It’s strange but all… (poetry)

It’s strange but all

I can presume

Is that the masses

Accept this doom

That has been set

Through clever disguise

With stats and figures

And twisted through lies

There won’t be what

We had before

We don’t even know

What is in store

The ones who think

It’ll be just fine

Seem not to know

This is by design

All I can hope

That this coming year

Will be less fraught

With gloom and fear

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

Volume 1 published 2018 – volume 2 coming soon.

The question asked… (poetry)

The question asked

Was how can we

Make the sheeple

Really see

What is there

Before our eyes

A dastardly plot

So riddled with lies

All the sensible

Logical folk

Are seen as mad

A bit of a joke

Strange to think

That people find

It odd to query

Or use your mind

Because it’s safer

For the blind to keep

Their self-denial

And stay asleep

It becomes more obvious

Quite plain to see

We’re not in the same

Reality

But were we ever?

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

My first book of Rhyme and Reason poetry published in 2018. Volume 2 is on it’s way, 2020 has been motivational for trying to make sense of the world even more than before!

I give some thought… (poetry)

I give some thought

To where this goes

There are theories

But nobody knows

For sure what’s really

Going to unfold

Just sit tight

And do as your told

Is what they say

But it makes no sense

Treating us all

Like we must be dense

Lies and deceit

Right from the start

Each person picked

To play their part

In taking that

Which we hold dear

And replacing normality

With a landscape of fear

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

It’s taken a turn… (poetry)

It’s taken a turn

And not for good

Who could foresee

This year we would

See our futures

And lives destroyed

With not a thought

Thrown into the void

Not one in which

There is an end

Or one from which

You can defend

What once we knew

Has really changed

Before our eyes

They rearranged

Our thoughts and lives

Nobody can know

What next will come

In this live shitshow

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

We’re told to try… (poetry)

We’re told to try

And do what we can

But the shit has really

Hit the fan

We’re in this together

A big fat lie

They swan around

And still deny

They haven’t got

A fucking clue

Of what is truth

Or what to do

The wildest claims

But no evidence

Shall have the direst

Consequence

A fallen nation

With no foe to see

Instead ground down

By tyranny

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

How is it that… (poetry)

How is it that

We came to be

Living within

A calamity

Of epic proportion

A delusion grand

It’s really a struggle

To understand

Quite how it is

Here we’ve arrived

Stuck in a plot

That’s so contrived

With no escape

Or end in sight

As it all crumbles

To just sit tight

And let the ones

Who led us here

Continue to reign

With lies and fear

Is that really the new normal?

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

How can a year… (poetry)

How can a year

Feel so long

The strangest one

That’s gone so wrong

Whatever plans

We thought we had

It started good

Then went to bad

So much delayed

And put on hold

Dreams and lives

Are now controlled

It’s hard to swallow

And really accept

The ones who lead us

Are blindly inept

And at their whim

Ourselves we find

While in this play

We’re all entwined

To whatever end

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

I used to think… (poetry)

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

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(c K Wicks

Rhyme and Reason

There is something…(poetry)

This is something

I cannot stress

Enough to you

And must impress

The seriousness

Of where we are

It’s happening

Gone way too far

But now it’s in motion

The wheels are set

What they want

Is a growing threat

In people’s minds

And what they say

Fear and compliance

It seems their way

Which brings a sadness

And is such a shame

But you must understand

This isn’t a game

This is your life

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks