The Cheddar Gorge Shattered Preconceptions

Somerset had the key that no one knew they needed

The reconstruction on seeing an origin

A genesis that would floor beliefs and prejudices

Gough’s Cave marked the spot

For the oldest remains of these isles

The reminders ebb and flow

A rising tide emerged

Which deflected all questionable and ulterior angles

Rising in both sides of the Atlantic

The rebuilding through science

Shattered the imagined ideals for those who think the country should be one way

Especially those who didn’t know the crown came from Wettin

And not from the Square Mile

Some originators came by surprise to shatter one’s worldview

From several millennia ago



The photo of the Cheddar Man is originally from the BBC.

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The world became under watch

When so many pretended to be appointed

From divine right

A fraction of them bathed in blissful ignorance

The frays in the cerebrum commenced

Such combating wasn’t of the physical realm

Lances of shame clashed at all hours

Before ad hominems and strawmen were frayed in the chainmail

Critical hits were imminent

Correction reversed into the masses

When feigning being right was considered being right

Gavels and Planks

All point the finger
Trembling for gavels in hand
Denying their planks

Too Many Vices, Too Many Frustrations

Sometimes it’s hard to keep track of the chaos

2021 certainly has it’s issues to say the least

Tension is still fraught and the year isn’t half done yet

This won’t go away with a light switch

The pressure was too far to even allow a finger to turn positivity on

Hatred still permeates

Teachers take pictures of their feet on the necks of 10 year olds

People figuratively and literally push each other with prejudice

Petty arguments pile up online or offline

Social media slave auctions occur in schools

With little punishments happening

Bone rooms become exposed in universities

How far has society truly progressed?

It’s a deluge of sorrows and paranoia

In the crosswinds of division

When the heart is pumped with gloom from the earth

Undeserved Pedestals

Icons were forced to the masses

Spotlights, plaques, trophies, statues

All on full display

A finger from out of nowhere points to these sights

Without any audibles, the crowd mindlessly cheers

You know what they say about 50,000 or more fans, right?

The contrary was ignored

As heroes did insidious things off-camera

Caustic words, disrespect, subterfuge, even genocides

Yet they still get extolled

Pedestals become broken

When the unknowns and the slandered should’ve had them

Real heroes don’t call themselves heroes

The ones forced are always the ones who cause disappointment

Fandom Shaming Poem

Liking anything is difficult in this day and age
Sincerity dies by tweets and statuses
God forbid anyone is a fan of anything (that isn’t a sport, cars, or shoes)
Backhanded compliments
To overt insults
Are the name of the game
To be detrimental to another person

“What you like is worthless!”
“Only an idiot would like this.”
“You have such crappy taste.”

They all say that to one’s face or through an avatar
Especially when they want to want the fan’s world burn via burner accounts
Fandoms become factions willing to fight for their loves

A cycle could happen
As one gets burned far too many times
“Oh, you’re allowed to make fun of what I like?”
Says the scorned fan
“Now I’m going to reflect your verbal assaults.”
The shaming begins on the other sides
When first stones were thrown due to one’s affinity
Does it truly serve them right even if they were the aggressors?

Division Unseen

Gigantic constructs
Untold to the great masses
Crafting confusion

Worldwide Hypocrisy Haiku

The pots meet kettles
As abuses get called out
On the worldwide stage

Morose Overload

The will to care is still there

Yet the stream and loops cause the well to be fatigued

Thriving on tragedy is a misconception by others

It becomes predictable exposing obvious atrocities and hypocrisy

If only there could be a world where a poem like this wouldn’t have to exist

Stupid Spring Breakers

Of course, they would just call it a “mayhem”

Pandemic or not

If it was others, then it would be “looting”

Restaurants and hotels become battle zones of those trying to party all the time

More than Eddie Murphy in the 80s

Collective facepalms are all around in the Southern coast

Sorry to hear that when it comes to the innocent in the Sunshine State

Stupid snowbirds certainly ruin tons of things