Submissions by monkeyman
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The War On Conciousness
There will be guns
but not in our hands
there will be death
but not on our streets
and the suffering restricted
to our TV screens
Our war will be fought
in our minds
for our minds
for our God given free will
for our very souls
Never in any war in history
have the stakes been so high
Will you surrender your freedom
in the name of peace?
Will you sacrifice your eternal soul
for this one and only life?
These are our choices
This will be our...
but not in our hands
there will be death
but not on our streets
and the suffering restricted
to our TV screens
Our war will be fought
in our minds
for our minds
for our God given free will
for our very souls
Never in any war in history
have the stakes been so high
Will you surrender your freedom
in the name of peace?
Will you sacrifice your eternal soul
for this one and only life?
These are our choices
This will be our...
#war
#freedom
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No Offence Intended
We are not politicians
we can speak our mind
free from the fear of offending
free from the script to which we’re bound
we can live our lives
free from the oppression
of political correctness
free from the ever mounting pressure
of an ever growing
group of piers
Dare to be different
dare to be the same
dare to have a sense of humour
dare to use your inquisitive brain
Be patriotic
fly your flag with pride
stand by your convictions
stand, don’t run or hide
...
we can speak our mind
free from the fear of offending
free from the script to which we’re bound
we can live our lives
free from the oppression
of political correctness
free from the ever mounting pressure
of an ever growing
group of piers
Dare to be different
dare to be the same
dare to have a sense of humour
dare to use your inquisitive brain
Be patriotic
fly your flag with pride
stand by your convictions
stand, don’t run or hide
...
#politics
#freedom
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Our England
My England is red brick houses
on terraced streets
its football fields
council flats
chiniese chippies
and pizza shops
this is my England
parks and lakes
hills and trees
summer highs of 12 degrees
this is our England
England is ours
each and every one of us
whether you are Muslim atheist Christian or Jew
this great land belongs to you
black white
one of a million different shades of brown
you own the schools the...
on terraced streets
its football fields
council flats
chiniese chippies
and pizza shops
this is my England
parks and lakes
hills and trees
summer highs of 12 degrees
this is our England
England is ours
each and every one of us
whether you are Muslim atheist Christian or Jew
this great land belongs to you
black white
one of a million different shades of brown
you own the schools the...
#identity
#politics
#home
#uplifting
#Britain
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A True Warrior
We are warriors
born to fight
we know no surrender
there is no quit
no towel to throw
we dedicate our lives
for an inner glory
for that one moment of eturnity
Yes the road is hard
the path not always clear
there are mountains to overcome
and deserts to cross
but we have climbed those hights
looked upon the far horizon
seen things other people can only dream of
we have crossed the desert sands
past the bones of those who fell
and failed to rise ...
born to fight
we know no surrender
there is no quit
no towel to throw
we dedicate our lives
for an inner glory
for that one moment of eturnity
Yes the road is hard
the path not always clear
there are mountains to overcome
and deserts to cross
but we have climbed those hights
looked upon the far horizon
seen things other people can only dream of
we have crossed the desert sands
past the bones of those who fell
and failed to rise ...
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Stumble
Wait hesitate fumble stall
Scratch scrape scramble sprawl
Climb clamber creep crawl
Gamble risk loose all
Slip trip stumble fall
Curse cry beg bawl
Tuck roll tumble small
Push pull stand tall
Race chase pass loose
Run walk win choose
Fly free flow cruse
Dream lament imagine muse
Stand speak fight learn
Be build break burn
Trace back time turn
Sit listen peace yearn
Scratch scrape scramble sprawl
Climb clamber creep crawl
Gamble risk loose all
Slip trip stumble fall
Curse cry beg bawl
Tuck roll tumble small
Push pull stand tall
Race chase pass loose
Run walk win choose
Fly free flow cruse
Dream lament imagine muse
Stand speak fight learn
Be build break burn
Trace back time turn
Sit listen peace yearn
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A God Called Money
Bow and scrape
to paper kings
as I consume all
of what tomorrow brings
For me you work
I own the day
I make the rules
You have no say
I own your leaders
for they all know
like cards they’ll fold
if I go
your consciousness
has been penetrated
through TV screens
I have infiltrated
Fake news fake news
the media cries
but I decide
truth from lies
Humanity lost
as was my goal ...
to paper kings
as I consume all
of what tomorrow brings
For me you work
I own the day
I make the rules
You have no say
I own your leaders
for they all know
like cards they’ll fold
if I go
your consciousness
has been penetrated
through TV screens
I have infiltrated
Fake news fake news
the media cries
but I decide
truth from lies
Humanity lost
as was my goal ...
