Tag Archives: Freedom

Decline for the many

The battle set on rapidly fading lines Moves with your pen, dropping ink Like a stone on waters around you Turning the wise into dullards The rich into poppers Freedom into national penury The times are changing Medieval life returns

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Moving on

When working weeks are over The hills and valleys draw us To expel the depleted angst And fire it into the clear air There glinting in the light We wind up this moving target Striking it dead Sorting our head … Continue reading

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a cry for Freedom

I had a clear view louder than words that were selling a dream like apple and honey the conversations baffle a single cry for Freedom   In the big old pram I carry away their doubts that brought nothing to … Continue reading

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