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Commercialised Profanity – Promote Yourself

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Listen to the sound of the
alerts as you walk down the
street. You know where theyare, painted red with poison
on perfect skin, dashed with
fantasized beauty with a pricetag to match. They watch you with
eyes straight from a haunted house,
wanting to drag you into their

commercialised seduction and make
one hell of a killing. Listen, to
their cries for attention as you

walk into their shops, face their
faceless employees who have less
soul than the coins in your

pocket. Listen without contentment
for their lies of empowerment and
understand that walking like

fabricated oranges on the dance
floor isn’t the idea of personal
satisfaction. Listen to their

words and empty them out into
the manure pile, listen to their
words but don’t listen. Listen

to yourself and enjoy your beauty,
your life, your power without
them.

 
My name is Anthony Keers and I live in the City of Manchester, England. Writing short stories has been a hobby of mine since an early age, but attempting to write poetry is fairly new. The majority of my work can be seen on my blog: anthonykeers.wordpress.com. If you like what you see, then keep checking it out as more is added weekly. Also, big thanks to Poetree Creations for publishing some great work!

Bypass it – Promote Yourself

 
bypass
The boy hits another boy because he is different.
The man phones his wife from a bar and tells her
he will be half an hour late home from work.
The wife rolls over the bed and tells
her lover they have an extra half an hour.
The teacher films his students in the changing rooms
and uploads the footage to the internet.
The bank manager attends a meeting with his
superiors and is informed he needs to lay
off some employees to save money.
The supermarket assistant sells a rifle to a
customer.
The policeman radios headquarters
and informs them of a triple murder.
The Prime Minister phones his Minister of Defence
and orders bombing raids for national security.
The pilot radios in and confirms he has successfully
hit his targets.
The news reporter announces seven children were
killed in last nights raids.
The astronaut radios Huston to tell them
about large strange objects hovering near their station.
The strange objects look over
the world with confusion, and transmit
a message to the other strange objects
about bypassing the human
race.
Anthony Keers
My name is Anthony Keers and I live in the city of Manchester, England. Although writing has been a hobby since an early age, I haven’t been able to partake in creating writing for a while due to exams and high education. However, I do like to manage my short story and poetry blog called ‘Urban Life’, which can be found here: anthonykeers.wordpress.com.

The clock – Promote Yourself

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We live our lives
on the face of a clock.
Constantly chasing every second,
riding every minute 
and sleeping with every hour.

A relentless motion
drives us forward.
Even if we are stumbling,
dragging
our heads along the ground
and chewing on our last spoonfuls
of true grit.

It is impossible to
stop.
For we are enslaved
by the ticking,
cemented on its surface,
beneath the tricky
of a beautiful opaque
glass.

But when clock finally stops,
silence becomes our fear,
stillness our death
and we long
for the ticking
of our home.  

My name is Anthony Keers and I live in the city of Manchester, England. Although writing has been a hobby since an early age, I haven’t been able to partake in creating writing for a while due to exams and high education. However, I do like to manage my short story and poetry blog called ‘Urban Life’, which can be found here: anthonykeers.wordpress.com.
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