A short piece I wrote to celebrate the 50th birthday of Nick Fisher a dear friend of mine, I've narrated it in a thick Yorkshire accent due to his Dewsbury routes.--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/steven-richardson6/

All Medieval religions outlawed usury as a sin, profit of any kind wasn't allowed it still stands as a judgement against you today the road to PERDITION is going to be litered with alot of the righteous as well as the devil's detritus . --- Send in a

This is a poem i wrote about the catastrophic creations cause through having too much cosmetic surgery leaving so many a patient in the perpetual state of a reconstructive purgatory the surgeons are called the picasso's of the plastique, well they certain

Old Colonials talk of empire its quite shocking how they used to think of human beings as nothing more than chattels not just the natives but also the white workers and soldiers such as my old father now 95 years of age he told me during his time in India

A poem about emperors and kings who believe themselves to be the devine demagoguery even as children they had whipping boys to take their punishment and guilt sacred scapegoats for them to stripe and slaughter ; If a devine deity did arrive on planet ea

Short poem I wrote about the neo omnipresent computer that seems almost all controlling and God like in its invisible power and presence.--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/steven-richardson6/message

Her swan song is what you hear just before your love boat runs aground and the scent of sulphur be the final pheromone you smell as you slowly begin to drowned .--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/steven-richardson6/me

Similar to an Eskimo fishing through a hole in the ice one could easily imagine a soul catcher waiting patiently at the edge of a black hole in order to capture our very essence , then freeze drying us in the absolute zero of infinity giving him our plasm

Blue bloods are quite simply mad , they treat normal reality as some sort of bland banality rules don't exist and the rest of mortality is merely to keep them in their constant state of joviality. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/steven

A poem I wrote about the suicidal tendencies of snails thay started out as jellyfish swimming free in wide open sea so I can now understand why bonded onto terrafirma they may suffer from depression or suicidal Tendencies throwing themselves to their deat