John Fenton Mcleish Poems

I am a thief of words and idea
I commit the ultimate robbery
All that refracts within this cornea
I do steal to create my poetry
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So finally the answers do now come
Edinburgh the old Jerusalem
Israel is my true birth place and home
Perthshire the origin of Bethlehem
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As he awakens to reality
Sees the horrors that manifest around
Searches for a peaceful sanctuary
No oasis on this earth to be found
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Don't bother waking me up in the morn
For I think I will sleep in the morrow
Anyway this body is old and worn
And there's no time left for me to borrow
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This great race they call the Phoenician
And which did sail forth from doggerland
Father of Anglo Saxon nations
Now lies beneath the north sea under sand
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Why must I suffer persecution
For are these words a threat to your power
How weak must be your constitution
Do you expect me to run and cower
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They race to claim Jesus Christ as their own
But how many sides can one man be on
Too late the seeds have already been sown
What will be has already come and gone
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Western powers are now superfluous
And overnight become irrelevant
Yet try to project strength so furious
In truth they are but weak and impotent
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Ancestral memories do manifest
Appear in dreams from the ancient past
DNA which lived from the earliest
Life from the beginning to the last
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マンゴ冷や
神の果物
日砂海
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