This was inspired by the brutality witnessed in my Documenting Reality days, an uncensored media site I was a moderator for for over a decade. It was harrowing. Intriguing. Eye opening. Hence such fierce word flow in the poem below written two years ago.
The last line is a Star Wars movie parody I’ve frequently seen, ironically, on social media and thought it gave a final punch!
Staring at the screen
Hearing them scream
Drawn out exsanguation
Is that actual self-immolation?
Terrorism in high definition
Epic shotgun slow motion
ISIS Cubs of the Caliphate
Hone their knife skills on goats
Ready to slit those kidnapped throats
Uploading from worn out Nokias
Flip-flopped pointers, our unsung heroes
Google atrocities, carnage and chaos
Suicides and rape from your safe little sofas
Yet “Smoking kills”, hmm people do too
System, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Meanwhile in Cloud Cuckoo Land
There’s ostriches with their heads in the sand
Hate crime to speak out
Love to all! Let’s celebrate!
Masturbate to the diversity!
Identity crisis, no more Rule Britannia!
Hooded young generation
You see being bad is good
In da neighbourhood
Jeans down their arse
Cos they’re everyone’s bitch
What’s happened to our nation
With this moral asphyxiation?
God must cringe at his creation
Who safely protest on social media
Rise up and leave your phones behind you
Start Wars: A New Hope
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