MND Global Awareness Day


But he could not hold on to time, but could only watch his decline

and of a cure he would dream, in his world of the silent scream.

And if life then assigned the card, had it given him no regard,

he had been dealt the joker, in life’s great game of poker.

And he walked the road that none would choose, but during this time he did not lose,

the ability to make us all laugh, however painful was his path.

But quickly ‘the beast’ took control, of his body, but not of his soul.

In those short months, when we all cried, his passion for life, never died.

My words are dedicated to those who can look, at the journey they face in their own life book

and with courage they strive, however hard, having been dealt Destinies card.

This beast MND, must be controlled, as more words like this will be told,

of lives within this savage cage, but here now I will leave this page.

The Bee All & End All



The Bee All & End All

He said,

Mankind will survive their disappearance for no more than five years

and our continuity depends on the health of our planet and its species,

there are no second chances and when they’re extinct, we’ll watch through tears

when it’s their end and no amount of our empty words and pleas

will bring them back.

Our world will be a very different place.

When the last one dies, will we open our eyes and no longer see

the species that played such a significant role, has left no trace

and within no time, our diet will be so bland, without the industrious bee.

We swallow the fruits of their labour, greedily, without much thought

that every third bite of food we eat, comes as a result of their productivity.

Foolishly, is honey the only gift they give, were we taught,

not that over 4000 vegetables depend on these pollinators activity?

This diligent group, so under threat, should be top of our list,

as without their earnestness we risk, losing all of our plants

that with their chivalrous stripes, they have gently kissed

and we run the danger of silencing their humming chants

in our gardens and flower meadows.

But it doesn’t just stop here.

With no flora to consume with their sustenance, all the beasts that rely

on this food will be affected and will also disappear

and without our intervention, they will also suffer and die.

So up the food chain this will have a knock on effect.

Our cattle used for meat and milk, eat lupins and alfalfa,

both of which depend on the pollination of this flying insect,

so when the last one buzzes its end, will we well up with nostalgia?

Instead we spray our crops freely with neonic pesticides

that are toxic to these creatures, in their coats of blacks and yellows,

as roaming they collect this lethal nectar, to then provide,

honey for their larvae, these foraging little fellows

transport it back to the colony to cause widespread death,

or when exposed to these chemicals, they forget their way back home

and become disoriented and insane and take that one last breath,

whilst their larvae wait for nourishment in the hexagonal honeycomb.

Neonicotinoids increases the effect of the varroa mite,

just 2,000 of them can kill a 30,000 colony

with viruses and disease, then this crab like parasite

is detrimental to the health of the helpful honeybee.

Well,’one asks ‘what can be done to help them in their plight?’

We should support our local farmers who grow organic,

do not use pesticides or chemicals in our gardens to fight

the weeds, leave them and make a colourful border that’s botanic.

Plant through the seasons to provide a year round bee habitat,

keep our lawns longer for shelter, don’t just cut our grass

in parts. These steps are small but will help us all combat

the decline of this, our allies. let’s face it, it’s not a lot to ask.

Heads Together


Just because you can’t see something is wrong,

because on the outside, a person looks strong,

doesn’t mean that everything on the inside is fine,

they’re maybe trying to hide any outward sign.

One in four people in the UK each year,

will suffer a condition that society fears,

it carries a stigma, it’s called Mental Health,

and it can creep up slowly with it’s insidious stealth.

It can destroy entire families and end people’s lives,

as into one’s life, it silently arrives,

regardless of age, gender or race,

with its secret, deceptive and noiseless embrace.

And as people suffer and are afraid to admit

and fear the prejudice, to be told they’re unfit,

so quietly endure their pain on their own

and live their lives, sad, lost and alone.

The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge and Prince Harry,

are spearheading a campaign, that they hope will carry,

changes to societies, national perception,

about this condition and its ghastly deception.

They are keen to build on the great work that’s taking place

across the UK and are keen to erase,

the stigma attached to this silent condition

and with their involvement, have made it their mission.

In partnership with Charities with much knowledge,

have made it their goal and also they pledge

to enable society to realise it’s not wrong

and have used as a springboard, London’s Marathon

to heighten awareness and raise vital cash,

as through London’s streets, the runners did dash.

There are lots of ways, we can all get involved,

to ensure our nation’s perception’s dissolved.

For all who are interested, you can take a look

at ‘live’ conversations on Twitter and Facebook

and other media platforms, there’s news on their feeds

about how we can help, there’s plenty to read.

There are events going on throughout the UK,

which we can help with, if just for a day,

so let’s put our ‘Heads Together’ in this race

to make our society a more caring place.

