guy lipmore Poems

Romantic at heart,
Try to express.
Rarely play the part,
Have to confess.
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Pageants, privileges, pomp of royalty,
Have no relevance to most, me and my family.
Doesn’t help pay my electric, gas and water bills,
Their visits, holiday exploits, give me no thrills
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Aware of the Guantanamo Bay fiasco,
It’s be going on for a decade or so.
Unaware though of the hunger strike story,
Maybe the main channels deemed not newsworthy!
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Early one summer morning,
Walking along the promenade yawning.
Looking at every cheap and expensive merchandise,
Products of every shape and size.
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In she comes smiling face,
About to wreck the place.
Cheeky look, TV. Switched off & on,
Tell the kid "no" knowing what she's done.
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Getting on, ‘you slow down’ they say,
Of course, I believe them, getting older every day.
Anyway I could I think run just as fast,
Even though my stamina didn’t quite last.
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Weeks of rain,
For thousands, bringing pain.
One day of ‘summer’ forecast,
How long will that last?
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Another six lost, gone,
Death count goes on.
Four hundred and four,
For the ‘anti-terrorist’ war.
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In To Hell.

Over the top with fear, then terror.
Orders did steer, gain ground, so clear,
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August twenty-eight, nineteen sixty two,
Arial recon' photo's taken by a ‘U2'.
More intelligence was learned,
Analysis further confirmed.
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