
A deceptive game
sustained by the darkest lies –
dispelled by truth’s light
Copyright Francis 2021

A deceptive game
sustained by the darkest lies –
dispelled by truth’s light
Copyright Francis 2021

We are all flotsam
embrace this impermance –
forever the same
Copyright Francis 2021

The lies you spin with laughter,
feeding me popcorn and hopium to fill my acquiescence.
Now you expect me to believe
I am watching a movie,
that I should drop everything to follow
your vacuous manifesto
stuffed with vapid statistics and your promises.
You can take off that white hat
and throw it in the dirt; many more after me
will gladly stamp on it in the mud.
And let me see the face, that plastic smile,
the burgeoning billions in your bank balance,
swollen to kingdom come which never came.
My time may be done, but in the end
who is going to save you?
Copyright Francis 2021

The mother and son
in their eternal embrace —
creation in one
Copyright Francis 2021

I have sought you since the cradle
Thought I’d heard you in the reverb
Of loving feeling
I rejected you when scripture
Was forced upon me
Shouted at you for letting only
The good die young
I gave thanks to you
For giving me companionship
And someone to take my essence
Forward into drastic futures
Now at these stark crossroads
When it seems every way is to lose
I challenge you to answer
To reveal something of yourself
In the substance of my life
Beyond the glorious imagaginings
Of pliant artists and architects
Willing you into existence
To spare these soulless tyrants
Copyright Francis 2021