The Golden Goddess

She's the Golden Goddess,

A great writer but always modest.

Teaches us N critically honest,

One of the few I'll truly miss.  

She's either mixed, coloured or black,

With pronouns that tickle my sack. 

Her skin will never ever crack,

N her writing is pretty whack. 

We all listen like kids,

As she lifts the literary lid. 

On poetry n stories already writ,

N let's us write our own shit.

She's a full Zoom faced wonder,

Teaches us all like rumbly thunder. 

Lightening fast we're no longer dumber,

N she ignores R odd writing blunder.

Our lessons R always a blast, 

Making us write gold, so very fast. 

Puts her college kids on their own arse, 

So I jus hope, my own poems will last. 

The Golden Goddess was a gift to me,

She helped set my own writing free.

But from Covid, we all had 2 flee,

To Facebook, phones n PCs.

So to Michele, I'll always say,

That on my very own final day.

I will appreciate u deeply always,

For allowing my work 2 B displayed. 

© 2024 - All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid

Happy New Year Skrew 2022

It's a fucking Ho Ho, 20 22,

N a happy Omicron New Year to U.

I'm sorry 2 say that the news is true,

That the UK Gov is legally spying on U.

I said it many times n years B4,

That we'd all B getting a Social Credit Score.

It's something most people chose 2 ignore,

Now nothings private inside your very own door.

From physical to mental health probs,

To ur ability n right to get decent jobs.

N crimes committed or assumed by plastic Bobs,

To ur lifestyle choices n whether ur lazy slobs.

Yes China's been used as the West's test bed,

And a few million Uyghurs R probably already dead.

Bill Gates quotes about Commies can easily B found n read,

N the Billionaire class got richer whilst we all bled.

Its blatant they used COVID 2 bend us all over,

Now posh suits think they can jus walkover.

It's like a 3 year old Plandemic sick hangover,

And R rights R left rotting like XMAS dinner leftovers.

Now don't go thinking that I'm jus joking, 

Coz I aint been bong smoking or even herb toking.

The Government's plan aint even had any cloaking,

From new laws raining down we'll all B wet soaking.

If you wanna check it out just go read my site,

I got links to Government laws that'll set u right.

Some Spanish Docs think vaccines weren't even made right,

N even BBC admits a third of the jabbed feel pure shite. 

These leaky vaccines r nout but ching for Big Pharma,

Maybe 1 day these companies will get their own Karma.

I've had enough of Government Dr Fauci melodrama,

N once this shit is over I'll hopefully be much calmer.

So welcome to another Happy COVID New Year,

I hope U don't all go walking around in fear.

Each mutation seems 2 get weaker n easier 2 clear,

Coz Omicron Colds might end this all n get us a decent beer.

© 2022 All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

Vac Pump

Vac Pump

Bish bash bosh,

Had another cosh,

Woke up in the morning,

Now I need a blood soaked wash.

My vac pump is annoying,

I find it soul destroying,

Got man bag n tube on the shoulder,

But life I aint enjoying.

It's another lock down for me,

Stuck on bed watching TV,

Only peeps I speak 2 r few nurses,

But get tangled up when I wanna pee.

This damn things always beeping,

With wound sometimes severe leaking,

But I get bored jus lying on the bed,

But move anywhere n leg cud start seeping.

Its doing my nut nut right in,

Getting tangled tubes round a nearby bin,

I wanna scratch this deep hole right out,

But to the nurses it be a mortal sin.

So I'm either stuck here on the bed,

Or wake up after hacking, resting laptop on my head,

My time scales r way way upside down inside out,

Like someone's turned over my timer like an egg.

All I wanna do is go out n hav a walk,

Maybe meet some peeps n hav a talk.

But this canister full of leg soaked blood n shit,

Will only make ppl stare n gawk.

So I stay stuck like a COVID brick,

My self isolation is no self owned trick.

Sometimes wish I was back in Frimley Park HMP,

Sweet nurses beep beep call, n morphine lollies 2 lick.

So life right now aint nearly so so great,

But got to thank someone unknown for my fate,

And the scar etched in 2 my forehead,

Stands L for Lucky for stopping a yucky mucky deadly date.