#corruption
#power
#devil
#money
#greed
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Trouble In The Breeze
Born and raised in a violent haze
A desperate battle for survival
His brothers and sisters were young but they all knew
their father saw them not as kin but as his rivals
Just a cub when he felt a snub
forced to roam alone
His skills still weak it looked so bleak
for this cub that’s all skin and bone
A boy no more as he stands assured
with his scars and mighty mane
He’s big and bold like Egyptian gold
not a fear in his head that’s remained
First he feeds then spreads his seed
To admire how his pride has grown
but...
A desperate battle for survival
His brothers and sisters were young but they all knew
their father saw them not as kin but as his rivals
Just a cub when he felt a snub
forced to roam alone
His skills still weak it looked so bleak
for this cub that’s all skin and bone
A boy no more as he stands assured
with his scars and mighty mane
He’s big and bold like Egyptian gold
not a fear in his head that’s remained
First he feeds then spreads his seed
To admire how his pride has grown
but...
#LifeStruggles
#animals
#nature #LifeCycle
#nature #LifeCycle
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Believe
We can achieve what we want to
Become who we choose
Stand for what we believe in
To win or to loose
In spite of the odds
with no hope of retrieve
We can endure the dark ages
if we only believe
We can split the atom
Send a man to the moon
Build a new world
bring an old one to doom
We can escape this poisoned system
just get up and leave
Live how we ought to
if we only believe
Become who we choose
Stand for what we believe in
To win or to loose
In spite of the odds
with no hope of retrieve
We can endure the dark ages
if we only believe
We can split the atom
Send a man to the moon
Build a new world
bring an old one to doom
We can escape this poisoned system
just get up and leave
Live how we ought to
if we only believe
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The Consumption Of Hate
Reason be the first to go
Reason the first to die
A man has little need for reason
when there’s murder in his eyes
Consequence has little value
until the hour is too late
Regret comes only after
all’s consumed by hate
Love you have abandoned
Faith you do forget
Revenge that sweetest sorrow
Sheds no tears for it has never wept
All your virtues’ you do squander
for hate leaves little room
fills the heart with darkness
all thoughts it will consume
Bitterness that blisters
festers ‘neath the skin...
Reason the first to die
A man has little need for reason
when there’s murder in his eyes
Consequence has little value
until the hour is too late
Regret comes only after
all’s consumed by hate
Love you have abandoned
Faith you do forget
Revenge that sweetest sorrow
Sheds no tears for it has never wept
All your virtues’ you do squander
for hate leaves little room
fills the heart with darkness
all thoughts it will consume
Bitterness that blisters
festers ‘neath the skin...
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Page 5. Pride Without Honour
With boastful call of hidden lies
to claim the centre of thy eye
to show the world of their great
believing they rule over fate
With sharpened tongue and wetted blade
lay slain to so called renegade
to be everything they are not
to stand in glory where time forgot
Don’t mistake this for valour, this be pride
only embellishment and glory be its guide
for the one who wears the most medals upon his chest
be the one who boasted best
Pride only lives if we let it breath
But hides temptation up its sleeve ...
to claim the centre of thy eye
to show the world of their great
believing they rule over fate
With sharpened tongue and wetted blade
lay slain to so called renegade
to be everything they are not
to stand in glory where time forgot
Don’t mistake this for valour, this be pride
only embellishment and glory be its guide
for the one who wears the most medals upon his chest
be the one who boasted best
Pride only lives if we let it breath
But hides temptation up its sleeve ...
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Singularity
Drifting in a semi lucid state
somewhere between the realms of dream and consciousness
meandering through the foothills of time
past the history of history and before
beyond the beginning to the very end of the end
to the long forgotten past of future
a future so distant, so inconceivably far away
relentlessly ravaged by chaos into piece
absent of time, beyond the reach of decay
lies a universally shared state
complete equality in the shadow of existence
somewhere between the realms of dream and consciousness
meandering through the foothills of time
past the history of history and before
beyond the beginning to the very end of the end
to the long forgotten past of future
a future so distant, so inconceivably far away
relentlessly ravaged by chaos into piece
absent of time, beyond the reach of decay
lies a universally shared state
complete equality in the shadow of existence
#dreams
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The Art Of Judo
Before I even begin to talk about judo I should define what art is or at least what it is to me. The dictionary defines art as “The conscious use of imagination in the production of objects intended to be contemplated or appreciated as beautiful, as an arrangement of forms, sounds or words.” To me art is simply expression, in whatever form it may take, dance, music, painting, sculpture or in this case judo. Judo is a martial art, an art of combat practiced as a sport.
If you were to ask ten painters to paint the same portrait or landscape you would end up with ten very different...
If you were to ask ten painters to paint the same portrait or landscape you would end up with ten very different...
#sports
#art
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