A war of self-infliction, crime exposed
Reasons for the hardships juxtaposed
Penalties impending, border freedoms to be closed
Oh, welcome to the war of self-imposed
While they cry for sovereign power but fight to it depose
While citizens ignore or guess, suppose
The unity of peace begins to decompose
Losing to a war of self-imposed
Democracy, dictatorship, in UK, now transposed
Archaic powers risen though necrosed
Poison resurrected in the system, rank disclosed
Who wins a war of losses self-imposed?
Privileged in power, legitimacy foreclosed
Hearts and minds, though changed, to be opposed
No one represented but for interests undisclosed
In a war manipulated and imposed
I worry for us all, A-M. xoxo
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With good reason, Cole. Keep at it, though. xxx
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Super stuff. The theft of my identity at the hands of puffed up bigots and self-centred toffs more than just irks. How are you by the way? I’d been off WP for ages and have only recently returned.
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Thanks, Mike. I’m with you on the feelings and have been awol myself, trying to turn the tide. I’m well and up to my eyes with one thing and another. Hope you and yours are well. Such sad news about Paul.
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The death of Paul was a great shame. A great poet; super chap, albeit we were opposite in terms of politics and religion he and I found common ground. ‘Tis a great pity such common ground with Brexiteers is a thing I will never find…quite the opposite. I take the theft of my identity seriously…to the extent it will travel with me to my grave.
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You just sort of expect that some people will always be around – powerful voices then gone in an instant.
Theft of identity and rights is exactly what it is, Mike. I’m not succumbing without a fight though. I’ll come back and haunt beyond the grave if needs must!
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I agree. Haunt the bastards. Back last April I penned this one from the heart. I’ve even visited the very spot…not in England, of course…where my ashes can be spread. Please don’t feel compelled to read, yet if you take a coffee break and feel a tad bored then this is what I wrote then and stand by still; https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2018/04/19/stateless-ashes/ Best wishes & freedom for the Scots, Yours, The Old Fool
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Love the use of the monorhyme form and the repetition of “self-imposed” to build effect.
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You’re back! Good to hear from you. Thanks for your words and I hope you’re well. I’ve been gone a wee while myself and hope to be back more regularly at some point.
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The cat came back, not the very next day,
The cat came back, you thought she was a goner,
But the cat came back, she just couldn’t stay away. 🙂
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Good to see you again, Anne-Marie. I’m long resigned now to the fact that this whole business is about (once more) lining pockets and keeping the rest of us down. In the end the powerful will emerge triumphant and lay the blame elsewhere.
Oh, well, c’est la vie – if I’m allowed to still say that.
Hope you are well.
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For sure, there’s an agenda that benefits a powerful minority. I’m afraid I’m not resigned to the fact at all, at all, Chris. Vive la revolution is more my cuppa!
All’s well here, Chris. I hope you and yours are too.
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I agree re. the revolution. Sadly history seems to indicate that they become usurped by the very tyrants that they seek to depose.
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