© 2021 All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

The Walking Dead

You better run n hide,

You better run n hide,

Here come the walking dead,

I am one of the walking dead.

You better stay inside,

Run n hide.

I don't need to wear a poxy mask,

I don't want to wear a poxy mask.

Not that anyone bothers to ask.

But 10+ diff exemptions, give me a legal pass.

U see em in the corridors, watch the fear in their eyes.

An unmasked patient, is making their heart beats rise.

They step to the left, so I step to the right.

You better stay 2 metres away, or u'll get a fright.

Here come the walking dead,

I am one of the walking dead,

No mask is on, so you better fuck off n hide.

Find any room, a toilet to lock n hide.

2 metres ain't enuff love,

2 miles is far too wide.

Here come the unmasked evil ones,

Masks always offered n instantly denied,

I don't want to wear a poxy mask,

I don't need a chin wipe mask,

It's my legal right 4 u 2 get scared n hide.

U think ur going to get COVID, from me walking past?

Or is it more likely, from touching coffee mugs, or holding a dirty glass?

I don't give a flying toss, if ur scared wen I pass,

I get a COVID test every other day, n it ain't exactly a laff.

So watch the walking dead, as they dare wander unmasked.

N then wonder what exemptions, let them bare teeth n laugh.

I'm a paranoid schizo, with anxiety n not just riff raff.

But I'll let ur Sun read mind wander, n freak at the thought of ur task.

Here comes the walking dead, and he ain't wearing a mask.

How the hell am I safely, going to make it past?

Well maybe I wont sneeze on ur face, n luckily u'll last.

Then maybe u can give me a smile, under ur cloth, as we pass.

I've chased doctors, who've scampered in 2 nearest open doors.

N made lift occupants, exit on their wrong floor..

All coz of an unmasked patient, they just can't ignore.

So the more u all scamper, the more I scare some more.

Sorry but I'm past the point, of being a hypocrite.

N 2 b honest, it cracks me up more than a little bit.

To watch the unbreathable pant, as if they are all unfit.

But then I'm the walking dead, and I don't give 2 flyin shits.

© Rob Reid 2021

2021

We R now all living in a police state,

U thought I was joking a year back big mistake.

BoJo lies n toos n frows about a covid passport,

It was never in doubt, a 100% thought.

We r now just data in a 4th gen database,

Just stick to the rules serf, know ur place.

Police break up gatherings, n follow dog walkers with drones,

Try n explain wats goin on, people respond wiv moans.

We must all do it, "to get back to normal" ppl say, 

Well what's normal now, wasnt just a yr away.

Your all just compliant n docile.

I'm fucking defiant n vocal.

I want 1984 to go back to being a book,

This wasn't the way Orwell thought our land wud look.

So stick heads out ass n read from the many cancelled,

N then maybe dem brains wouldn't be so scrambled. 

© 2021 All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

The Invitation....

In 2020, our country was given an invitation,

To stay together as one, continue living as one, as a liberty freedom loving nation,

But only a few ppl stayed back, huddled together at the train station,

Waving at full carriages trundling off, travelling to an unknown Chinese destination.

Still some of our people held tight, on to that special invitation.

They chose not to become, part of a true police state, a total surveillance nation.

Too many ppl disagreed, jailing themselves inside, praying for salvation.

More than a few wanted freedom, screw the USA, and bent Joe Biden.

The lobbyists and donors of course, had special back seat, White House invitations.

To witness a lying racist President, bowing down with glorified fake admiration.

He was only in the door a single day, b4 those men sent troops into other nations.

N “Liberals” cheered on, whilst CIA news anchors clapped, and started salivating.

However still some people kept on, wishing hard, holding on tight with their invitations.

But the smiling fat controllers had already imagined n designed great global inspirations.

Peoples bank balances got smaller, some sad few, enjoyed their emancipation,

Governments made sure small businesses suffered, whilst billionaires got full compensation.

A few specially selected, were welcomed with Internet invitations.

They laughed whilst it wasn't them, being de-ranked, with online damnation.

But then supposed Liberals, became free speech censors, with glee and twisted condemnation.

Until it was their time to get de-platformed, with powerful tech, censoring applications.

Only a few were left standing at the station, hoping wishfully with their invitations.

Disgusted by DAVOS, Bilderberg, and all those globalist creations.

