When he in whom you trusted turns malign
Yet does not tell you why this might be so
Just sends you hate mail, crosses boundary lines
This is both a trauma and a blow

Shall I lose myself in thoughtless sin
Devote myself to flesh and lovers wild?
I shall not run to where revenge may win
Nor burn my throat with boiling, putrid bile

Humanity turns backwards does not rush
Returns the evil with a strong, good wish
When God reveals himself, a burning bush
The flames will purify, the heat will kiss

Retaliation may feel very sweet
But hate rebounds and eats us, as is meet

Let me paint my house with color soft.

Still as snowflakes lying in a drift

Let me paint my house in colours mute

That lovers die I cannot now dispute.

As stark as ghosts are in an empty lift.

The end of life is startling, it is swift.

Death came here and touched his unkissed lips

I am lonely as the lights go out.

I am frightened I won’t know the route

Now my heart is bleeding it is ripped

Lie beside me lover in the moss

Paint my face with colours still and soft

I see you in the mist and I am lost.

What we pay is more than any cost.

The sadness of the television world

Where actors have no character to shar

Where all is flat and perfect but unreal

Where God’s in Hell, and yet it is concealed

The sadness of a toddler with a phone

Eyes near focussed like she is alone

Where she can see a Zoo in Montreal

Or hear hyenas as they make their calls

The sadness as we toss out ancient book

And never teach our children how to cook

The imaged food is perfect in young eyes

But when we live on images, we die The sadness as the screen blinds children’s eyes The sadness as our culture slowly dies

I promise you that when I am the prime minister I will deport two million asylum seekers in the first month.

And after that it will go up exponentially so I will deport 4 million in the second month eight million then the third month in 16 million in the fourth month

If I continue in the same way how long will it take to completely empty the country?.

After that I will start with the illegal immigrants such as all those descended from the Normans .

Keep Britain empty especially from deserving asylum receivers.

Don’t waste your vote