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Chapter 1
How They Fly

By Bicpen

 
 
“…you’re an insect a gnat you annoy you sting
your life stinks of shame put my flame right out
Your life is worth more granted you have a right to live
I’d like to show some fun with your overburdening son
tear your legs and wings apart swat you when you react
What you do makes me scream I only wish you were straight
no violence oppression destroys dreams in this world of hate
Here in my world you're a fly on the wall a great big bug
you dazzle astound with the power you’ve found
I only wish the mountain would ignite and burn
my dear fly all its wrath would make you run
How can you sit there do this shit
I only wish I had a gun …”
 
 


Chapter 2
The Worm Dieth Not

By Bicpen

 
 
“… its format is beneath the surface
a sublime wriggling of nature’s evidence
juxtaposing ideas conjuring concrete imagery
on earth it feeds to cleanse firms its posture in soil
profane creature meditating celebrating in dark places
its residence is with an extra curricula human activity
a fishhook attaining status protein for some trout
raging singing despot drowning in the deep
its nirvana is a memory put it in a book
it’ll squirm it’ll shriek …”
 
 


Chapter 3
Bic

By Bicpen

 
 
A November morning’s dawn
a rising highland son free born
his nature labour an earth worker
born from toil of a British soil
Seoras to his native mother
George to his giving father
a pen became a metamorphosis
a quill’s black ink portrays his story
a gruelling ordeal of perfection
each poem became its search
harnessing his metre and rhyme
just one name one pen one piece
tests of time training a poetic mind
a struggle became an embrace
where observation first led the path
now a succinct clinical devotion
a Bicpen’s travelling smile
a heartfelt honing
 
 


Chapter 4
The Midnight Maiden

By Bicpen

 
 
She’s a nurse
a lover
a friend
a light
Alone she stands
shining
appointed
for me
Her rhythm
is
my hearts beat
She waits
 till we're alone
my darling maiden
and
me
Together we sing
a melody
sweet
My tears open
her heart
producing her light
smiling down
she turns them to laughter
After all the hurt
all the pain
she still waits
sent from a king
She’s a saviour
a mystic
a teller
a dream
 
“… She’s a midnight maiden …”
soon to be seen
 
!
 
 


Chapter 5
Red Meat

By Bicpen

 
 
where I favoured my plate became a wasteland
my butchers gave hope a delicious bite of red meat
I did not know I was on the list little George’s hateful gift
one tasted like a dog's arse quickly poisoning I made a retreat
closed my account needed a new dealer in delicious red meat
secondly my shop was a paradise lost a slagging from the rich
when cash is king it’s hard to stay alive under a butchers knife
I was their song a dirty joke a rich girls Facebook poke
a sergeant sang quoting Shakespeare let us rejoice
what are you supposed to bring when hatred sings
I’m having potatoes with milk my stomach is humble
all for a rich Proctor’s factor I’ll wait just bide my time
the outcome hey we’ll all be slim watch the pounds fly
It’s the weight of pride discovered on the side
a nice juicy plate of a butcher’s treat
 
“… red meat …”
 
!
 
 


Chapter 6
Waterfall

By Bicpen

 
 
“… Eight years go by like running water
you’ll just get good at saying goodbye
you’ll play their game a secret war
when its time the shit hits the fan
they’ll intend to put you away
led by high-ranking officials in braids
Your life turns to shit once on their list
hated ostracised treated as a paedophile
they’ll spread your life’s story all around
laughing like a hyena you’ll be blamed
for all their own nasty unnatural sins
Justified by authorities verified by doctors
you’re just a victim bruised and assaulted
if not its another code red going down
that’s life at the hands of Police Scotland
just to prove you’re not God’s child …”
 
 


Chapter 7
Easy Listener

By Bicpen

 
 
“… telecommunication is a listening disease
internet social media spreads its words
secret communications decipher a secret
all goes around our heads again and again
telling a message we’ve already received
a God in the sky whispers a spiritual spectrum
teaching knowledge of a heart’s conversation
spiritual realities evident in our own dimension
The Lord Jesus Christ the head of this house
the unseen guest at every meal
the silent listener to every conversation
a spirit holy righteous true no pie in the sky
just an all-knowing all present glorious eye
are you receiving …”
 
 

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