Sunday, January 7, 2024

I’m going to take you under the armchair of me, not of the law, I’m not gong t hold you at arm’s length,





 All the warmth of my arms to encircle you in

Love in care in one another’s arms will we be

No alarm no judge no white old men telling

Us how and what to be as if they knew best

What things mattered or were important to

us! You say what? I say why ? We know 






Better! What anyway is in that arm of the

Law to us thus in fear and man and gun

Power hold over us?nwhat, too is in the

The foot of the law? Floyd lost his pre






Precious life to one of those feet so on

So taking was that foot by his arm, too

Of the law as our ex yeah what a swell

Man he is, worse than any ex X any of







Us would ever to be married, now we

Have his threat, once again to throw us

To the wolves, to take control of us,

So many dispensable pawns to him we




Be! I say, rather we should all say, eek!

Enough is enough we will have none of

You! Be gone evil one, you are worse

Than Amy imagined cinema! Evil you

Define the worst ever worse so much

More than Adam or Eve, Jesus or God






Outdoors have foretold for them or

For us, we must never ever again be

Trumped by the powers that be that

Would fell and burn us to the ground 

For their own very hurtful selfish






Power plays, dicktatorial escapades!

Bring back the vaginas, the mother

Love and reason of a woman or 

Women in power to level our play







Our playing field, forgive us all,

Give us all your milk of human kind-

Ness, in humankind we may both

Once again together be human and

Kind! That is my kind of power,

Our kind of justice, our power we






Equally share so we may all live

And grow and not only in pain

Wither and die in isolation deep

Depravity and hunger and sick-

Ness, under the arm spread of

People’s still talking, working

Together so as not to parish in

Deceit, lies, hate, corruption and

Greed that, turned to love could

Conceivably, born be, feed us all















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