100 Years


With its familiar sound and computerised voice

                              he said,

I believe the increasing risk of being wiped out

                             is high.’

The renowned theoretical physicist with brilliant brain in

                             his head

said, ‘Disaster, sudden nuclear war or asteroid strike from

                                  the sky,

   or climate change, a genetically engineered virus and

                              over population,

could mean Humankind has no future if we don’t forge new life

                                        in space.

With technological possibilities of plasma rockets and

                           human hibernation,

we have about 100 years if we want to survive, we need

                                 to embrace

 the ability to free ourselves from the constraints of a

                            dying planet,

or we will watch its cataclysmic end as we continue

                            to devour

       the resources from this ball of basalt rock

                          and granite,

         our mass extinction grows closer hour

                             by hour.

       Mother Earth is ending our tenancy and

                           calling time.

We humans are fundamental particles of nature, a

                        mere collection,

    the unsustainable rate at which we plunder

                           is a crime,

           is this the final preparation before

                           our rejection?

       But we will not be able to establish yet or

                             self sustain,

   colonies in space for approximately 100 years

                               at least,

 therefore we should be so careful in this period

                              and refrain

from our continued aggressive behaviour, it should

                                be ceased.

Coupled with the fast pace of technological growth we

                            may obliterate

      ourselves by nuclear or biological war and our

                            impending doom,

for all nations to form one world government’s too late,

                                     our fate

is becoming increasingly precarious, may this planet not become

                                        our tomb.

The development of Artificial Intelligence could spell

                                     the end,

           the daunting challenge for us is two fold as

                                      we create,

technology to enable us to leave our earth behind and

                                 to ascend,

              the peril that may be unleashed as


We’re already developing battlefield robots to make the

                            killing decision,

     without the need for humans being involved in

                                  the loop,

how long before a thinking machine masters and has

                                the vision

to become self protective and leave humankind out of

                                its group.

         So depart we must with this current rise

                               in robotics

           as humans we are limited by our slow

                      biological evolution,

         we are responsible for creating the demise

                             of antibiotics

              and our hopeless ability to end

                          our pollution.

     Let us hope we have time enough for science

                               to achieve,

 the ability for our species to escape this world and

                               to address,

    the daunting challenge ahead of us as we plan

                                    to leave.

The countdown’s started, Farewell Mother Earth, sorry for

                                     the mess.’

The Devil in The Deep Blue Sea


The water lapped gently at the gold shoreline

    sparkling as the sun lit it’s surface,

       the sand was washed, it was soft and fine,

          as they stood in Summer’s warm embrace.

The seabirds swirled in the breeze above their heads,

    silhouetted against the azure blue of the sky,

      the waves spread seaweed out like threads

          washing strands ashore, where it was left to dry.

It was an idyllic scene and a perfect day

    as they stood together, hand in hand

        in the warm air, just beyond the sea spray

           with their bare feet in the soft yellow sand.

But here lurked an invader that lived in the sea

    that was challenging nature with its size,

        it lured in creatures, that sheltered secretly

           out of the sight of large predator’s eyes.

Mussels, anemones, clams and seaweed

    gathered in the depths by this enemy,

        innocently together, as they came to feed,

            on this ominous foe with its coat of debris.

This adversary though, did not itself decide,

    to violate the ocean and take control,

       as it lethally spread itself in the tide,

          it had no motive or clandestine goal.

Trapped in a vortex, in the ocean’s waves

    swaths of plastic spun, where the winds converge

       circling and menacing, the blameless it enslaves

           with its evil grasp, to then submerge

into the depths like pepper in a stew

     in the water column, it hung suspended,

         increasing in size, this monster grew,

              its lethal reach becoming extended,

as another refuge truck of plastic is dumped.

    And every minute of every single day,

        into the sea it’s thoughtlessly pumped

             and soon it will outweigh

the fish population in a matter of years.

     Our shameless disposal of our disgusting waste

         should bring all of humankind to tears

               and for our negligence, we should be disgraced.

Our irresponsible, rabid, plastic consumption

      on our health, is having an impact,

          but we carry on polluting with our stupid assumption

              there is no problem, let’s not overreact!

Every piece of plastic that’s ever been made

     since the early nineteenth century’s still here,

         do we not think that we have totally betrayed

             our planet that we should all hold so dear?

And now it has entered our very food chain

     we should all be filled with concern,

        as we are now consuming fish that contain

             plastic and we’re at the point of no return.

The world’s oceans are drowning in our waste,

     do we think that this will all disappear,

          this is a problem that we have never faced

              and it will be here for hundreds of years.

Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s and even heart disease

     can be caused by plastic in our meals,

          as we continue unabated to pollute the blue seas

               this sickening dilemma relentlessly steals

our paradise that we are here to safeguard.

