Heartless Necropolis

The city got soul
But it ain’t got heart,
All my heroes died,
so did worthwhile trades
That these people plied.
Masses visit their graves,
Resting places
More like living rooms,
Sucking energy from
The respectful living dead.
Keith Moon’s grave,
Was like a midday rave.
Not a flyered event,
Certainly glad I went.

Westminster was plastic,
No heart or soul,
On my millionaire road,
I pumped out pollution
Of my own.
Survival methods
To stay alive
To breathe in more smog.
No space for more dead,
At least they won’t
Need to buy a ticket
For Necropolis Railways.

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Cherokee

My friend is a cherokee,
I nicknamed him JC,
We had big adventures
Sometimes he’d drive me crazy,
With his endless wisdom.
A right pair we were!
A non-native indian and him!
Ironically he weren’t a red,
he called football ‘soccer’.

He used to call me Black Beard
he won’t know that now
it’s slightly grey,
not seen him in many years
since he moved back to his
Southeastern Woodlands,
the air was too dirty here
he’d say whilst pumping
out smoke from his pipe.

Uncle Ned introduced us
JC was his friend first
their stories made me laugh
never a dull day with them two.
Jokes came four-by-four
Laughter was automatic
Like how he was geared.
JC is a Jeep Cherokee
I miss driving that big car

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Devil-eloped world

The devil rules today,
Secretly a union formed,
He’s the man of this house,
That’s why it’s not in order.

The good are too few,
The devil’s money rules all,
New money, old money,
Dirty money that’s been cleaned.

The good need to be bad
Just to survive in this mess,
The sick needs to get better,
To help our fight against the devil.

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Sweet TnT

Two years passed fast
The permanent photos
in my head will always last
What a gorgeous place!
My paradise, never lost,
Trinidad and Tobago.

Two little islands, sweet TnT,
A richness that can’t be defeated,
even in corrupted times.
I miss the sexy sunshine
and coconut breakfasts too,
But miss the people much more.

Two great friends live there,
no distance separates us.
Telling tales of shagging dramas,
On boats near Chaguaramas!
Keeping them ties alive
Is definitely a must!

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Skelter Helter

The slide is reversed
I float upwards,
Rising like the heat
Climbing like a bird

The move is slow
I see all around
People left on ground
Houses getting smaller

The wind is cold
When I think of it
So I do not anymore,
I close my eyes.

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I cared for you

I cared for you
        deeply.
Like I care for
Tinned mackerel,
in tomato sauce,
          from Lidl.

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The drought is over

The plains were dry
Arid and hard
Nothing could be planted
No seeds could grow
All smiles were lost

They said it was record-breaking
h2o reached historic lows
Soil was sad, thirsty full of doubt

I wrestled with the drought
What else could I do?!
And the monsoon
has now come,
Faces no longer glum

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