Mary Champion

Our Mothers weren't the reason it began,
essential and beloved, though they are,
but law laid down by Mother Church who ran
the world in those dark days- despotic czar.
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That night,
as the music played
and our eyes met,
everything else vanished
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Fighting against food scarcity
in these unforgiving climates,
restoring soil fertility,
improving the lives and diets
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Slowly,
yet in no time at all,
she felt herself being drawn upwards
towards the unearthly light.
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You're all I ever wanted, but you couldn't stay.
You're all I ever wanted, but you went away.
And when you're out of sight I get so scared that I'm not real.
If only I could make you see the love you've made me feel.
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All things brown and beautiful
like cups of tea that cheer;
all things warm and wonderful
and brown, we must revere.
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Some day you had to face it girl- that love is not
enough.
And sometimes life demands you be a whore.
You say you don't love money
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He will stalk you from birth till the end,
and there's naught that you do can defend
you against the keen edge of his blade
that will sever the light from your shade.
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His blue eyes liquidate my senses,
including that one mislabelled common.
My knees and my principles grow weak
as conscience is stifled.
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The Experts and the Authorities
speak only statistical truths:
5% of this,76% of that,
2.1 in a thousand,
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Mountains are delightful in the distance,
but I've never felt the urge to climb one.
They do look quite romantic, at first glance
bathed in the brilliance of the setting sun.
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I will use robots
where I can and, where I can't,
treat men like machines.
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Slow dripping destruction!
Corruption infuses the state from top to bottom.
Traditional values and virtues are lost.
Grandiose claims are made -
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The cover is clover.
The lover is over.

The pear is a pearl.
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There have always been possibilities,
mostly unrealised,
neither probable nor improbable -
just possibilities -
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I'm just a fraction of a whole,
need someone to complete my soul,
somehow I have to make the number one.
But ‘til I've worked my value out
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She came, with healing handbag
to fill the world with gladness.
With deep compassion for the poor
she took away their sadness.
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Last night, a dream came true within a dream,
when you walked in.
The hurt was healed, our love might reign supreme
a chance to win?
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Supposing God is a work in progress-
like a Lego set that is not built yet-
the subject of a production process
taking centuries of blood, tears and sweat.
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The wondrous blossom
whose perfume hints at Heaven
is rooted in dirt!
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