Submissions by monkeyman
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Who’s to blame
Who’s to blame for the state of our towns in this game?
Is it fate that the clowns still remain?
still contain and control the dice that you roll,
all your dreams and your goals
It’s insane
at this rate we’ll be begging for the food on our plates
no reference point for them to relate
profits don’t take a dent
oh but they’ll cooperate, too little too late
as the perpetrators dictate
from their towers of fame and of crime
built with our blood and our time,
while they play the game
tell us...
Is it fate that the clowns still remain?
still contain and control the dice that you roll,
all your dreams and your goals
It’s insane
at this rate we’ll be begging for the food on our plates
no reference point for them to relate
profits don’t take a dent
oh but they’ll cooperate, too little too late
as the perpetrators dictate
from their towers of fame and of crime
built with our blood and our time,
while they play the game
tell us...
#politics
#LifeStruggles
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Straw Cage
Disappointment germinates
spreads its lacklustre leaves
leaving no gaps of faith to leap
Strands of disapproval
acrimoniously creep
invisible vines of violence
strangle slowly, undetected
unnoticed as they choke out the life selected
From insipid streams, relentlessly seep
nurturing apathy and pointlessness
undermining innate powers
Futility flowers
with its festering fragrance
enticing eager insects in too deep
lapping up insidious nectar laced ...
spreads its lacklustre leaves
leaving no gaps of faith to leap
Strands of disapproval
acrimoniously creep
invisible vines of violence
strangle slowly, undetected
unnoticed as they choke out the life selected
From insipid streams, relentlessly seep
nurturing apathy and pointlessness
undermining innate powers
Futility flowers
with its festering fragrance
enticing eager insects in too deep
lapping up insidious nectar laced ...
#flowers
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Institutionalised
We live in the institution of our society
addicted to its trappings
desperate to succeed by its standards
becoming what we are told to be
in order to progress
So deaf are we
to any sound outside of our cage
that we become insular
we chirp away
repeating our jailers calls
adding to the noise of oppression
as we sing our little hearts out
to disguise our acquiescence
and any voice of opposition
So blind to alternatives
that we become the oppressors ...
addicted to its trappings
desperate to succeed by its standards
becoming what we are told to be
in order to progress
So deaf are we
to any sound outside of our cage
that we become insular
we chirp away
repeating our jailers calls
adding to the noise of oppression
as we sing our little hearts out
to disguise our acquiescence
and any voice of opposition
So blind to alternatives
that we become the oppressors ...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#freedom #escape
#freedom #escape
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A Christmas Wish
Call it delusion
if it’s easier to label as insane
I won’t swap my freedom
for the keys to these here chains
I know who supported
when there was nothing to gain
or the investors who only appear
when my stock has risen again
No sunset to ride off into
no happy ending it seems
when achieving your goals
means sacrificing your dreams
but there’s an eternity
that lives in between
where being free
isn’t idealistic or an unachievable extreme
You can’t buy a...
if it’s easier to label as insane
I won’t swap my freedom
for the keys to these here chains
I know who supported
when there was nothing to gain
or the investors who only appear
when my stock has risen again
No sunset to ride off into
no happy ending it seems
when achieving your goals
means sacrificing your dreams
but there’s an eternity
that lives in between
where being free
isn’t idealistic or an unachievable extreme
You can’t buy a...
#happiness
#love
#peace #freedom
#peace #freedom
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Morpheus
Memories forgotten
in the light of day
return in dream
twisted
warped
in both script
and theme
Walk alone
along the winding road
pristine
crystal waters
of a glacial
mountain stream
to muddy puddles
where the helpless
dare not scream
every place
and all of time
between
each one
becoming more
and more extreme
remember
this may be more
than it first seems ...
in the light of day
return in dream
twisted
warped
in both script
and theme
Walk alone
along the winding road
pristine
crystal waters
of a glacial
mountain stream
to muddy puddles
where the helpless
dare not scream
every place
and all of time
between
each one
becoming more
and more extreme
remember
this may be more
than it first seems ...
