Britstain.
I do not believe in property its accent on control, the finite nature of the human one, man a thousand acres. Do think about it, public access, people for freedom…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
I do not believe in property its accent on control, the finite nature of the human one, man a thousand acres. Do think about it, public access, people for freedom…
Oh for a gap in the sky above, that is where I want to be something tangible beyond those clouds the comfort of a different world, a new model order…
Living for ghosts amidst the loneliness of a breed, change transference, modern models in detachment rolling out the clones of man. Model unkown, a different breed not from Adam nor…
The removal of will, always they or them the country is broken but it is them they divide and rule, difficult now as we are swelling by the household and…
The wind horns of the sea I can hear them as I struggle to sleep the sound is hypnotising me and sapping my strength drawn to stand I take slant…