Race Night

Not yet quite time for your departure
How to while away the moments
On the platform lost to capture

Not yet quite time for your arrival
How did you pass the passing hours
On that stairway towards survival

Horses sweat in county stables
Aching for the flag to set them off
Chomping at their restraining cables

Bookies take turf bets by the rails
Longing for the real big hitter
Or the lady, hanging on his tails

The dress was pure Chanel
Perfume steeped to accrue
Reigns unleashed for her sentinel

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Observe Awareness

Do not take the decisions lightly
Choose each word for each word
Whatever you look back upon, try
Always, to look forwards too

And if you can’t quite explain it
Then at least give of your best
If the phrase is not within reaching
Take us to where you suffer less

For dust is forever in the corners
And leaves are so seldom still
Tell of the sky in the diamond
Whose feint hopes you signify

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Initiative

Desiree rose
From her seat on the stage by the podium
She strode forward to the lectern
Where her vetted notes awaited her

She stood erect; with youthful surety
She slowly surveyed her audience
She picked up her notes, paused
In apparent thought

Then she put the notes down again
She moved purposefully
Aside from the lectern
To engage spontaneously with the audience

It’s a fucking mess, look at you
You are a fucking disgrace
Here in your Armani suits...

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Young Turks, Old Hands

Joe and Desiree checked into separate rooms
See you in the bar in ten minutes, shouted Joe
As he entered his executive suite

Thick towels, gold taps, king size bed
A fully tiled washroom
A separate dressing area

Joe threw his bag on the bed
He had a quick wash, then, unable to settle
He set off to find the bar

Desiree had none of Joe’ unease
Her unpacking was done with care
Even for an untidy girl

She liked to keep her clothes without creases
She started the bath running, poured in
The full complimentary bottle of sultry soak

She found a radio station...

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Talent

Philip and Vanessa had worked together
To set out strategic, operational details
She had been instrumental

In removing certain cabinet ministers
She knew how the establishment functioned
And she damned well knew how to manipulate it

Academia would be no different
She would be a natural, so Tom thought
Desiree’s only a girl Tom

They will tear her to pieces
Unless she sets herself up as untouchable
That is what we have to make her

Impregnable, reliable, forceful, tough
And only the disaffected youth
Only the youngsters without hope

Only they, once they know who’s side we’re on
Only they can make that happen...

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