02/03/2026
Here's a poem I wrote today...
A Horror Hell Hole
Polar opposits sit
on the far left side
Their extream ideolgies
cross the line
The irony
is that they can
say and do
what they like;
yet the right
are warned...
Voicing your concerns'
could be seen
as a 'hate crime'...
words could hurt
"someones feelings",
or "divide"...
The right know
its travesty;
There is so much
more to fear
than 'words',
Silencing
real concerns
is a dangerous
Double edged sword,
of course the leftie
Polititions appease
those on their side.
Puppeteers pulling their strings
hold all the power,
The play write is
'A Horror Hell Hole'
Where the mere mortals,
Slaves to the system,
Dare not step out of line
They're in a trance..
Terror Attacks,
Bloodshed then
Rainbow parades
Like it's all okay..
Then. Another War..
Retaliation awaits.
Can we change the script?
Can we cut the strings?
Before this evil curse
Gets worse!!
Written by me -
Lisa Hill 02/03/2026