A System Of Inequality
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We live
In a system
Of inequality…
A Simulacrum of Thought
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Every morning
I rise with the sun
Watching with awe
The soft vibrancy
Of cloud and colour…
Just A Fiction
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My entire sense of self
Is supplanted
By that one undefinable feeling
Of a nothingness with substance
A heavy emptiness
Filled
With a choking void…
A Requiem For What Could Have Been
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Last night
I dreamt
Of my father’s death
The slow pathetic decline
Of a worthless man
Was reformed into
A noble sacrifice
A resilient stand against oppression
An act to be proud of…
I Am A Contradiction
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I am a contradiction,
A social inadequacy.
Stifled rage.
Missed opportunities.
Goals unfulfilled.
Talent unrecognised,
Talent wasted….
Adulting, Would Not Recommend
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Adulting, would not recommend.
There’s just too damn much to comprehend.
Work, work, work, work, no time for my friend.
Now look at that, my life’s about to end.
I do not rate,
My current adult state,
Always running late,
Trying to put food on my plate…
Red Signs and Rainbows
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Everyone’s experience of lock-down is different. My heart goes out to the children and partners of abusers, to the families of loved ones who pass, to the kids struggling to make sense of it all, to the parents struggling to put food on the table and to everyone going a touch insane with so much time to fill.
We are currently not allowed to use playgrounds, and residents have taken to putting rainbows in their windows as a way to show solidarity with one another, as well as for a little game for the children as they walk past.
