Numb
When the feelings gone how can one hurt or hate. When the light is hidden the truth can’t be found, we remain as the mole in his sightless realm, with…
Of This Day…
Am I enlightened whilst I am awake, how many decisions do I make in the name of this day is it like yesterday that has now gone cold, with the…
Humans
As it emerges it pushes and pulses a groaning mass in stale grey air, advancing pushing against beasts of buildings the breed is crawling, slithering to a full stop running…
Masters In High Chairs A Commentary
The conspiracy and control and how this keeps the masters in their high chairs from the monarchy to feudal landlords, the banks governments national and local, it is all there…
To The Glory Of Poor
To the glory of but the poor remain so have to refrain from anger but it boils today not as yesterday, this is now restless and wanting a heavy stone…