Paul Butters Poems

Hello, Autistic Adam here again.
When I was a student
They taught me
That Autistic kids live
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Repetition is the best petition.
Drive that refrain into your brain.
It's my mission.
Driven on by Stewart Copeland the musician.
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I love music
But can only sing flat.
And I can't play musical instruments
With their baffling array of keys or strings.
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Oh God, whoever and wherever you are,
Do you really want me
To sit and wait for your son Jesus to save me?
Do you want me to just bow down
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Since ancient times crowds of men have asked:
What is the purpose of life?
Me included.
Since my later teens and into my sixties
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The World is ruled
By massive corporations
And nations.
By Trump, Putin and The Queen.
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I wake early in the morning
And start to play with words
In my head
Again.
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Television cooks rarely do
Fish, chips and mushy peas
With spotted dick for afters.
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Keep cool and calm,
Don't do any harm
To others or yourself.
Even when rejected,
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On the eve of twenty-twenty-two
We are ready to celebrate
Another New Year.
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