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Reading the paper he does this day
A tabloid of notoriety most do say
Their views as stupid as those that read
the paper that sets the opinion seed
The man in the street swallows what’s read
the words of the press are gutter-fed
People fall prey to what they’re told
what in their heads, it has a hold
To think for yourself is a hard thing to do
what can you believe, what is really true?
So many lies told from the press
those in government will not confess
We live in a world built on lies
from the dawn of time, in history to find
Rulers found religion, the masses to control
and in doing so, had a tighter hold
But the lie spread, they lost their grip
and in doing so, they did trip
Now we live in a different world
though not much has changed so
We all blame our governments for lies
but in truth it’s us who commit the crime
For we let them and the press take free rein
while we the puppets, go insane
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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