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The sea rose up to kiss the sky
crashed down upon the ship
then tossed it high
like some baby with a new toy.
The slaves emerged blinking
in the harsh light on deck
Their chains for ever linking
their ultimate fate.
Suddenly the chain pulled tight
and sliding and screaming
The slaves without a fight
slipped into their watery grave .
So who is to blame
for this merciless deed?
Just a false insurance claim
paid for those lost at sea!
Based upon the true story of slave traders drowning their slaves. In order to claim the
insurance that could only be paid out for those lost at sea. As dramatised in Turner's
painting of a slave ship.
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Curbside romance
Picture in a magazine
Leering at a beauty queen
Short shirts and dirty mack’s
Waiting for red light perhaps
A furtive glance
Curbside romance
Fake smiles through
Red violent lips
Faded faces worn
By times constant grip
High heeled whores
Strut like flamingos
On their way
To another nights work
Woman in a window
Peering down the street and
Meat in a butchers shop
Waiting to be eaten
Internal musing
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Fist thrust aagainst straight arm
As hammer and bayonet clash
above the crying child
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Once a small boy
Stood listening
On a Bridge to an island
To a bird in a tree
With a song in its head
Now I stand
Staring at
A bordered up Bridge to
A bare button island
And a bird that's just dead
with a stone in its head.
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Selsey, a glistening jewel by the sea speak to me!
Tell me of the treasures, buried in your beaches
talk of the fishing boats, bolstered by the sea.
Whisper of the stony multitude rimming your waters
wail fruitless against the incessant wind
at all the lost fisherfolk picked from life's tree
shout loudly over the waves, beating on the shore
to try and make a mark against nature's sins
Now speak softly of the balmy sunny days
with wheeling children playing on the sands
speak no more of your turbulent past
forget the heart break and move on
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MY LIFE
My life is regimented by the constant unnerving beat
Of the angel on my back.
She is my constant companion.
Her neck, intertwined with mine.
If she falters
I will die
We are intimately attached.
However, far from in love
It is indeed a love hate relationship
I listen to her every breath.
While she totally ignores me
I try every move to remove her
But like a limpet for life
She claws desperately on to my soul!
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The Onset of madness
What demons lurk in waiting
beyond my hope of knowing
Why is my TV talking
Whispering slyly to me
As my anxiety carries on growing.
I surface from nightmares sweating
then plunge back into stunned confusion.
Angry lights flickering in my eyes
That only I can see
in life' s ever shifting illusion
I grasp in vain for reality
but instead claw only darkness.
strain to hear the constant voices
plotting my downfall next door
O God! My head is a mess!
Will I ever escape the tentacles
squirming over my face
silence the voices and TV' s opinions
snuff out the lights , illuminate darkness
and rejoin the human race.
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Afghanistan - fourth time lucky !?
Every day on the news.
(Just before the funny bit)
Soldiers names are scrawled on the grim roll call
Yet in centuries past
Every day in the paper.
Strangely familiar names were recalled.
When will we learn history' s lesson
and stop seeing young lives.
Rubbed out by remote control.
How can we carry on up the Khyber pass.
Fight again, Warriors who live for war.
To killing, then hiding, then killing anew.
Why can’t we learn
The Russian’s lesson
And stop banging our heads on the wall !
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Internal musing
Who knows in the end things may become better
. In a gradual, two steps forward and
one sep back kind of way life for humans may get better
but then again by the time that
happens we may well be on our own
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A light in the darkness
How hard it is
To strive
For the unreachable peak
To stay calm
And let the words flow.
To hold steady
In the face of critics storm
And deliver
From the depths
That one eruption
That changes the world.
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