BenLaceyOrganic Idiocy (Poem)Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Or sculpt my love of your features into clay? I couldn’t find a way, so today I went out hunting.Feb 21Feb 21
BenLaceyPigeon Post (poem)Ignorance is a prison, knowledge a pigeon Delivering wisdom, That’s why I spit bars like I’m delivering seminars, cos everything we read is…Feb 21Feb 21
BenLaceyBombed Anyway — A poem for PalestineWatching wall to wall news coverage that bricks out every glimpse of humanity, like clockwork, orange trees are torn up from the root. We…Jan 30Jan 30