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The rich man and the poor man

The rich man and the poor man Heard the knock upon the door The rich man had the longer drive So Death had walked the more Come in! Come in! and have some gin! The goose is nearly done! At which Death shone a rictus grin - One's work is rarely fun The Priest and King whose entrails sting With poison lord the land Thus beckon in their kith and kin Who scythes with equal hand You see! You see! My serfs are free! No souls beyond the gate! I see your traded currency Said Death, perhaps too late Fractured as the person lives Net of takes and net of gives Who can tell where ledger lies In truth, with all or nothing eyes? I made my money! All hard earned! - At other's schools, their methods learned And taller trees on merit grow The forest floor inherits so! And Death looked on with Timeless eyes And yawned at those who plagiarise Though humans cloud in gathering mist He saw the word 'philanthropist' As the polyp coral bound Grasps at life a...
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Phantom poem for the day

Phantom limb, phantom pain, Phantom phantom in the brain, Two at once the conscious seed, One to write, and one to read.
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Poem for the day

Spring up, fair Arab! Heed the call, The Autumn tweets the Tyrant's fall, The Summer Sun sets in the West, And Eastern Winter lays to rest Thy leaves upon a crimson sand, Thy scattered seeds by holy hand, Know that thou suffered but in vain! As poppies hang in daisy chain Around the neck of Human, See! The planting of thy future Tree. Two blooms upon a desart land May grow sincerest creed That each themselves a flower Grand And each the other weed Yet all grow under the same Sun And grew from the same Seed.
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Poppies beget poppies poem for the day

It's National Poppy-washing day! Now Poppy-wash your sins away! Remember that the greatest sin Was stupid fuckers joining in Perhaps to you it looks absurd The hordes that ran to join the herd And you at least are not a sheep But only for the fallen weep And how they suffered! How you're sad! And how you're free! And how you're glad! And how you advertise such Grace With stupid bloody poppy face And while you're joining in it's true As monkey see so monkey do Remember that they died that you May one day be a poppy too.
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Poem for the election

Donald! Donald! tyger bright Panther prowling through the night What infernal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful oratory? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt thy burka melted eyes? On what whims dare he aspire? What the voter seize the fire? In the land of sanguine woe - Could forge the plastic GI Joe Could fetch it from the furnace deep And in their horrid ribs dare steep And keep or worse Guantanamo? In what clay & in what mould Were their eyes of fury roll'd? And what anvil, what black art Could twist the advertisers heart What the ghost? & what the flea? Dare paint thy false democracy? And what hammer? And what chain? Could fire the forests of thy brain? And when thy heart began to beat What dread hands! on what dread meat! When the stars threw down their spears And watered Clinton's Joker tears Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the clown make thee? Donald! Donald! tyger bright Panther prowling through the night ...
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Aberfan

Hush! It's time for lessons children Mighty are the works of man! Glory to the black-veined junkie Sleeping over Aberfan Dream the dark gold piling higher Such twould make the mountains cry Stream the valleys blackest choir Little diamonds in the sky Can you hear the siren Angels? Softly in the twinkling dome? Or has dark enrichment crushed you? None to take the lessons home.
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In the bosom of the Nile

In the bosom of the Nile With an enigmatic smile Beckoned Pharoah's unseen hand Promising the Promised Land Pyramids of Golden Grain Threshed and flailed the mark of Cain Written red in Giza's womb Built upon the living tomb Plague upon included middle! Sphinx within, without the riddle Melting pot or boiling kettle? Far the strains of Nero's fiddle Poison asp of Cleopatra Bit the currency made flesh Grew the many-headed hydra Wove the sticky spider's mesh Drew the thread of Theseus closer Then the closer mirror saw! Not the Promised Land of Moses But the mighty Minotaur! Furies rent the plates tectonic Weighted coin of binary As the double-headed Janus Counterfeit the lock and key Sharply grew the wealth of nations Piled upon the nation's poor High upon the needle Caesar Looked abroad to conquer more Mined the flesh of Atlas buckling From the bowels of Hades forge Rose the man of iron chuckling Lava smile of Satan! Gorge! Hush! ...
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