     Over ninety percent of seabirds, have in their gut

          plastic from our watery junk yard,

               we must stop our addiction to plastic now,


the greatest threat to our planet is our belief

     that someone else will save it,

         will we watch it all through the tears of grief

                and as guardians we are so unfit.

Their empty bottle lay on the wave lapped scree

     as they turned to leave the gold sands,

         the sky was blue above the turquoise sea

                and they’d finished topping up their tans.

Just one little bottle won’t make any odds

    is probably what they were thinking,

        let’s face it, it’s in the lap of the gods

              and they left paradise unblinking!

Earth Day

Earth image

Earth Day

After a devastating oil spill in 1969,

it prompted a US Senator in Wisconsin to raise

public awareness of our planet’s decline

and a day was then set for American’s to praise

and honour the world and celebrate its worth

and give inspiration to all future generations

by recognising the fragility of our Mother Earth

and now it’s observed by a hundred odd nations.

In 1970 upon the streets of the States,

20 million people throughout this great land,

held organised protests to demonstrate

against the planet’s atrophy. We should all understand

the threat that we cause was their plea.

By the end of the year, the first Earth Day had led

to the creation of the US Environment agency

with its passage for clean air and thinking ahead.

In 1990 Earth Day went worldwide

and lifted environmental issues on to the stage

and now we know more, it’s up to us to decide

how we protect our world in this age.

Education is the very foundation for progress

as we look towards our future and how changes affect

our livelihood. We must embrace and address

and not ignore the signs and neglect

how instrumental our role on this place we call ours

with its summer and autumn and winter and spring

and value our wildlife, our trees and our flowers

as the seasons rotate and with them they bring

their changes in climate, from hot to cold

and nature provides us food for us all,

as we watch the colours change from green, red to gold

and with it the sunshine and breezes and rainfall.

So this day reminds us that we have to protect

our home and provider and look after her well,

like planting of trees with the ‘Canopy Project’

and spend time enjoying the place that we dwell.

We should get outside and relish the fresh air,

maybe go to the coast and clean up our shores

by collecting the plastic and show her we care,

to ensure our children can value the great outdoors.

Real or Fake?

Real or Fake

Real or fake

From handbags and coats and hooded parka trims

with their soft allure, as they adorn our limbs

and swinging pom poms, on stiletto heels in pink,

so soft and elegant, it really could be mink.

Warm winter coats, hang on long clothes rails

reduced in price, it’s the end of season sales.

Delighted with the purchase, the price was really cheap,

if you knew what they’re made of, it would make you weep.

Three leading retailers, it was announced yesterday,

are selling real fur items, throughout the UK.

They have all claimed, that they thought it was faux

and how it entered their supply chains, they really don’t know.

They said they’d take action and remove the product

and will certainly investigate, any possible misconduct.

Animal rights groups have said, shoppers are being misled,

as they think they’re buying faux, but it’s real fur instead.

Nine out of ten people refuse to buy fur, a survey has found,

but did you know a strip of raccoon fur costs as little as a pound?

The problem has arisen, because of trade in the far east,

but the cheaper the better, they couldn’t care in the least.

Raccoons have many litters, all from just one pair,

and are kept in conditions and denied veterinary care.

They are being mass farmed and often alive they are skinned,

for their soft dense pelts and then their carcasses are binned.

The grim reality is, that real fur can be produced

more cheaply than fake, it has been deduced.

Fur farms have been banned in the UK since 2003,

but this current situation, we did not foresee.

So if you are not sure, if your garment is real,

test to see if inside it’s stiff to the feel,

or look for fibres, that taper at their ends,

this is the advice, that PETA recommends.

But if when you’re shopping, you are really still unsure,

avoid buying at all and just do not procure,

as when shops feel, a drop in the revenue that they make,

they’ll insist on suppliers, guaranteeing it’s fake.


Chemical Attack in Syria

Chemical Attack in SyriaSyria

There was the sound of planes in the sky above their heads

Then explosions whilst the innocent slept in their beds

And entire families were unaware as the gas rained down

Upon blameless civilians in northern Syria’s Idlib town.

People ran into the streets choking for their very breath

Convulsing, retching and gasping and then the death

Of over seventy people, including young children too

And chemicals poured from war planes as they flew.

With foaming mouths, dilated eyes, and children that cried

As in their numbers they asphyxiated, collapsed and then died

Some of the survivors helped douse others with water

As the death toll rose amidst this evil slaughter.

Hours later a hospital treating the injured, was hit

But the Syrian military have said they do not admit

And take no responsibility and categorically reject

Any involvement in this crime in any aspect.

