Causal power, well of might eternal origin of life issued more than physic’ light - mass generated polarised. From energetic genesis,

When the steely strings gets picke… the dark desert highway is life pa… I’m sure not bound for Californ-i… no doubt, no turnpike –cool breeze… This place we call life is the shi…

A bigot blind will never see, we are all as John Donne’s flea since Adam claimed mortality, who knows what hues in history flowed in darker veins than thee,

I like to think I’m quite a spark a wise and clever man I can name the elements or kings of old Siam but sitting in my techno-cave

based on a West African folklore… Alone along a jungle track I heard a groan of agony, so terror-struck, with bow drawn b… I peered behind the mango tree.

If I was an Afghan, whatever would I do? Bullets flying everywhere I wouldn’t have a clue! -

Hours enthralled by cryptic signs, with ancient tomes and riddled rhymes. Gleaning facts from mystic lores - and still she never sought divorce…

'We’ the west can be so proud of o… where everyone can take a vote for… We’ll fund the freedom seekers who… and understand they must rise up t… We’ll help them when they turn for…

Vivid light, Smiles so bright, Mangrove, Sea and Cotton Tree, A time I learnt to think in ways, My parents never taught me. I felt dis-ease with christian,

Hush foolish pre-emptor who steals… Still that feeble flitting one wit… Dark distractor - lover of meaning… With deep solemnity let go of I,… In that space you thought was you…

The Atheist scoffs at talk of God and finds me rather odd! “We came from Nothing - Heading for Nowhere” “Nothing to Nothing -

As a company of poets, I trust upon your empathy. This lyric passion that we share has led me to epiphany. Of worldly craft I am bereft,

You’ll cheer for the thief on stag… Root for the urchin and crook. Believing yourself of judgement mo… Why throw that aside with the book… What of the chav; 'have not’ to yo…

Leafy London, garden roses, Late one summer’s afternoon. No recourse from tragic duty. Hope his kids are still at school. Stranger sorrow, swiftly rising