We're creatures of habit
Conforming to standards
And required specifications
Sealed with approval
But subject to change
And various radiations
Brainwashed by freedom
To blind faith acceptance
And other modifications
By names who are faceless
And numbers discounted
With coded translations
We're all consuming apathy
In social exchange
For true identifications
Tracing the family tree
Free to choose our friends
But not our relations.
Lyndon Queripel
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- Party Line - Lyndon Queripel
- Air - Trudie Shannon
- Lambs - Di Young
- Streams and Dreams - Bryony de Lat
- Birdman - Richard Fleming
- The Dreams - John Buchanan
- Systematic - Lyndon Queripel
- The Undelivered Promise Of Potency - Marianna Pliakou
- Word Child - Diane Scantlebury
- Root and Branch - Peter Kenny
- War - Di Young
- Port Soif, January - Bryony de Lat
- Estrangement - Trudie Shannon
- Conservation Conversation - Lyndon Queripel
- Limerick for Paddy - Guernsey Poets
- Week Long Affair - Ian Duquemin
- Silence I - Marianna Pliakou
- All Life is Precious - Lester Queripel
- His Career In The Circus - Richard Fleming
- Perfectly Fake - Diane Scantlebury
- Bali Ha'i Sark - Shirley D. Carré
- House Calls - Lyndon Queripel
- Birth of a Poet - Ian Duquemin
- The Mariner - Marianna Pliakou
- The Cow’s Horn - Trudie Shannon
- Folk Club - Diane Scantlebury
- Sea-People - Richard Fleming
- Untouchable - Alec D Jackson
- Bus Stop Conversation - Mona Parkes
- Time Waits For No One - Lyndon Queripel
- Left Behind - Ian Duquemin
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