Poetry

Enough is Enough

The world is seen through hazy eyes
Lips a-flapping telling lies
Through their Harley Street teeth
The truth always lies underneath

They play the game as a Pro knows how
Leaving all in their wake, sacrificial cows
Guiding us towards god knows what fate
Like a game of chess, they have checkmate

We though the lambs to the slaughter
Our tempers forever getting shorter
Heads hung low, slowly rising to see
What they are doing to you and me

So rise to meet their eye
And hold your head proud and high
Show them you’re no doormat
You’re in control, not the fat cat

Enough is enough is what we all say
You greedy decision makers have had your day
We the people won’t take much more
Stop with your lies tell us the score

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Darren Greenidge

I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life. I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones. Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible. My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love. I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''

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