Sunday, 30 November 2014

Captivity...



I lie down

But am not defeated

I crawl

But am not beaten

I kneel

But am not weakened

I stand

Yet know not freedom




Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard 2.8.2012

Saturday, 29 November 2014

Ding-Dong-Soddin'-Merrily.....an' all that!!...




Just to explain...my most recent vent, which you are about to suffer was written following my having been cruelly subjected to a certain 'Festively Heartwarming' video recently....I'm still trying to un-clench my fists!!...




Well, it's that time of year again whereby it's generally accepted that if you stuff a random, dodgy looking white-bearded fat guy into an equally dodgy looking red suit and ram a supposedly 'tear-jerking' script down his throat, amidst a backdrop of snow-capped bullshit and then stuff him in a musty old shed with some suitably maudlin merry-mind-f**k music attempting to subliminally manipulate your emotions....


...he will regurgitate a heart-rending story of such condescending bollocks as to have you racing to your computers to order industrial sized quantities of tissues in between clicking on 'virtual' orphans to pity during the festive season.........but not beyond it!... 



Obviously, that elevated feeling of...'Good Will To All Men'...an' all that shite, will dissipate the moment the video is over, allowing you to cancel your tissue order and replace it with whatever garbage the Yuletide advertising industry is insisting you can't live without this Christmas...as they themselves "HO-HO-HO" all the way to the Bank of Ding Dong Merrily & Kerching!!...

Anyway...

What am I going on about?...

I'll show you if you can strain yourself to be a little more patient...*points above to 'Good Will' etc...sighs*....

Right...before you read further, it is ESSENTIAL that you take a look at the video below...this should help you understand the rant which follows...



Okaaaaaaaay...let's put this into perspective!..

Where the kid could have offered to fill the universe with love and kisses for her 'daddy'...(albeit as a verbal gesture...I'm not expecting miracles, we'll leave those to the Catholics).....she selfishly chose to use ALL the paper and VAST amounts of 'Scotch Tape' to pointlessly prove her affections via what is, essentially, a box full of spit, lies and deceipt...(3 hours blowing air into a cardboard void?...I don't effin' think so)... AND at the cost of the partial demise of yet ANOTHER rain forest!!...*arches brow*...

The real meaning behind the conversation......

Daddy : "You haven't saved any of the paper for me have you Katy"

Katy: "No Daddy...'cos F**k you Daddy"

But that seems to be acceptable to 'Santa' who used the Scotch Tape to mock the Titanic tragedy when he said "Katy's used so much of the Scotch Tape she could have repaired the hull of the Titanic with it...HO-HO-HO"!.............How seasonably sensitive of him!...

What lessons have we learned from this festive message?...

Well, one is...that nothing puffs Santa's cheeks up with cheer as much as the misery and heartache which follows a good ol' human catastrophe...


In fact, there's many a Christmas scene depicting a red-faced jovial Santa in the forefront, as the very iceberg which sank the Titanic drifts chirpily along behind him!

But mostly, the lesson learned is that the kid is a spoiled brat who, despite her father's requests to be frugal with the paper AND the reminder that it was 3 days before Christmas so present opening wasn't on the agenda, stamped her feet 'till she got what she wanted! Well, more fool daddy....God help him during the teenage years!



And where's mummy through all of this? Rehab I suspect...driven to drink by her dysfunctional family and the white-bearded psycho who is obviously stalking them!...This could explain why a four-year-old would be 'toddling' into the room to speak to her dad rather than walking with a gait more usual for a four-year-old!.....'cos she was off her face on the booze her alcoholic mother had failed to successfully hide!... 



ANYWAY......don't let my little rant on the moronic bullshit we're drip-fed at this time of year, PARTICULARLY this time of year,  tilt YOUR  world....If this is how you enjoy a Merry Little Christmas....then feel free to do as Santa says and....

"Be The Santa In You"..........yeah....then see how YOUR family react when you give them a great big box full of f**k all on Christmas day........


Merry Christmas ....:)

© Copyright Lynn Gerrard 


Thursday, 13 November 2014

Shadow People...



Where you walk now

So once did they

Their shadowed souls

Now mark the way

To where your shape

May one day dwell

In the Land of the Lost

'tween Heaven and Hell


Poem only  © Copyright Lynn Gerrard 2.8.2012

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

The Fallen...



No more the beauty

Of another day to see

Nor the warmth

Of summer's breath

To brush the cheek

Only the mournful thud

Of soil upon the grave

And loved ones

Grieving harmonies

As they weep



Poem only  © Copyright Lynn Gerrard 2.8.2012