David Whittingham

The sun is shining,
The skies are clear,
Everything is close,
That I hold dear,
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I swim the majestic depths,
I eat what I need,
But I am Angry,
I hate the pray that is not my
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The forum in a metal case,
Alexander’s library with a brick face,
Slave human habitation,
Stuck near the station,
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You must finish,
Ten poems,
By the end of the day,
And only then,
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I love this life,
Sworn to serve the poor,
My body honed to perfection,
With the life style,
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Some would call me wrong, or call me evil, demon, black hearted or merciless.
Perhaps they are right.
I don’t mind objection
Everyone has an opinion.
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A diner for the rich,
Eating the worst part,
Of the finest animals,
For the most money,
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I sit watching evolution,
Turned into a game,
For everyone,
To bring there creature from a lava,
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Soul forsaken,
The heart is broken,
Time on time again,
We give up the key,
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A lost soul,
I spread my wings amongst the uncaring stars,
Drifting beneath the all enduring Cosmose,
Watching as the stars rise and fell,
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Obey us this day,
Don’t rebel, just stay
And always behave
Never to rave
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Now I suppose you could claim,
And most would do the same,
That most of what I write is quite dramatic,
However I’m no real depressed fanatic,
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Here I am ever to remain,
Forever with my twin,
Bound together,
In eternal slavery,
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I hate you all,
After all I've done,
Not a single second taken from you’re day,
A pound for an internet connection,
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The look of contempt in my friend’s eye,
My love, now turned to hate,
That patronising, faked smile,
So afraid to even acknowledge me,
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I am the White, the minority, all alone. My life is poor, knocked about, bashed around, hit painfully, by uncaring hands. Beaten with sticks, bleeding blue blood.

So I strike out at others, it doesn’t matter what colour. It’s their fault. If they weren’t there, I wouldn’t need to be hit; over and over by uncaring hands. I could rest. Happy. But those in charge don’t care. Do I want to? What choice do I have?
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