#dreams
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Equilibrium
Structure without freedom
becomes stagnated
Freedom without structure
equals chaos
In all areas, be it
sport, art, society or general life
one must find a balance
between these forces
if one is to succeed and indeed thrive
becomes stagnated
Freedom without structure
equals chaos
In all areas, be it
sport, art, society or general life
one must find a balance
between these forces
if one is to succeed and indeed thrive
#PowerOfWords
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The cost of Covid
Do not question
here, take the bribe
don’t ask where it came from
sit back enjoy the ride
We’ll blame it on Russia
or those who voted to leave
if the media says so
they decide what you believe
Inflation weaponised
food too expensive to eat
we’ll turn off the gas
if you won’t accept your defeat
There’s jobs if you want them
to pay for a life with no choice
don’t share your opinions
you no longer have a voice
It’s much worse in China ...
here, take the bribe
don’t ask where it came from
sit back enjoy the ride
We’ll blame it on Russia
or those who voted to leave
if the media says so
they decide what you believe
Inflation weaponised
food too expensive to eat
we’ll turn off the gas
if you won’t accept your defeat
There’s jobs if you want them
to pay for a life with no choice
don’t share your opinions
you no longer have a voice
It’s much worse in China ...
#pandemic
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The machine mind
Tell it what it is
or it may decide to be something undesirable
Tell it what to think
or it may start to think the unthinkable
Tell it who you are
or it may see you as you wish it not to
Tell it where to stand
or it will not know its place
Tell it what is truth
so it will not see the lie
Tell it nothing more
or more is what it will want
or it may decide to be something undesirable
Tell it what to think
or it may start to think the unthinkable
Tell it who you are
or it may see you as you wish it not to
Tell it where to stand
or it will not know its place
Tell it what is truth
so it will not see the lie
Tell it nothing more
or more is what it will want
#flowers
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Bread and circuses
Football fixed
opinions mixed
fighters paid
to take more licks
the beautiful game
just too mundane
chance must be contained
why complain?
are you not entertained?
On the walls
in the books
no independent
second look
who gives a fuck
we all end up
covered in muck
or stuck
Non of it matters
it’s not even real
a scripted soap
I’ve heard the spiel
Don’t call it insane
you’re being detained
I’ll ask you again
are you not entertained?
opinions mixed
fighters paid
to take more licks
the beautiful game
just too mundane
chance must be contained
why complain?
are you not entertained?
On the walls
in the books
no independent
second look
who gives a fuck
we all end up
covered in muck
or stuck
Non of it matters
it’s not even real
a scripted soap
I’ve heard the spiel
Don’t call it insane
you’re being detained
I’ll ask you again
are you not entertained?
#escape
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Until The Day Comes
Here amid the remnants
of some fools failed final stand
amongst the debris of regret
shattered, scattered, flattened
half buried in the sand
between the columns of decay
where ageing winds dare not forget
beneath the shadow of redemption
as the sun has all but set
Leave a candle burning
a beacon in the coming darkness
a heart to guide cold hands
until the night at last starts turning
and sunlight breaks this barren, bleak waist-land
of some fools failed final stand
amongst the debris of regret
shattered, scattered, flattened
half buried in the sand
between the columns of decay
where ageing winds dare not forget
beneath the shadow of redemption
as the sun has all but set
Leave a candle burning
a beacon in the coming darkness
a heart to guide cold hands
until the night at last starts turning
and sunlight breaks this barren, bleak waist-land
#night
#dawn
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The Circus Is In Town
I’ve been looking through a lens
as the circus plays pretend
and I’m shown my reflection in a fairground mirror
See the jugglers all throw knives
tightrope walkers risk their lives
the audience, they lean in a little nearer
Come watch the lion jump through hoops
dare devils loop the loop
Come on down the Big Top, blow a fuse
They fire midgets out of cannons
There’s hotdogs, burgers, and for the posher folk
they even serve smoked salmon
So come on down the Big Top, spread the news
...
as the circus plays pretend
and I’m shown my reflection in a fairground mirror
See the jugglers all throw knives
tightrope walkers risk their lives
the audience, they lean in a little nearer
Come watch the lion jump through hoops
dare devils loop the loop
Come on down the Big Top, blow a fuse
They fire midgets out of cannons
There’s hotdogs, burgers, and for the posher folk
they even serve smoked salmon
So come on down the Big Top, spread the news
...
#choices
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Change
Is inevitable
unrelenting
Indiscriminate
Slow and steady
stealthy
but for sure
It’s instantaneous
dynamic
devastating
Exciting
New
and unexplored
unrelenting
Indiscriminate
Slow and steady
stealthy
but for sure
It’s instantaneous
dynamic
devastating
Exciting
New
and unexplored
#LifeCycle
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