So they can move ahead in the one-sided game of racist monopoly
While they leave black people in 'jail' or trapped in poverty
Our hands created the many institutions of education
Schools, colleges and universities
Our blood stained the bricks we stacked
Then denied us entry because we are black
But would allow professors and scholars
To teach and enrich students minds
Whilst simultaneously being racist
Ironic how they'll take our donations
Then use that to pay their wages
But then deny our history and our right to be apart of the right to an education
Beatitudes for the Silent
Beatitudes for the ailing hearts
Gratitude for those who have been there from the start
Attitude from those who are willing to depart
Platitudes for those who just want to seem smart
Commendations for those who aren’t competing for validification
Inspiration on offer for she who is looking for elation
Co-modification of a profiteering person who is subverting the situation
Simplification of a narrative that is too complex for pronunciation
Limitations of my mind in terms of articulating conceptual theories
Imitations of mankind by artificial intelligence seems quite dreary
Complications of the refined while I am discarding Timothy Leary
Invocations of the defined as all this contemplation makes me weary
Overpopulation is ironic as we sit there isolated
Aggravation feels moronic as they can’t see the facts that have been stated
Admiration for the iconic statements that seem complicated
Defamation for the sardonic who seem to be elated
Aspirational implications for those in surplus of self belief
Exasperation for the rumination that propels you toward grief
Adaptational genetics of innovation that make you exclaim in disbelief
Congregational phonetics that have been designed by mischief
Resigned to fate I must deliberate on more contentious topics
Designed to hate the human race is self centred and myopic
Defined by love in some debates while writing a biopic
Inclined to state the truth I look for concentration that’s symbiotic
The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz
Each day we rise from sleep oblivious
to what may play out in daily patterns tedious,
morning coffee or cereal
fades to life less ethereal.
Off to work or off to school
our minds slip into the daily races fueled.
Never a thought or question as to the day's fate
until the moment rises when we're too late.
Too late for a loving hug or that kiss goodbye
when spirits are hurried in the by and by
but someone irrational and angry in a hateful thought
brings chaos to the innocence of youth caught;
The firefall spattered wide and random in its spray
fated to take all our innocence away,
while men in higher places and positions
look down stagnant sorrowful in contrition.
Their views and words so quickly relayed
saying the same repetitive explanations on parade
yet turn blind eyes to the anger of the crowd
who shout and cry at the newest shrouds.
What does it take for common sense solutions
to oppose the profiteering greed pollution
that overwhelms the general average populace
and holds down the real of Washington's disgrace?
Each day we rise from sleep oblivious
to what may play out in daily patterns tedious,
morning coffee or cereal
fades to life less ethereal.
Ours is a world of meanness, fear, and dissension
Filled with uncertainty, strife, and apprehension
A world fueled by selfish greed and profiteering
And false promises of those electioneering
A world filled with confusion, leaving us displaced
We try to understand, but still we are unbraced
The gains of labor are cancelled by inflation
Depleted further by burden of taxation
Driven by selfishness, people are afflicted
Wounded, broken, abused, hurt, sick, and addicted
Dreams are forgotten, lost on the slippery slope
Discouraged, depressed, hopeless, unable to cope
Two centuries ago, earth was a similar place
Angry, dark, mean, abusive, and in need of grace
People were in a hurry, seeking their own fame
Trying to get ahead, willing to shift the blame
Into this kind of world, the Lord Jesus was born
To deliver grace and peace to people forlorn
On mission to our planet that had blown a fuse
He came from heaven to deliver good news
Born of a virgin, as the prophets had foretold
Cradled in a manger, for the world to behold
A little baby boy, crying, making a fuss
They called him Immanuel, which means “God with us”.
Listen now
Morning arrives;
Mystic voice
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Dawn speaks
Fond sighs;
Haze loiters
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Sun-block hazy
Fuzzy logic;
Sumatra fires
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Ashy contrast
Smoky smelly;
Foreign stench permeates
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Hazy shades
Photoshop contrast;
Smoky air
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Deeper meaning
Beyond stuff;
Profiteering woes
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Nero's antics
Witty wise;
Hazy surprise
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Crash and burn
No returns;
Hazy churns
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Cheer now jeers
Haste seeds near;
Crazy haze
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Conflict
Contrast;
Compound
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Breathe deep
Haze streaks;
Dry smoky cough
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Leon Enriquez
08 October 2015
Singapore