Greed

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Greed

Some are greedy,
Some are needy,
It’s not the same
Thats a fact,
Needy don’t...

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A mistake

A mistake

We knew where this was heading, from the very first kiss,
There wasn't a part of my untouched skin...

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How Much Is Too Much?

How Much Is Too Much?

In a world of feast or famine
Where the poor can't feed themselves
How much is too much?...

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The Landfill

The Landfill

It’s rupturing its seams
Consumed by demand
Lost sea of wasted needs
Expired...

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Hopeless Graffiti

What I dream is all I know.

I can't understand the nature of my dreams, because the territory I walk upon...

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Thoughts from a wet Wednesday

You see it
You want it
You know you have to have it
And it doesn't matter who's it is...

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The gamblers life

The story is mine with no fine lines
one more horse one more loss
Red or black there's no...

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Silent Eyes

Silent Eyes

Searching for sweetest grass
The herd moves forward
She moves away
Looking for danger...

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A walk back in time

A walk back in time

I walk through the ancient forest
with visions from long ago
A time when the natives roamed...

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The Racket

The Racket

Vinnie used
a tennis racket ,

which made quite
the racket (noise)
...

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From The Ashes Came The Angels

From The Ashes Came The Angels

Inspired by the powerful poem “The Grenfell Tower Fire” by Deborah Evans
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Saving some...

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Greed

Greed

I cannot be cheated on this Earth or Above.
And I don't even care,
if you are a God or Apart...

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Greedy death

Greedy death

Follow the answers you hear,
choice is a lie,
Enter the door that is near,
Choose the...

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Greed

Greed

To be funny, doesn't cost money

this quality - you just can't buy

To be kind, having a...

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Farewell my NHS

Farewell my NHS, I guess you'll be going.

The governing goons have broken yet another promise....

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Our illness

How will we know when the world is at peace?

Will the grass over grow the dead?

Will beauty...