Some went rioting, others refused their long term, untested vaccinations.

But many ppl allowed their freedoms to succumb, to permanent COVID regulations.

Myself I said sorry Gov, I don't want any police state, virus infected invitation.

And as for my subjugation, you better dose up my medications.

Coz my mind's splitting in half like cancer, as if bombed with radiation.

And I can't handle your changing logic, n all that Tory miss-communication.

So for the people that accepted, their Governments invitation.

They were told freedom would come, from a single vaccination.

Then it became mandatory masks, booster jabs, and yearly genetic alterations.

And don't forget it will never end, we have all those foreign born, evolving COVID mutations.

So for those of you that think, a magic solution, is in any Government invitation.

You're sorely mistaken, don't know real history, and in need of some proper education.

First they create a problem, and then they offer the people a solution.

Then they stand by to watch and profit, from a divided peoples, self annihilation.

The few that stayed back, threw away the rest of their invitations.

They were left in a bleak unsocial credit world, with no physical real, human relations.

Their only escape became, 3D holographic, fake techno creations.

But soon it became every non millionaires way, to take any kind of trip or holiday vacation.

So BoJo go screw yourself and our “special” Government invitations.

A year I've been imprisoned alone, state sanctioned under your regulations.

I spit on your safety laws, fines, and ordinance mandations.

Coz if the truth is “The Great Reset”, then it should be to REAL human mental elevation.

© 2021 – All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid

There were just two of us....

There are just 2 of us,

but that's still 2 many of us,

4 the nations new laws to allow us,

so the plod come n prime fine us.

£30 sheets 4 standing in a 2 man group,

stupid fine for not obeying hypocrites n dupes,

a fruit bug magic vaccine full of gloop,

it's apparently gonna fix the whole UK troop.

But don't dwell on any of it side effects,

let the old n unhealthy take it 1^st encase they defect,

then a new virus will grow n have the same effect,

millions of peeps stuck in home prisons unelect.

I don't really care for this new police state,

even the WHO said lockdowns were a mistake,

Dr Fauci made millions working in Wuhan on the take,

and I wouldn't be surprised if it weren't natural an a fake.

So go home, disperse or you'll be banged up,

and the masked cops don't socially distance as ur tucked up,

all they want is money, locations n your privacy's sucked up,

n if u ask me or others u'll find consensuses that it's all fucked up.

© 2020 – All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid

Coincidence Theory...

Take Your Pills.....

“Free speech is speech you might not want to hear, maybe it's because it's speech you may fear."

"Your mentally ill, it's not speech I want to share, so just take your pills, please be a dear."

"I'm sorry Mum that you don't care or hear, Orwell's been knocking, but 1984's already here."

"Take your pills, take your pills, I don't want to know or even care, that the rich and powerful would dare conspire a mere.”

Coincidence Theory...

Speech, it's the other side of listening, so be quiet and meek, just listen well, whilst I try n teach,

Some lessons and facts, don't think that I'll preach, most that you hear, will have been out of your reach.

I dare tell alternative theories, historical events I seek, but talk aloud, n it's a “conspiracy theory” I speak.

I just pass on the knowledge, and info that's been leaked, but it won't be long, b4 Google denies “all free speech”.

If I dare mention COVID19, is just one big why, too many symptoms to put down, that you can die.

Wuhan's free again, their wet markets aren't shy, the rest of the world shuts shops, from only Amazon u can buy.

Fear Porn's on 24/7, news is selling one big lie, but just look at the world, and please ask yourself why?

The poor always stay poor, no-one even cries, whilst the rich get more power, their money stacked high.

Dem's denounced Trump, he maybe full of drama, but count the deaths, he's killed far less than Obama.

Voted for Biden, a “woke” lib not a harmer, but u 4get he's jailed millions, with the help from Kamala.

There is no US election, it's a selection year long trauma, then a 2 sided coin gets in, suddenly your much calmer.

Take a look at yourself, on your knee's at Police farmers, herding masked sheep, just like a snake charmer.

Biden's sons a crack head, taking pics snorting off whores behinds, then slow Joe's son, leaves his laptop behind.

Hunter likes his dick pics, his Dad must be kind, news blackout, and his dad definitely don't mind.

