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  1. Abducted Lives for Torture…2014

    Oh Lord, I come before you today to ask

    What is it Lord about the female frame

    That teases out the evil in professional

    Folk who seem to hiss at our very being

    What is it Lord that they can and do

    Abduct us from our lives once so loved

    And subject us to a cell of torture

    That was once our loving home

    Where every member of Church and State

    Including healthcare and police professionals

    Become at an instant sight of us…a Dr Mengele

    Of Terror who turns insane to kill our very Soul

    Friend and friend declare

    Sure isn’t that bruise from when you fell

    Another visit to Lab 101 and how

    Do I explain that even the swelling

    In the most private parts has been done

    By mad mad men who hide behind

    Their Oath of “First do No Harm”…

    When I sensed this a few years ago

    Lord, I wrote a poem about what I saw…

    It was then I was told that I was a

    Thorn in their side as I knew exactly

    What they were doing to me…

    >From the Medical and Community Torture Lord,

    Policed by the once honest and good kind policemen

    I wrote about the betrayal of those who have sworn

    The Oath of First Do No Harm –

    Broken Trust, humiliation, degradation and

    Their weapons of body destruction is their

    Game in Human Life Pursuit by the Cult of Death..

    Perhaps it was always like this but how it

    Maddened them that I saw through their lies

    And still they harmed and lied and lied…

    As Mary Rafferty said “They think we are eejits”…

    You have seen them Lord inject their acid into

    My bones, you have seen them mutilate my insides

    In this Land that has seen so much bloodshed –

    2011 Lord, when I first took their medicine,

    They smiled at me,

    When I suffered their medicine,

    They shouted at me,

    As my health suffered and broke down

    >From the Pharma poison that ripped

    Through my body, They ignored me,

    As I arrived at hospital after hospital

    With swollen burning face and throat,

    Acid and fluid building up in my body

    They shunned me and called me a Liar –

    When I refused to take their tablet forms

    Of acid of solpadene and difene into an

    Already swollen body of acidosis

    They used their gamma rays…and

    Then of course they lied and lied…

    I look out the window and I see life getting on

    With itself…cars, trucks and buses go flying by…

    How I want to step back into the life I had but

    A prisoner/ in the cowards’ army that shows

    No mercy is where I am enslaved…

    Politicians go on about human rights and

    Dignity…they utter apologies to the Magdalene

    Women but still deny the pain and violation of

    The Symphysiotomy women of Ireland…

    Ireland, Glorious Mother in Green

    What is being done to us women who may

    Write of what they know, of what they see

    >From the inner eye within their Soul..

    I walk down the town and the secret evolution

    Hide no more – they openly pass me by

    And do their lewd acts…

    Even lone individuals turn on the Street

    And raise their arm up straight in a salute

    Oh Lord Lord Lord

    Hold the bruised and suffering bodies who

    Suffers a Nation’s abuse as Human Subjects,

    Designated Slaves for Clinical Trials,

    Slaves for Torture and sent to Lab 101 in their

    Dirty Tricks and Lies campaign of minor operations

    For the sake of your good health, they state –

    We are labelled paranoid as that is what the

    Lethal Weapon of control named Psychiatry does…

    It was the same back then Lord…genocide of the

    Most gentle of Souls – God help us all someway…

    Dr Michael Corry swore to drive a Stake in the

    Heart of Psychiatry but does it have a Heart, Lord?

    Rest in Peace good kind Doctor Corry

    Mary Rafferty wrote about the abuse and deaths of children

    Under the care of Church and State…

    Mary stated “They think we are eejits”..

    Mary got cancer and died at 54

    Rest in Peace Mary – you did so much to

    Break the Silence…

    There are many others Lord, who tried and died

    Or were silenced by the evil of Power that

    Terrorises our Land…

    Wash our tears away Lord as the Thought

    Police question our every move…

    Ease our burning bones Lord as the evil of

    Power does their best to kill off bonemarrow

    Beneath dried out skin that has

    Suffered the burns of radiation too many times

    My Lord, My Dear Jesus – As the

    Thorns pierced your head…Was it

    Then Lord that a spot of your Blood

    Fell down on to the breast of a little Bird…

    >From then we knew of the robin red breast

    Lord, my God, how I feel your presence

    Every time I see the Robin as she bobs along

    We went down to Clonmacnoise one day…and

    There I saw the most beautiful of Robins…I had

    Never seen the like before or since…the Robin

    Looked like a cartoon character from a

    Disney Movie – Her breast was as red as blood

    My companion saw it too – And said he saw

    A second one by the old ruins of the church

    Nearby – the Robin beside me kept running up

    To me and we only had an apple in the car

    We broke it in pieces to feed the robin

    And some other birds who chirped by…

    It started to rain, I got back in the car…

    And the Robin flew right up onto the wing mirror

    Beside me and chirped right up to my face…

    As we drove slowly away our Robin ran along

    The wall beside us until we turned a corner

    And were out of sight…

    Was that your Angel Lord, sending out some

    Comfort to the broken down frame of your child

    Lord..Thank you for your comfort at times when I

    Forget how to pray..

    Amen to you My God….

    In You, My God, I place my Love, Trust and Hope


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Comment by jack colleton on December 20, 2015 at 23:55

Respecting The Prose.

Comment by jack colleton on December 21, 2015 at 1:32

Shared On Facebook & Twitter.

Comment by Teri on January 25, 2016 at 20:53

Thank you Jack - when the hurts are great - words filter out from a Heart of Hope...

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