Anthony Di'anno

Bronze Star - 2,825 Points (Yorkshire)

Back In The Eighties - Poem by Anthony Di'anno

Peadophiles were elected to power,
Celebrity gorged on youth's energy,
Young children were rented out by the hour,
From homes built for their own security,

Lives were destroyed ignored and covered up,
Keys passed between carer and abuser,
The queen gave out honours and the odd cup,
To some of the perverts who amused her,

If you think it is not happening now,
Then you are very sadly mistaken,
The only question to answer is how,
You will stop liberties being taken,

Act out of love and not out of malice,
Know where the buck stops, Buckingham Palace,

Topic(s) of this poem: Love

Form: Sonnet

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The powers that be would have you believe today's celebrities, politicians, royalty and other leeches are not involved in what happened in the eighties. It's still going on.

Comments about Back In The Eighties by Anthony Di'anno

  • Bronze Star - 2,825 Points Anthony Di''anno (7/20/2014 6:04:00 AM)

    A very interesting and thought provoking comment Allan,

    I think it comes down to being educated enough to be able to give informed consent. There is a world of difference between two young people experimenting at their own consentual pace, compared with a young person being groomed and manipulated into doing something they are not comfortable with by an adult.
    How do they get to give informed consent though when the system is controlled by a satanic cult? (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,825 Points Anthony Di''anno (7/20/2014 6:02:00 AM)

    Children are sexualised from birth. Music videos are little more than porn films. The mainstream music industry promotes 'artists' willing to convey the message of their masters. Schools teach false doctrines and false history. Their parent's relationships are based of stereotypical behavours of celebrities as told through the newspapers, magazines, sitcoms and soap operas.

    Let us not forget we are talking about a network of peadophiles, so high up in the system that they can organise children to be taken from their beds in care homes and be transported around the world to satisfy the lust of the very people who we pay homage and taxes to.

    I feel a great shame whilst I listen to the silence of my fellow 'poets' on this matter. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,825 Points Anthony Di''anno (7/15/2014 2:48:00 AM)

    Sorry Daniel,

    I thought you were being precious about poetry, when in fact I was being sensitive to criticism. I rarely get to spend time online and when I do it is snatched out of a spare ten or fifteen minutes. Combine that with connection difficulties and disapearing comments and it's a recipe for ill thought out responses. Please accept my apologies. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 20,576 Points Daniel Brick (7/13/2014 10:42:00 PM)

    I agree 100% that nothing is worse than inflicting suffering on a child and stealing a child's precious innocence. My comment was an afterthought and like so many afterthoughts it was improperly phrased. There is a part of me that still considers our true home the Garden at the Beginning of Time, a Paradise of Beauty without pain and suffering. But such notions can quickly cloud our judgment about the evils that MUST be dealt with here and now. And protecting the babies, as my sister puts it, is our first duty. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,825 Points Anthony Di''anno (7/13/2014 3:08:00 PM)

    Ah that may be Daniel, however I find the destruction of a child's beauty and innocence far sadder. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 20,576 Points Daniel Brick (7/13/2014 2:01:00 PM)

    This poem was driven by righteous anger but that most intense of emotions does not swamp the poem. It is still a formal patterned sonnet, which means each of your carefully composed lines has to read with care to see how it fits the argument. No racing through this kind of thought process. References to royalty are always exotic to an American's eyes, but the royal institution gives you as a concerned citizen a clear focus for protest. In one sense, I'm saddened that your gift for the sonnets is diverted from beauty to societal hypocrisy. So it goes. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 3, 2015

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