Coz daddy Joe jailed crack smoking blacks, millions were confined, privatised prison labour, ppl need a remind.

But if you know and u show, or dare post these FACTS online, you'll soon see your YouTube vids, instantly rewind.

Look up “The Great Reset”, it's a plan full of clues, just be sure, you're reading some real #altnews.

It don't take hard math, just basic ones and twos, people can deny, but it's been in major news.

The Globalists have been waiting 4 this event, many ppl jumped in with no clue, but when China runs the show, what will u do?

All the pubs will die, you'll have nothing to do, and I'll be paying through the nose, to just Tweet to you.

On 9.11, World Trade Centre 7 fell with suspicion, free fall to the ground, therefore it must be a submission.

We even have the CIA agent, with his death bed confession, with his last words, he let out a filmed admission.

BBC reported on the news of the collapse, with the building still full of munition, she told the world, 20 mins before it's demolition.

But there were no answers, just ask the commission, they just left WTC7 out, ignored by omission.

We had Grandpa Prescott Bush, in the 30's a heavy hitter, a powerful man, who only supported Hitler.

He even tried a coup, to try make the US even more bitter, but didn't have the balls, to be the main killer.

The man he tried to recruit, was only one General Smedley Butler, but he turned them in, coz he weren't some nutter.

He wrote “War is a Racket”, the truth of the US mugger, you should all read it, and try not to shudder.

Did you just see the Pentagon released films, of planes chasing a UFO, or was it just news, u chose to forgo?

The “Tic Tac” it was called, n made their planes look slow like crows, all over the net, but didn't make a single news show.

Even the pilot who chased it, was allowed to disclose, it defied known physics, when being interviewed he knows.

That aliens were probably flying it, a dynamic light show, but don't ask mainstream news, it didn't make one row.

You have generals and pilots, who have forgone severance, even the ex head of NATO, with top cosmic clearance.

All have tried to appear in Congress, witness to their 5 sense, all to say, that UFOs are a real presence.

NASA's own Apollo moon images, show structures mile high immense, clear to see, for all with some sense.

Ask what or how, or write online correspondence, you'll only hear sighs, from brain dead TV nonsense.

Then there's Jeff Epstein, a Mossad owned perv jail bait, was going to speak out, but met with a grisly fate.

Bill Clinton n Prince Andrew, were just 2 of his good “mates”, all caught fiddling, secretly behind locked gates.

Whilst in lockup 2 guards fell asleep, wrong ligature marks, and no CCTV tapes, but don't over think, it was just a mistake.

If he ever made it to court, imagine peoples take, to find out their beloved leaders, were pedos n fake.

You may think speech is free, you can say a lot, but I can tell you all, it's absolutely not.

Say the wrong words, or think the wrong thoughts, you never know, you might even get shot.

Try n spread the truth, just don't connect too many dots, coz your truth, will soon get forgot.

Big techs limiting free speech, their on it non stop, plus your names already been logged, n sent to the Orwellian lot..

© 2020 All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

This Is A Shit Show....

Do you believe the countries gone insane?

Fruit drink bugs gonna eat your brain,

Please someone come feel my pain,

Coz I'm alone, stone broke and afraid.

So many unnecessary people dying,

And big men are heart broke, dropped crying.

Dickhead selfish off panic buying,

An all police want to do is fuckin cite me.

Because my health is a fucking shit show,

On more meds than ten Grannies I know.

Blood eeks from the leaks, legs on show,

An bubbles pop from the snot on nose blows.

It's a sweat tank, drip drop, sorry state to be,

And Gandalf's beards half grown face on me.

Grey whiskers and no razors I can see,

Sofa dove already, one two twenty pee.

All tin cans, been scanned, and bin bagged,

Rotten fruit but it's the best meal I've had.

Got no idea if I'll ever see my Mum and Dad,

When I go out, scarf wrapped face, tight clad.

Coz this Town is a fucking shit show,

And my mental health is nagging bad, full blown.

My inner brains having a decent chat show,

And I'm socially isolated, nowhere to go.

Coz I can't even make some decent Ps,

Nags aint running, bookies closed on high street.

I need some soft paper to wipe my underneath,

But got no petrol to fly off to the heath.

