The broad band of crime
Moses needs his tablets,doctor.
My thoughts unravelled and lay unpleated on the floor of the Emergency Room…
and they just talked all over me.
Time and tide…can I describe?
The broad band of crime is passing over East London as burglars and looters assess their Olympic Strategy alongside the muggers.
“Reason’s Seethings” by Pascal and his art
You’re just the shadow of my ghoul…you don’t whiten me at all.
Silence is withholding.. you’re hiding behind that glass wall you split yourself up with.
The Christ of life….born again and again..and dies the same way.. every day
Wars like bygones….come round at least annually like Xmas.
Stop and yell for Moses’ tablets.The doctor forgot them and no-one can spot them.
God is the only thing..
Waste the waters…we’ve already wrecked the earth..why wait?
Born from out my mother’s eyes….I never saw her gaze my way again.
I will bend time for you if I can summon up the Gravity,
Rhyme after rhyme….an endless circle.. a spiral…it’s viral…am I on trial?
Rhyme again and again..I have this Zen like man.
But he has no plan.
Does God permit us to concrete the whole earth?
Yes, he says we have free Wills but only after death.
Earth has nothing to show more fair than bankers stealing from the poor