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For a lie to add piquancy to a story, the story would be factual. Fantasy needs no lie to stimulate or excite. But if the factual story is contrived or fallacious then it’s the fantasy that is the truth.

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Singularity

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Don’t label me by name,
Nor label me by colour.
I am me,
I am no other.

Don’t foster on me your bigotry,
Nor peddle me your deception.
I’ll live my life as it pleases me;
Through my own perception.

My life has been surrounded
by sycophants like you,
With words full of nothingness
Thinking they will do.

Never can you fill my mind
With hatred and detestation.
I will live it in my way,
With steadfast determination.

Take your petty criticism and
Take away your disdain.
Live your life removed from me
As I quickly forget your name.

© 2018, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved

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A Tale Of Two Hearts

I smiled but she never smiled with me.
I laughed but only saw her tear.
I spoke but she never heard what I was saying.
I felt pain from the crushing sense of fear.

She asked if I was leaving?
I replied—what else could I do?
She said she never meant to do it.
I replied—Is there anything you’ve said that was true?

We made peace and joined together.
We were one for a year or more.
But the barrier grew stronger and wider.
Until at last neither of us was sure.

Death saw a permanent separation.
Leaving my conscience to wonder why.
Did life ever hold an answer,
Or was love always destined to die?

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Along The Way

I read a poem about a path tonight and it reminded me of one of the first things I ever wrote—-I hope you like it.

Along The Way

“I am heavy, I am tired,” said the old man to the child.
“My life is drawing to an end.
It is not what I have done to life that has brought me here today, but what life has done to me along the way.

I was strong, I was fierce, I took no-one to my side, simply brushing them aside with no need for them.
Now I find that I’m alone, but don’t pity nor disown those memories that I’ve sown, along the way.

My path was never straight, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide but along it I did stride to find you here.
Now stand you tall, never cry, have no tear in an eye as you hear what I have done along my way.

I have reached that final bend, the one that leads me to my end, and now I leave you here to make your own way through this life.
Tread your path with care, and always be aware that there is no such thing in life, as a mistake.”

© 2012, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

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Meaningless Words

When you read the final word that was written
And the last song of the day is sung
Don’t ask where is the freedom
That was fought for by the young.

Look and see where it lays dying
In rotting heaps on any street
As the numbers keep on building
And the dead make plans to meet.

Words spoken by the righteous
Once a year in memory
Will not save the poor from dying
Nor open the door and set them free.

If minds were joined in union
And the word peace was set in stone
Then maybe man could find an answer
And a way forward could be shown.

But if peace was the prize for humanity
And the guns of destruction fired no more
Then another reason would need to be invented
To fight another war!

© 2018 Daniel Kemp All rights reserved

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Selfish Pursuits

There was a dying man on the ground with his eyes to the sky.
His wife knelt beside him with tears of sorrow ready to cry.
Time had travelled past them eroding away their roots,
As mankind was absorbed in purely selfish pursuits.

An old woman now stands alone unable to carry on.
A radio blasts from a car with a deafening song.
Never ending traffic take the breath from her lungs,
As children run past with foul swearing tongues.

Another age has just died and past backward into time.
A newer one pushes forward eager to be the first in line.
Old values are abandoned along with old-fashioned truths,
As mankind is absorbed in purely selfish pursuits.

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The Story That Had No Beginning by Daniel Kemp #BookReview @danielkemp6

My train of thoughts on...

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The Story That Had No Beginning
by Daniel Kemp

The author sent me an ARC of this book (mobi format) in exchange for an honest review.

My rating:  ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐  (four stars)

Plot
(by Amazon)

Alicia Collinson and her partner, Sir Giles Milton QC have a dinner party to host in the Chelsea home they share, but they are unaware of an extra guest; the ghost of Alicia’s dead twin brother. Alicia poses a surprising question to Sir Giles and their guests:—“Do you think lying is endemic in society today?”

They all have different answers based on their experiences, but what was the purpose of her question and how did her brother die?

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> Literature & Fiction > Literary Fiction > British & Irish
Books
> Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Literary
Series: n.a.
Length: 158 pages
Release date: 2018-05-04

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The Flowers of Poppies Worn in Splendour

My humble contribution to Remembrance Day

Some gave their life for a kingdom.
Some died without a voice.
Somewhere was a voice in the wilderness,
But it was not a wilderness of choice.

There is no freedom on a battlefield,
And battles are not fought with dreams.
Minefields are full of nightmares.
Nightmares are full of screams.

Weapons are for a purpose,
That purpose can be a crime.
Some crime goes without punishment,
But the punishment was not mine.

Suffering can become a kingdom,
A kingdom lived in the dark.
The dark is full of shadows,
Where blood leaves its mark.

The flowers of poppies worn in splendour
Paying tribute to the dead.
Peace is what they all died for
But that word still needs to be spread.

© 2018 Daniel Kemp All rights reserved

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