There is no way
To delicately put
That evil plans
They are afoot
The new regime
Of tag and trace
To monitor us
The human race
But more than watch
They want the whole
Comply, command
Obey & control
Keeping people
Far apart
Is how it begins
And is just the start
Of things to come…
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
I used to think we on this island had initiative and common sense until a number of years ago a very simple event highlighted to me this was not the case. Until this time I was of the belief we would pull together and help each other, sort things out and get on.
But to my surprise it wasn’t like that at all and I felt like I had either been deceived about the British people and where I was from, or something had been lost.
The very simple event was snow. At the time I lived down a sloping road off a hill, meaning when it got very icy and snowed a fair bit, it would be impossible to use unless it was gritted or removed by hand. As a side road it didn’t qualify for gritting, this I understood. The road was completely covered and no cars could make it in or out without extreme danger of sliding and crashing.
So, in my naivety I presumed ‘people’ would get shovels out and remove the snow to make the road usable again. But no, something else happened. A lot of complaining, about how the council should be clearing the road, how it was the governments fault we didn’t have gritters or someone else to do the job for us. And for days the road was effectively blocked. Until my household actually needed to go out, so rather than moaning about how we couldn’t get out, we got shovels and got ourselves out. And what was really a slap in the face, was as soon as we did it, others did it. And within half an hour the road was clear enough to use… so just waiting for someone else to take the lead, it was disappointing.
The moral of that for me was don’t sit around moaning that someone else hasn’t done something or thinking a problem will fix itself. And it became starkly obvious people will just sit around and wait to be told what to do, or will just wait for someone else to do it for them. There is a time to be patient and there is a time for action, you just need to know the difference and when each is appropriate.
(c) K Wicks
Excerpt taken from my published fictional novel, The Willing Observer.
For any society to work there must be a reasonable attitude within it and a fairly standard idea of what reasonable is. When societies grow together the boundaries are learnt and compromise can be achieved. But that is not how man has evolved. Instead there are personal agenda’s instead of a prime directive, which loses sight of what is important or right for all. Because all don’t know what is right? Who decides who is right, who can be the arbitrator for everyone?
Personal accountability is everything and self-denial will do everything it can to avoid this but you must understand, we are all accountable. Don’t hide from it, judge yourself. I do this on a routinely basis if not daily. I question my motives and objectives and re-evaluate them to make sure, I only retain control by being aware of it and maintaining it. Life is a work in progress and mine is no different, constantly throwing new challenges and situations to understand and learn from. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
The Willing Observer.
I used to think
I was just perturbed
But now it’s gone
To full disturbed
Each little thing
Down to my core
Is telling me
There’s something more
Feeling like
A pawn in a plan
No longer sure
When this all began
By searching hard
I can but try
To separate
The truth from lie
(c K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
If you look
You’ll really see
They want us to
Think differently
Locked us down
The world confined
Divide and conquer
Your state of mind
To turn each other
Against their own
With made up lies
The seeds are sown
Believe yourself
And what you feel
Question things
They say are real
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
Missing it is
But not sure what
A feeling of fight
That seems forgot
It’s been worn down
Over the years
Replaced instead
With dread and fears
Where it went
I’m not quite sure
I wish we all
Could just be more
Like ourselves again
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
I really don’t
Want to believe
They fooled us all
And did deceive
But face these facts
You really must
Now is the time
You cannot trust
What they tell you
And what we see
Doesn’t match up
And seems to be
Part of their plan
Of fear and hate
To lower the numbers
And vaccinate
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
Of you and me
I only expect
To tell the truth
And to protect
Freedom and right
It seems its shown
The powers that be
Have overgrown
Their boots and heads
To overtake
Your lives and future
You can’t forsake
Look around
And really see
How they’re changing
Reality
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
How could we have known.
We found ourselves in the middle of the biggest disaster of living memory. But within that disaster a plot began to unfold. We were being used as weapons against each other during what initially appeared to be a terrible new illness. There was a silent invisible enemy, one you could not quantify or calculate, but one they told you was there. The government told you, the media told you, even the doctors told you. Why would they all lie you asked yourself?
For years the people had wanted looking after. For years they have begged the government for more rules, more surveillance, more punishment, more control. In times of uncertainty they looked to them for safety, guidance and support. Not each other. Work and life moved people further away from each other, and communities split apart and fell. No-one was looking out for each other anymore. Every man for himself was the new way. This was not an accident.
We might wonder why the ‘people’ look to the government for answers, assistance and to hold their hand, because that is the way they wanted it to be. But they needed everyone on board, so they took away all you have worked hard for or wanted to have. They made us sit while our futures slipped away, made us watch it slowly crumble. They knew we would comply, they planted enough fear to make it so. But what could we do, they had politicians, the police, the army and all the medical personnel on their side being fed from the same trough.
Who were we?
There is a look
Of glowing smug
While they take us
For a mug
Saving folks
Is not the plan
Reducing numbers
As much as they can
Knowing when
This all began
They had it set
Part of a plan
No cure and death
It’s so obscene
Just to roll out
A tainted vaccine
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
MKW Publishing 