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This is the Body I Love (a year of terror 2022)

This is the body I love

And I can change it

 

You take food from it

Let it shiver in winter

Make it wait 9 hours in an ambulance

As it withers away

 

This is the body I love

But you have changed it

 

It waits in a

bomb shelter

and screams

don’t kill me

 

It gasps for breath

In a frozen sea

Please don’t

Drown me

 

This is the...

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2022

Terry Hall

Terry Hall

 

I heard the news

At 4.30 a.m. exactly

I knew it would hurt

And it did so badly

 

A voice that blew away the fluff of the 80’s

A sincere stare

And words that were rich and plenty

 

I heard the news

At 4.30 a.m. exactly

I knew it would hurt

And it did so badly

 

An honesty that left you feeling less alone

A life of pain

etched ...

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Terry Hall

We Live in Fear

We live in fear

Of putting the electricity on

We live in fear

Of the next bill to come

We freeze in desperation

As the gas dies down

 

We live in fear

Of people in dinghy boats,

Though we know none of them

 

They make us fear…

The bus we can’t catch

The train we can’t ride in

The pub we can’t go into

 

Whilst they unpack

Fresh Harrods s...

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cost of livingtories

(For Salman Rushdie)

There are no words

Because words can lead to death

If I let my pen run freely

I will be the next

You will be next  

Until, the door is closed

And the audience has left

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(For Salman Rushdie)

There are no words

Because words can lead to death

If I let my pen run freely

I will be the next

You will be next  

Until, the door is closed

And audience has left

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RushdieSalman Rushdie

The Lunatic has left The Asylum

After holding the country

In a straight jacket

Of lies, deceit  and

Despicable behavior

 

The Lunatic has left

               The asylum

 

After…

Trashing the country

Smashing up democracy

Popping corks when people died

 

The Lunatic has left

                The asylum

 

But the rats will enter again , from the side door

 

 

 

 

 

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BorisBoris Johnson

You Will Pay for This

On “Victory Day”  Knee deep in blood

 

The arms and limbs of the dead

Climb up you

In day and night terrors.

Murdered by you

 

Mothers

Fathers

Lovers

Sisters

brothers

children

&

Babies

 

All silenced by you

 

Your final solution…

Like the Jews in the ghetto.

All must go

 

But on your death bed

“Your god” whispers

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PutinUkraine

In the Silence

The cars outside my window

Rumble to and from places

Without a care in the world

 

The children scream out Mehmet’s name

To come out to play

And when he does

Their little faces light up  

 

In Mariupol there is just silence

A bird sarcastically chirps

A dog sniffs round

But there is nothing to eat

 

The rumble of tanks has gone

The screams have ...

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MariupolUkrainePutin

Mourning…

I wake up to coffee

My failing eye sight

Classical music  gently calming down

The beats of the coming day

 

My cat encircles me

Wanting food

And then with trepidation

I turn on the news

 

 

They are waking up to

An underground shelter

Darkness all around them

 

Hearing in the distance

The slow thunder of tanks

 

And the loss of thei...

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Ukraine

The Sirens Ringing Out

The sirens are ringing out

Did I wake up to 1939?

 

Bits of paper waved in the air

As a bomb rips through a house

 

“we’ll hit them in their bank accounts”

But no statement can save a child’s life

 

The sirens ringing out

Wailing across a Kyiv square

 

A mother in Donetsk a sister in Odesa

A cold chill running down her spine

 

“It’s hopeless”

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Ukraine

The slow tissue paper of lies

Inflation is going down

Though you know it’s rising sky high

 

He gets to the dispatch box

And says 2+2 are 5

“No, it’s 6” scream the backbenchers

“It’s 7” “No it’s 9”

 

The thin burning tissue paper

Of lies

 

Corruption is a badge of honour

The truth is a lie

Just sit back and watch

The country burning from the inside

 

The thick corrosive wound fes...

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Boris JohnsonBoris

For Once…

                           For once I didn’t open my eyes

                           And flick on the screen

Scan the news, designed to make me scream.

Posts and pictures of people “seizing the day”

Each not so subtly saying

“Look at me look at me”

 

Instead…

                 I poured coffee

                 With my first cigarette in hand

And looked at something ...

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