Biography of kipper Stagg
Brought up on a council estate in South London,
Left School at the age of fifteen years old unable to read and write.
The Middle child of a single parent family who had seen the very worst life had to throw at it
But somehow survived it all until now!
A committed Humanitarian, one time socialist now disillusioned with all political systems
And if I had to label myself I would say I am a Zeitgeistian.
kipper Stagg Poems
“hail Mary Full Of Grace”
“Hail Mary full of grace” He gazed at the statue robed in blue and white. “Hail Mary full of grace” He chanted constantly all day and all night
A Fathers Love
He had but to ask and all ills would be forgiven. He'd seen enough of life's carnage to turn him slightly mad. Yet ask as he might no hope nor help came forth nor ever was given. Time lost, time running out, he was alone and desperately hopeless and sad!
Adam's Rib Adam's Rib sat and heard all his cry's, and watched as he wiped all the tears from his eye's.
Innocence lost! All of his life people had beaten him down,
You'd thought they learnt by past mistakes How many lives that it must take To learn where youth and laughter go To fight in war for one last show
Was it not enough? Did he not suffer quite as much as you’d wanted? Was all of this folly just what you’d needed? Had he not witnessed all ill's of men and was his despair taken
An autumn day with chilled wind whips dry leaves in front of every step I take, An ancient tree groans and creaks and gently sways As I pass it sending warning of the coming winter preparations we must make Whilst a squirrel scurries past in haste gathering provisions and hesitates in curiosity watching as I wend my way.
I held a sunbeam in these clumsy hands gentle but so short Its light shone so brightly that for a moment I was blind, I had held others before but their light quickly faded to a dull glow!
In The Beginning!
On the first day God said “let there be light” And there was light and God separated Darkness from light and this he called “Day and night”
The Trials And Tribulations Of Job
And Job who was a God fearing man, and worshiped the lord and carried about his duties as best he could, looked upon his life when it was all done and questioned God saying 'Did I sin? Was I not your most humble servant, fearing you? Honouring you and worshipping you? ' 'Yes' said God ' none where so true and faithful as you! '
1 You smiled and my world fell apart You didn’t know the power you possessed Whilst playing with your friends in the park If you could but feel this beating aching heart
Of Mice And Men
Subdued they sat waiting for the final chapter of their meaningless lives. Insulating themselves from bitter truth of what may come Not knowing what to do with hardened truths, Advice they'd seek from dominant sergeant majors.
Self questioning, like the ancient Pharisees or Doctors of law, his motives in life, he was not so sure. Demanding answers for his actions he could not give, Whilst struggling with his emotions the reasons he should live.
Witch Finder Pursuivant
Witch finder Pursuivant I remember you! You used to scour the halls and corridors looking for sinners and the soulless to burn at the stake!
An autumn day with chilled wind whips dry leaves in front of every step I take,
An ancient tree groans and creaks and gently sways
As I pass it sending warning of the coming winter preparations we must make
Whilst a squirrel scurries past in haste gathering provisions and hesitates in curiosity watching as I wend my way.
This wind teases me and like a child, steals my hat and runs away taunting me to chase it like a school playground game from my youth
Red leaves fall like a thousand flame