The 99% Homelessness. Home 'less-ness' - the biggest test, Without society breathing down your neck. I can be invisible here! No one looks at me, They may look near. But to actually hold a strangers gaze, Is a very rare occurrence these days. The gap is getting bigger, Between me and them, Between you and them... Between US and them! Not subtly, not slow, It's obvious, and it grows. Hour by hour the top gain wealth. And everyone else? They're left on the shelf! This isn't some kind of political plea, It's just pretty obvious if you ask me. Do the maths. Take a look. Add it up. What the fuck?! Housing, schools; #life out of reach, Deep routed division is what they teach. Of course it is - would you not too? If you had all of that to lose? So if you're sat here in the masses, Still clearly segregated by THEIR classes, That are supposedly a thing of the past, Is it not now time to act? But of course it's hard alone - just look! At those individuals who did stand up. Who voiced it loud and made it known, Just how far apart society's grown. They were of course rushed off stage left. Their words were hushed And silence kept. But I can't help think, if the 99 percent, Suddenly realised their collective strength? Stood up and knocked down the ivory towers, And in one fell swoop, took away their power! #politics #generalelection #labour

Misdirection Is this "Wall" a metaphor? Somehow I feel like we've been here before. "Let's keep them out and lock us in" This is obviously where hate begins. Is this news we read so real? Because I just don't trust it, and as I peel Back the pages of this broadsheet, Or scroll through the stories on my newsfeed, I get the sense there's something bigger. Like a finger poised on an almighty trigger! Could this all just be a distraction? A puppet in power causing deep fractions? To divert our eyes and blur our vision? Misdirection delivered with such clear precision. #fakenews #trump #power #politics #march #misdirection #news #poem

Here's To The Ones Who Dream A #life worth living Is a #life less ordinary And forgiving A dream to be made To be built The bricks to be laid The foundations of Opportunities Possibilities A belief we're free Knowing why you want to be Not what you want You see Without belief, to me You can't ever be free #belief #dream #hope #purpose #vision #believeinyourself #live #love

Blue On winter days there is a blue A hanging mist, an icy hue Not like the vibrant blue of spring But a shade that only winter brings

Good 'Grief' My head is SO FULL white noise! That I cannot seem to turn down. When I try to change the channel, It switches to SURROUND SOUND. Not ONE SECOND can I go without You entering my mind. Feeling that I should have done more, But also knowing that I tried. I'm talking to you one minute. Then praying for you the next. I'm remembering the good times. And then trying to forget. I'm talking to myself now, Pretending that you're there. Believing you can hear me, And that you are here somewhere. I see the signs around me. A feather, A rose, A song. Not noticing quite possibly, That they were just there all along! Some words we take for granted, And think we know their meaning. Like 'hope' and 'loss' and 'love' and 'grief', But right now I'm all but screaming... "You don't know LOVE until it's gone!" "You don't know LOSS until you lose someone!" "When GRIEF tears your world apart, It's only HOPE that lifts you out of the dark"