Sunday should be held in Sarawak

I see things like poetry and irony in equal measure, each a treasure store and though I can’t explore it all I nibble around the edges like a hungry minnow in a hurry to grow up. Poverty! gets me going on a rant the greed of those who can’t see the hardships, like the political…

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I don’t like cricket

What we have to realise at this late stage is, that the revolution which was within our grasp is unlikely now to materialise. The secret society within our society have decreed, that we have more than we need to fulfill their needs, and we will doff our caps to the fat cats in the belief…

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Urban

And it doesn’t take a genius to see how much they hate on us. The collaboration. It was an exploration of what could be, but it got lost along the way. The dizzying heights oh we were burning the lights most nights, now It’ll turn into a memory remembered kindly. And behind me there are…

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Angry of Anglesey

Putting it on the slow burn giving it some time to turn into a righteous indignation they practice prostitution like it’s something that’s brand new and those politicians fool you because that’s what they’re selling you and you’ll lap it up all kittenish I wish it wasn’t so, but we’ve all been genome modified brains…

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The ‘utility belt’

Anger contained. It’s a tumble down all up in the air not worth half a crown until it’s spent. Too much of and far too many personalities and that’s a disorder in the new order. I disintegrate into a vegetative state almost hibernate but one has to be wary there are scary things and not…

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