The Fourteenth book, and all goes for charity… You are for true a most kind, giving and generous human being💓 You know that I would buy ALL of them if I could, hopefully when I come to visit UK.

What I read here is something to do with the humans separation, no harmony as one unity. though each one of us might be developing, but there is no union between us. It’s sad… the world and earth won’t evolve when there’s separation.

“Milk teeth”… Few will understand it. But that is clever as hell!
What a wonderfully refreshing read you’ve crafted. Well writ.

Haha I love the teeth poem.;))

I’ve read this like 3 times! lol.
I too enjoyed the milk teeth. But I can’t get the visual of blind Siamese twins bumping into each
other out of my head. Haha. Great write

How important are those gaps? Very I say when it comes to overcrowding. Nothing like a bit of space to rectify a problem. This poem is so bloomin clever. Must have been inspired by young Astrid. Blind Siamese twins really made me laugh. Such fun here Neville. Love your ‘tooth’ poem.

Chris

Superb work, my friend.

Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

“Observation is an art form that must be mastered.” I love the contempt you pour on the system, from the “Marshmallow figures” bowing to a “corporate bastard,” to the reality of censored voices. The final, detached image of “Strumming an old guitar while watching humans play” is the perfect, chilling exit from the chaos. Brilliant and perceptive.

I read this in a minor key….
Great work.

Art is an art. It takes a good eye and connection to emotions. But some treat it as a product. Like Lionel Richie said ‘there are creative artists and created artists’.

Great ink friend

Preach it, in rhymes! Well delivered in a poetic voice that stays to the front of our brains. awesome words Damian.

I hear you on this one, Damian. Nice work.

Brilliant imagery. Excellent.

The games people play are often cruel and thoughtless, and more often they don’t even give their own opinion. Like marionettes, they do and repeat what others tell them. We all should begin to be more authentic and have meaningful and responsible conversations for the sake of all persons involved.
A brilliant socially critical poem, dear Damian!

Well thought out and well executed. Marvelous write Damian.

I think most poets, indeed most writers in general are people watchers at heart .. You just nailed us with this one sir .,. Write on brother .. Neville 😎👍

Please tell me this one might have a place on the album. This is what’s called a hole in one! Makes me think about how much chaos is visible of what “they’re” doing. It’s like the iceberg. What aren’t we meant to see? That’s the shit that keeps me up nights. Eyes on honesty, as always, my friend

“Plastic people are always asking for motivation” I like the message on this, as if some folks seek validation from others to feed ego. I’ve always thought the initial motivation should be intrinsic so as to have a solid foundation in our true worth. Maybe social media has watered down much of that.
Amazing work.