Think for yourself
While you still can
The proverbial shit
Is hitting the fan
Stood on the edge
Of a brave new world
Where every move
Will be controlled
Like in those dark
Dystopian tales
Where lies and the devil
Are in the details
But piecing together
And thinking it through
To try and work out
The false from the true
So much to ponder
And so much to doubt
But one thing is certain
We have been sold out
Rhyme and Reason
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I am still trying to get onto the page what I intend to, and feeling half way through that it’s all gone wrong is a regular occurrence. In the end though, I’m usually quite pleased or just consider it a test piece 😉
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It seems so set
And is their plan
To destroy what we had
And do what they can
To watch and monitor
Each step and breath
Throughout our life
From birth to death
And while they watch
From cradle to grave
With every system
We become their slave
They’ll try and stifle
What we think and feel
And try and tell us
Just what is real
Because dear friends
They don’t want to see
People with choices
And thinking free
That much has become clear
Rhyme and Reason
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It was quite pink.
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This little fella managed to come in on the underside of the dogs outside water bowl. Almost not noticed and washed down the sink he was so small! But I saw him and grabbed a strawberry leaf to help move him back outside to safety.
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It wasn’t meant to be this simple, I usually over complicate things and don’t know when to put the brush down. I may just be getting the hang of it.
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They say we were in
A perilous phase
So much information
It turned to a haze
But very quickly
It started to show
They all got a script
Received a memo
To hoodwink us all
And take full control
Not giving a care
Of the cost or the toll
With twirling nurses
All put in a trance
Graveyard like hospitals
The scene for a dance
As each day passes
It does not bode well
We must find a way
To break this cast spell
Our lives may just depend on it
Rhyme and Reason
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We are lucky to have fly them over the garden quite often, so I get to take my time and try and get a good shot. Occasionally I do 🙂
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The strangest days
In which we exist
With instinct telling us
We must resist
Because my friends
It would appear
That those who rule
Want to through fear
But all my thoughts
Say resist we must
And be very careful
Just what to trust
We’re being pushed
Into a new age
With unknown forces
Setting the stage
Desperately now
With lie after lie
Trying to make us
Give up and comply
With their dastardly plan
Rhyme and Reason
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