The Mentalist Poet

It would nice settling into the future. Not approaching it tiptoeing around corners.? It would be nice to open that door knowing you can handle whatever is on the other side. Not fearing to reach the handle.

words by me

artwork directed by me, cr

In the deep deep deep

In the deep deep deep, where the purple demons sleep with their flare for Flamboyance of Macabre  ensemble

We hear the pitter-patter perp of the purple demon's feet as they dance within their circle

And what we see is their fla

He was born on this council estate
He was two weeks early
Some say it was already too late
People don’t listen
So, he spits louder
But they’ve all tuned him out by now
He’s becoming part of the furniture
His voice is getting old
They’ll miss him when h

We keep stepping forward, each breath through time,

Each step moving closer to death and rebirth,

In a continual continuum of space,

Stepping in beat,

Moving forward,

Falling off one’s own feet,

Tumbling from this event, that thing and when,

Not real

We live in a fractured world. I don’t think that is a surprise to anyone or a controversial statement. We have some hope with the changes in leadership in the US but even with a new leader over there the country is fractured, torn down the middle by

A world stuck in its own shadow not growing

Not moving the way, we were told it would

Was it a lie?

A mass conspiracy

A social hoax, on us all

An experiment gone wrong

They promise so much and yet deliver so little

False prophets peddling fear and li

Step inside yourself, they say

Set aside your outer senses

Step inside and see

Your inner workings

Step inside and see

What is hidden

What awaits you there

Fear not

Although the path may be weary for your soul

It is worth doing

Knowing your inner wor

How better to be?

In times of sorrow and despair

Where the weak are belittled instead of held up and honoured

What do we look for in our leaders, these men, and women whose sacred power is to protect

Where do we turn when they fail us

Why do we liste

What if it was your fault?

I mean really. What if?

You try to pretend you are above it all.

That it was all "them".

But what if you drove them to it?

What if their madness is your sanity? Or something like that.

You look back over a year of ‘what the

The world is spiralling out of control. We are entering into corporate colonialism with big tech running the show. With every man, woman, child and others on the planet is the very product sold on the open market. With every keystroke, every like and

The cult of conspiracy ravages within the echo chambers of social media. Painting the wall monochrome with the blood of the naysayer. Leaving the stale scent of resentment for all that do not believe. A warning sign for all that should doubt, with th