I write this sitting in the kitchen sink.....

I write this sitting in the kitchen sink,

It gives me time to sit n think.

The cool water running over my legs,

A midget wishing he had long pegs.

I sit here all alone in the basin,

Splash a bit of water over my face an,

Drown my sullen sorrows.

N hide from ill thought shot arrows.

My head sits under the tap,

And the drips make me want to nap.

It saves on having a bathroom,

And lets me have a bigger living room.

A midget in my own mansion,

That a tall person would need an expansion.

I get out of my two tooled bath,

N rub down have a good laugh.

I may be small in stature,

But my belly is full of laughter.

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Protest in Silence....

This new Tory Police bill, 

Makes many ppls heads swill.

Protest in silence they say,

As cops beat protesters all day.

Politicians want r protests silent,

But the police will still make it violent.

It's never shown on the nightly news,

Coz the uninformed will just get confused.

They just play with their electronic toys.

As our civil rights r being destroyed,

Knowledgeable see the coming fear,

As a true police state gets too near.

So b silent but still protest pls mister.

Let's just hope someone hears u whisper.

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Money....

Money, money, money,

Money, money, money,

I never, ever ever, got nuff money, 

Always needing more, more n more money, 

N I when I need it most, I can't get no money.

What do you do you do, when u got no money?

You get in debt, ur friends get funny.

I want some tasty food, n I wanna a full belly,

But I need those tings, dat cost more money.

I need more money, who cares if the weathers sunny,

My mind is fixed, on getting dat money.

I need those meds, that cost so much money,

N I'd like to drink that juice, dat cost much money.

I used 2 drink dat strong cider, that cost little money,

Still wallet got blank, n my tummy got scummy.

I need dem good pills, but the doctor won't fund me,

So I have to beg, pls Sir, spend some cash on me.

Parents think I'm scum, coz I always ask 4 money,

But to wake up not feeling sick, costs lots of money.

So those things ur told 2 buy, that cost chunks of money,

I wish I could scrub, coz I got no money.

But I jus can't stop, coz my nose is very runny,

And this world is made of debt, n debt is real money,

Food costs money, n tools cost money.

We could all share tings, but ppl think that's funny,

Look at me n stare, as if I'm a Red Commie,

Try n explain, that we don't need fiat currency,

The Gov won't allow it, coz they want r debt money,

And Bank of England, jus prints funny money.

Crypto currency, n decentralised money,

If I cud hack ur computer, I cud mine more money.

Tories are scum, n Labour aint honey,

No party rep me, they all want more money.

Income tax was supposed 2 b, 4 one war only,

But then it stuck around, coz Gov's blag was phoney.

VAT tax, and inheritance money,

It all goes to the top, n they love taking r money.

I want to stick around, but every day costs more money,

N if I want to live, I need much more money.

So what do I do if I can't get more money?

I go n rob n bank, 2 steal back my own money.

Then I'm put away, coz stealing aint funny,

Is a noose round my neck, da only way 2 pay back money?

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Inspired by poem by Benjamin Zephaniah - "Money"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k2TiNi9w-XE

Miss Communication

Hi there, I don't know if you remember me but I was up town last Saturday at the anti-lockdown protest. I saw you choke out that cop and then give him a good boot in the head. I filmed it on my phone and put it up on TikTok. It's already got over 100,000 views. I don't know if you saw me but I really liked your cahones. Get back to me as I am going up next weekend. Here's my address and mobile no.

Yes, I was there on the South bank giving the coppers a good beating. They deserved it. I didn't realise it was you who had filmed me and put me up on the Internet though. I saw myself choke him to the ground on Twitter the other night about twenty times and wondered how it had got there.

It was great, it was me, you are famous. Everyone in the anti-lockdown movement thinks your a hero for what you did. You really showed them we won't take any more. Are you coming up town next weekend?

Well to be honest I wish you hadn't had filmed me doing that at all. Once it was all over the web, I was facially recognised by those modern cameras cops all have in London and I had my door broken down in the week and got nicked for ABH. I have to go to court on Monday now, probably looking at a 5 stretch for assault on old bill. You really fucked my life up by putting that film online, you twat. When I get out I'm coming for you.

No reply.

Based on a lockdown protest in Germany...

Lets' have it, love to see blue get a taste of their own medicine. Bloke sure has balls to choke out a copper and now hes all over the web, cameras have their downsides. Hope he doesn't get into much sh!t for fighting back. https://t.co/KioRWxYIiD

— DarkPolitricks (@darkpolitricks) March 15, 2021

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My mother used to tell me....

My mother used to teach, n she taught me to always ask teachers why?

So I went off to senior school, and started to make Religious teachers cry.

Shut up, don't ask questions, there's just a powerful man sitting in the sky,

But how I'd say, explain to me, I wanted answers but the teachers couldn't comply.

Though in History class it was the single one, I never used to muck around.

My teacher was enthusiastic, and all our topics were ground n sound.

JFK conspiracies, CIA coups, interest was mine n very profound.

A star in exams I got, coz my essays were based on true historical background.

So then I did Media Studies at college, as I wanted to speak the real truth,

But got expelled within 3 months at 6^th form, by undercover blue.

So to tech college I went, to be taught about media owner bias, n writing to their tune.

N suddenly I realised I wouldn't be able 2 write what I could, so my plans lay in ruins.

So that's why I blog so much, coz I can tell the story I want and everyone should see.

It's got me kicked off multiple platforms, n even had the US Army cease n desist me.

I tell the truth to power as much as I can, and stick 2 fingers up to authority.

But when I try to discuss all this with my Mum now, all she wants do is drink her tea.

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