Kelvin Rush Poems

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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Bow to your masters sell your soul
You're food for the wicked who love to control
You fall to your knees like a weak scared child
Pathological slave debunked and beguiled
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The magnificent magpie confident and strong
Watching from the highest point casually in song
Eyes like telescopes in and out for food
At times superstitious sometimes misconstrued
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Hundreds of Thousands of snowflakes descend
They fall without menace never questioning the end
So pure and so virgin never touched or controlled
How beautiful my snowflake so warm yet so cold
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What do you think happened to Mr Blyth
Who lost control after his mother died
What do you think happened to Mrs Penn
Who had an affair and was never seen again
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Take a taste from the golden flower
Succulent nectar superpower
Safe and warm back to the womb
Magical content beautiful bloom
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I came across a photo
At my mother's house today
My blood turned icy cold
As I remembered that fatal day
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Just when you think you finally know
Something comes along and spoils the show
The never ending cycle you're up then down
One minute you're a hero the next a clown
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Convince the people they are helpless
Then you hold the reins
Choose your path of fear and resentment
Inflict the aches and pains
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I'm off to the hospital to see my dad
He's on B ward second floor
He has dementia he thinks he's at home
He talks endlessly about the war
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