poem
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I Hate it Here
I hate what they have made the world to beThe rank corruptionAnd not just the monetary kindI mean complete moral, ethical corruptionNecrotic, gangrenous, cancerous putrefactionThe way they have degraded everythingPulled us down to their levelInto the filth where they wallowAll that they touch rotsIt sticks to everything we doThe deformation of normalityOf civilityAt first we…
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Killing Us
This is a piece I wrote back in February 2023 just after the transphobic murder of Brianna Ghey. Depressingly, I’ve had to add a couple of new lines to it to cater for the people who are now willingly lending their talent and fame to the further enrichment of the person who is successfully winning…
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Cancelled
A short poem I wrote after another morning of disrupted travel to work, and general feelings on who our “elected representatives” are blaming for the ills of the world, when we should be looking elsewhere. Cancelled Another cancelled trainAnother disrupted morningCommuters stood around yawningAs we’re all made late again. First world problems we all agreeAt…
Beckbridge - sometime scribbler 