Rebirth

I have walked a thousand streets
and looked into a thousand eyes.
I have dreamed a thousand dreams
and listened to a thousand lies.

I have been in love.
I have lost everything.

I have died.

Now, I have a dream
and maybe you won’t like it.
But I have been to the end of life
and I don’t have any other chances.

I will write everything
and I will work for everything that I want.

I will live only for me.

I promise,
with all my heart,
that the life that I want
is the life that I will have.

Neither from hope nor from despair,
but from the dreams of my life.

Because now, and forever,
this life is mine!

This poem was originally written in Catalan and has been translated into English. As such, it does not flow as well as the original.

At the end of life

A poem for World Poetry Day 2018

Spring has already arrived,
but all I see is dark.
I want to relax on a beach,
but I have to hide myself in a forest.

Life, sometimes, is cruel,
and I ask myself “is it fair?”
It gives us a lot of sadness,
and steals everything from us with a kiss.

They tell me that I have to die happy,
but I can’t do that yet.
The end of life has arrived,
and there is nothing more I can do.

The darkness hides the truth,
that everything is fucked up.
I have never looked for perfection,
but still life is destroyed.

As the leaves age and die,
and the rose which grew is no longer there.
The foundations we built for each other,
and the love that we had is now water.

They tell me that I have to die happy,
but I can’t do that yet.
The end of life has arrived,
and there is nothing more I can do.

Everything I had thought about life,
they have shown me is a lie.
Love doesn’t conquer all,
and they don’t want to hear my cry.

Now I sit here alone,
thinking of everything that has happened.
After all the mistakes I have made,
I have fought, denied, cried.

They tell me that I have to die happy,
but I can’t do that yet.
The end of life has arrived,
and there is nothing more I can do.

I have a final confession,
but I can’t find any words.
How death appears too quickly,
and life has passed like a shot!

We have already prepared my grave,
it is time to say “goodbye”.
As the end of life has arrived,
the last breath, today, is mine.

They tell me that I have to die happy,
but I can’t do that yet.
The end of life has arrived,
and there is nothing more I can do.

The end of life has arrived,
and there is nothing more we can say.

This poem was originally written in Catalan and has been translated into English. As such, it does not flow as well, nor rhyme, as the original.

Poppy

For my niece, Poppy, born 15 February 2018

Welcome to the world, little Poppy,
you have reminded me that life is beautiful.
But when I cradled your fragile body,
I questioned whether life is worthless.

The world is full of sadness and war,
one the one hand, poverty, and death on the other.
But, just as spring follows winter,
you were born after a loss, Poppy.

The name reminds me of a very famous war,
in which millions of innocent people fell.
In commemoration there is a beautiful symbol,
which grew from the fight, the poppy.

With green leaves and red petals,
the poppy reminds us of a very old wish.
That when they give us war, we respond with peace,
we offer tranquility in place of chaos.

The world is shit, we have to confess,
but we possess the key to improve it.
We live how we want and accept the same for everyone,
and also understand, Poppy, that we are only what we are.

You will always be perfect, I can see it in your eyes,
you will give years of happiness to your proud parents.
Whatever happens, remember, forever,
that the life is yours, little Poppy.

This poem was originally written in Catalan and has been translated into English. As such, it does not flow as well, nor rhyme, as the original.

“Tony Staplegun” takes aim at the Rochester West by-election candidates

As any Facebook user will tell you, receiving friend requests from complete strangers is not unusual.

But one friend request from a “Tony Staplegun” caught my attention.

In posts which must bee seen to be believed, the (presumably) anonymous user has taken aim at all of the confirmed candidates in the Rochester West by-election.

“Tony” starts by looking at the independent candidate, former Tory and UKIP councillor Chris Irvine, who, before defecting to UKIP, had been selected as Kelly Tolhurst’s running mate in the ward.

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The next candidate to take flak from “Tony” is the Conservative candidate Alan Kew, whose business relationship with the other Rochester West councillor Stuart Tranter is a matter of public record.

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“Tony” doesn’t seem to have much to say about the Liberal Democrats’ Martin Rose…

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…but does have plenty to say about UKIP’s Rob McCulloch Martin. Incidentally, I wouldn’t advise visiting Rob’s “UKIP Dads” page if you are easily offended.

Tony Staplegun

The Green Party’s Sonia Hyner seems to have come off best from “Tony”‘s posts, even suggesting that she could “do surprisingly well” from a “protest vote”…

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…before returning to the criticisms, finally aiming his sight at Labour’s Alex Paterson.

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It is not clear who is behind the “Tony Staplegun” Facebook profile, which is published without a profile or cover photograph, but whoever it is appears not to be a fan of Medway’s political class.

That said, it is surprisingly refreshing to see a little bit of humour injected into what seems to be an otherwise stale election campaign.