Coz it seems like this worlds in martial law,

It's a sign many have seen years before.

I'd be surprised if they relaxed all new laws,

Get used to sweating hot all summer indoor.

I swear I got bugs sucking thoughts from my brain,

Not a days passed that I've been half sane.

Only got a Pot Noodle and half a can of K,

And not a single neighbours asked if I'm okay.

Coz this countries a fucking shit show,

BoJo clown, Tory fucking road show.

Every booked ops gonna be a no show,

And I'd risk ten new fines to make some quick dough.

So this rope here is going to stay,

You never know I might need to use it one day.

I let it swing back n forth an give it a play,

Then kick the chair, doped choked, merry on my way.

© 2020 All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

Fuck Facebook....

So go fuck Facebook,

    fake friends,

    and fucked faced,

    Facebook wannabes.

Your profiles prob all been cloned,

    so I only seen,

    what I wanna see,

    yet never seen.

20 year old dole blogs, arguing, musing,

    I could have been,

    I should have been,

    why wasn't I a “been”?

And decades year old school friends,

    Snapshoted and crop shotted,

    where I wanna be, could have been,

    yet never seen.

Fuck fake face pretends,

    big bell ends,

    past wanna bees,

    and ancient beauty queens.

Facefuck's trade is soaring,

    scammers' is roaring.

    posters selling, fake post pretending, miss-telling,

    but never ever, sending.

Southern beauty Queens,

    spots never seen and endless video streams,

    of automatic wet dreams,

    could have, should have beens, but sadly never to be's...

Got a dozen more “friend” requests to send,

    then I'll have tons more “friends”,

    in my "fiend list" than your "friend list", even if it never ends,

    but sadly from clicks you didn't, but wish you'd really sent.

And now every Thursday night,

    is weekly indoors street party night,

    support health workers rights,

    nurse our Boris Johnsons tight.

Otherwise society will get offended,

    because when society isn't shaped and bended,

    and when it's time to rhyme along, we get along, so sing along,

    and clap and salute, right?

It's 8 O'clock no?

    The Sun says so, so it must be so,

    porch or window, put on a good show,

    coz it's patriots time and not clapping could never be a crime....

But shouldn't the NHS be funded right,

    for all times, all come, day and night,

    not just in case of virus times,

    like this emergency fruitbug crime?

So sorry Mr OAP,

    your name forgets me,

    but the Mail,

    always kindly, and daily, reminds me.

I really don't appreciate being told,

    daily, needlessly re-sold,

    about your patrioticy, your charity,

    lapping your lawn as I drink my morns cup of tea.

You'd be sitting in silk slippers son,

    drinking pints of Rum,

    not in photos with Daily n Scum,

    if was up to me.

But you're not, you're just another Facebook meme,

    been sent off the best team.

    A striker Besties never seen,

    yet just more Facefucked news to read!

© 2020 Robert Reid – All Rights Reserved

Finally They Come....

They finally come out to my homeless park BBQ, 

Get to the back jack, be quiet, and just queue queue queue,

Burned meat and charcoal but at least it aint your Mum's chunky stale stew.

So just stick it in your mouth peeps, and just chew chew chew.

It's a summer time rhyme with plenty of nonsensical lines,

Plenty of time, so we pack the bongs nice, fat and tight.

We pass the tube round and round til the moon fades at night.

Staring at the birds looking so so fine, getting a smile if you glance just right.

Summer time crew and we all say “Fuck the boys in blue”,

Put four cops together and get the brains of just two.

Let them run round, fining unmasked devils in shops and queues,

Sticking our fingers up as they pass, coz we all hate hypocrites in blue.

Coz we're all here lying out in the shinning, beaming hot sun,

And its double hard now trying to get some real fun for some.

Boys n girls are raving to the max, all popping molly one by one,

And that blonde in the thong has got my dong throbbing like a drum, bom bom.

We're out all night til the moon comes up, and then it leaves and goes,

Lying on the grass letting weeds grow through my ten duff toes.

Night changes to light and the crew whittles, as peeps start to go off home,

But I wake up on my own, with no home to go back to, all alone.

© 2020 – All Rights Reserved - Rob Reid - Competition Winner

This won The Creative Writing Groups bi-monthly Competition for Best Poem August 2020