Kelvin Rush

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You keep on asking as if we're blessed
There are no answers for us to digest
Man has no insight to the meaning of life
It's futile and full of pain and strife
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A hot beef pie
With mushy peas
Lots of mint sauce
And a plastic fork please
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3.

Two fried eggs
On hot buttered toast
Salt and black pepper
And a smile from the host
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4.

A quick rub down
A coat of paint
Toxic fumes
Feeling faint
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5.

They're at it again
Those little ants
Marching up and down
My walls and plants
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Percy the spider
Is on my floor
I jump out of bed
And open the door
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Our gang of Five
Including me
All had to climb
The Monkey tree
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Concrete playground
Swings and slides
Games of cricket
Bicycle rides
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Hand over your money
You little vile man
I'll make your life hell
Because I can
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10.

Another hospital
Closed today
It won't be the last
I'm afraid to say
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They closed all the pits
Those politicians
They ruined communities
Lives and traditions
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They're at it again
With their austerity plan
They hate communities
And the common man
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One minute I'm up
The next I'm down
I'm Desperate Dan
Then Coco the Clown
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His eyes were evil
Full of rage
He'd be more at home
In a rat filled cage
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Remember Alpine pop?
Asked Mr Murdock
Cherryade Raspberryade
Dandelion and Burdock
...

I took the empty bottles
Back to the shop
I didn't do too bad
Ten Bob for the lot
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They read the bible
In search of peace
But all they found
Was control no release
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Left wing right wing
Stuck in the middle
Career politicians
On a promise and a fiddle
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Hungry mouths
Constantly rattling
Hoping to get
A bit of pork crackling
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Light the candles
Lock the door
Sling your clothes
On the floor
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Kelvin Rush Biography

www.kelvinrush.com Kelvin Rush is the author of ten books. He’s written and published over one thousand poems, most of which are included in his book “Birth Slave Die” released in 2019.)

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The Meaning Of Life

You keep on asking as if we're blessed
There are no answers for us to digest
Man has no insight to the meaning of life
It's futile and full of pain and strife

Think about anything that comes in your head
Then never forget one day you'll be dead
It's hardly surprising that no one is sane
The drugs and the booze the lies and the pain

The reason for living is not found in a book
It's like having a dream but you never wake up
It can't be explained by sight or sound
It's magnificent and godlike immense and profound

It's short and sweet it's bitter and pure
It offers you thrills but gives you no cure
It's bloody and quaint it's violent and cruel
It pretends to be saint but acts like a fool

It rises in many and renders you weak
It causes such heartache it's coy and discrete
It knows you will suffer before you give in
It's cunning and stunning and determined to win

It shines like an angel it oozes with joy
It's willing and able to kill and destroy
It moves off in silence then strikes like a snake
God help all the ones who lie in its wake

It's confusing and baron and incredibly wise
It's intrusive and Aaron it laughs and it cries
It pretends to be clean when in fact it infects
It's rude and obscene and hard to detect

It always reacts and never forgets
It retains all its strength from the ones it protects
It creates then dictates then destroys all that's good
It debates and dilates and feeds off your blood

It's rigid and torrid corrupt and insane
It thrives on emotion like anger and pain
It lurks like a virus it's patient and calm
It's willing and able with swagger and charm

It comes out of nowhere with fire and gust
It's heartless and cold it's bold and robust
Nothing on earth can stand in its way
It flatters and shatters and batters its prey

So before you ask what's the meaning of life
Just remember my friend we're dumb and so blind
We're specs on this earth of no consequence
We're meaningless parasites an insignificance

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