Very few of the hospitals have the capacity to cope

With such an attack in this place of no hope

One doctor said he saw whole families that were killed

And could do nothing to help however much he is skilled.

This attack should strike at the very core of humanity

How much longer will the world watch this insanity

As this strike quite clearly is a war crime

And cannot be ignored in this world of our time.

This raid indicates Bashar Assad’s growing confidence

And refocuses on the failure of international incompetence

In preventing the worst abuses of Syria’s heinous war

With its regime that we say we all so abhor.

And as no political solution is still not in sight

The world will continue to witness this fight

With our world leaders with warnings – there’s a price to pay

It’s the civilians paying the heaviest, at the end of the day.

The Scottish Referendum x 2

Scottish Referendum x 2 Sturgeon

So Scotland’s First Minister has called for a second poll

And claims that she speaks for the country as a whole

She argues that she will help give people the choice

To become independent and they will have a voice

In deciding their future as a separate nation

It is her intention, with her complete fixation.

But Theresa May says Sturgeon has tunnel vision

And is playing games with her decision

And should focus on delivering a good Government

As to split the countries, will cause discontent

And her dream of Scotland, having its own identity

Could end up making the UK a non-entity

But the SNP are convinced there should be a vote

Before Westminster sinks both their ship and lifeboat

That circumstances have changed since the last referendum

And the Scottish now wish for a different outcome.

But May and Sturgeon appear set for a bitter fight

As they both believe that they each are right

But Scotland spends £127.00 for each £100.00 raised

in taxes and it should therefore make them all dazed

With the thought of an austerity programme in the West

Are the populace really up for the test?

As their deficit in the developed world is worst

They should consider this before jumping in head first

They want to give the impression they can control their fate

And stay in the EU before it’s too late

But the EU doesn’t necessarily see it this way

As this may spark and cause other countries to sway

apart from the Union, possibly Catalonia in Spain

And the European idea, will go down the drain

Sturgeon when questioned, thinks they’ll use the pound

But all major parties think this idea is unsound

And why therefore should not the rest of the UK

Also have a ballot and people have their say?

As even though Scotland’s population is small

The decision they make will affect us all

So should the UK be allowed to drift apart

Isn’t solidarity our essence and our heart

Isn’t staying united, the surest solution

And stop all these cries of devolution

The atmosphere’s turning increasingly sour

As the fragmented UK starts to lose its power.

The truth is simple, Scotland decided to stay

Part of the Union when they voted that day

The UK then voted from the EU to leave

Did Sturgeon at that point have plans up her sleeve

As she marches her party to the top of the hill

Will the Scottish people submit to the SNP’s will?

A Field Hospital in Mosul


A Day in a Field Hospital in Mosul

An armoured car, hurtles through eastern Mosul at speed

It veers passed fleeing civilians and sounds its horn

And screeches to a halt, as the wounded bleed

And are dragged inside, where their clothes are torn

From broken bodies, from the mortar attack

And the masonry dust, has turned soldiers white

These are the first casualties, in war torn Iraq

As another day dawns, in this bloodied fight

A mortar, a mortar, my boy!’ a woman cries

And bloodied chunks of hair, from his head are cut

Whilst a middle aged man, on a camp bed dies

As his intestines, bulge and fall from his gut

A teenage girl, with a heavily bandaged face

Is lifted from a car and is rushed inside

And an elderly man, is moved to make space

On to the floor, he lies with wide open eyes

A child sits motionless and wrapped in metalic foil

And watches the chaos around him unfold

A weeping soldier, drags his comrade across the soil

And on to a makeshift bed he is hurriedly rolled

The air is filled with the sound of screaming

As more civilians with blown off limbs arrive

The hospital beds are full and blood is streaming

With supplies so short, only a few will survive

One soldier lies trembling on a rickety bed

Whilst medics push wadding into a wide tear

The wound is deep upon his head

His comrade sits by him with a blank stare

He whispers words of comfort and lights a cigarette

As the blood drips into pools on to the floor

This is a scene he will never forget

Even though he’s seen this many times before

A man shouts for dressings, but his friend is dead

His foot protrudes from beneath soiled sheets

He was shot by ISIS, as they fled

Through western Mosul’s winding streets

As fast as doctors can work, they still appear

With casualties, there’s no time for those who’ve died

And drips running out of saline, they now fear

More will die, however hard they have tried

The flow of the injured ceases with the setting sun

And the hospital falls silent, as they set alight

Bloodied bandages, another day is gone

They hope that it will be quiet tonight

But tomorrow will be just another day

Whilst the fighting continues, as people still flee

From Jihadists, whose only aim is to slay

Families as they escape through Mosul’s debris