Others

Where religions lead

War follows for there's 

No tolerance for the other

Where ideologies impel

War follows for there's 

No tolerance for others' ideas

Where greed manages

War follows for profit 

Is not to be shared with others

That's the sad reality

For not accepting others. 

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Out of sync

Calendar and weather 

Are out of sync

So is democracy 

In the United States

A touch of frost here

Of tyranny there

Or maybe lunacy

The power of one

Unshackled and unchecked.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Valentine breakfast

Valentine day breakfast

A cup of coffee

A chocolate marzipan fondant

And a naked lady!

Not that kind, you perv! 

One just bloomed 

On this auspicious day

With her delicate trumpets

Impervious of the drought

For her love endures 

The bad and good times.

Happy Valentine to you!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Sco Mo

This guy can peddle only

Fear, fear and more fear.

Refugees, fear!

Sudanese people, fear!

Muslims fear!

Migrants, fear!

People in the streets!, fear!

Labour, fear!

Greens, fear!

Economy fear!

Borders fear!

Questions, fear!

I really wonder 

How he can get to sleep

With all those fears

He must fear his shadow

Mind you with the LNP

One would too!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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The arsonist

Homeless she is

Kicked out of her home

Once her hubby passed away

The children had a growing family

She was a supernumerary mouth to feed

She haunts the streets now

Collects odd pieces of wooden pallets

To lit a fire when the night comes

A bit of comfort when the world is cold

A short moment of respite 

The sound of the siren  intrudes

On her mind, a police car is here

To pick her up and charge her for arson

What was she thinking 

Lighting a fire in town?

She'll spend the night in a cell

Warm with some food

And a pallet to sleep on.

This is what welfare

Looks like in the twenty-first century.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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A bowler hat

When people talk about bowler hats

They're talking about bankers

And business men in the City

Order and prosperity.

Not for me, I'm afraid

I never understood the fascination 

Of stealing  money to make money.

Imagine a scene

Of an old black and white flick

A man walking down a deserted street, 

Spotting a bowler hat on the road

Looks around

Making  sure nobody's around

Gives it a mighty kick

His delight is short

And ends in a painful rictus

For under the bowler hat

Stood a hidden boulder squat and fat

You see kids running away laughing

Anarchy is making fun

Of the establishment 

Be it a bowler hat!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Obfuscation 1

Happy New Year of the Pig

Water and Earth mix 

The year will by muddy

Confusion will reign

No clear solution

False prophets will rise

Keep in mind July the 20 th

Either we are in full WWIII

Or we are saved by none other than 

The Pope and Trump

The Vatican has been preparing 

For a long time our first contact 

With extraterrestrial beings

They have given us fifty years

To amend us

The date date was sixty nine

So this is the year

The day was the lunar landing 

Did I tell you to expect obfuscation?  

 Well, here it is!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Downunder

The heat of the blue sun

Hits the windscreen 

The red sky carries 

Dirt from the last storm

Pushes it through

The car aircon

Mouth tastes muddy

Drought in Australia.

Up North relentless 

Rain falls and mud slides

 Are the new elements

Dams are full and let open

To let the pressure off

Drowning everything downwards

Monsoon in Australia.

Down South

Tasmania is on fire

Forests and wilderness

Disappear in infernos

Properties, animals 

And human lives too

Summer in Australia.

It's true, it's a continent

You can choose which 

Weather emergencies 

You prefer to deal with

Come Downunder

We have a special deal

All three in one weekend

Downunder climate change 

Does not exist or so they say!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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