So instead of a speech - I’ve gone for a rhyme.

To explain the events of this humanitarian crime.

As Covid arrived - the children sent home

I had the protection for the mobile phone

For the tech that I held locked in my hand

Would be Churchills beaches - from each grain of sand.

 

So, I jumped on the web and my LinkedIn page

Sending out emails I started to engage

But as Damian Collins read all I provided

Our stance on child safety was distinctly divided

The more I step forward the less I was heard

It's free for us all and this is nothing but absurd.

And when Priti Patel delivered her speech

numbers went vertical – our children in reach

I was attacking on all fronts - a soldier in file.

Vodafone, BT - Tesco’s mobile

For they had no answer to a man with the truth

But still no desire - to stand guard for our youth.

 

So, it was back to those I’d invited before

From USAIN to RIO - they dashed out the door.

UNICEF GREENPEACE and BLAKE LIVELY too

You know that speech where she’s pleading with you

I was greeted with NO, I was greeted with silence

But this is our children so I stand with defiance.

 

So, what does it do? – I hear you say.

It blocks out the noise - keeps the addiction at bay

Wiping out viruses - protecting your pics

Erases remotely when your phone has been nicked

But the reason I’m here - pleading this rhyme

Is its parental control that we need at this time.

For our children are lost in a world of confusion

that’s hidden construction is one big illusion

 

But getting it off them - that’s an impossible task

as it’s gripped so firmly - within their grasp.

Well, I’ve thought of that too, its matter of clicks

You have to be 18 to watch Porn and its pics.

So that’s the point at which you now must engage

This ain't going to be easy - you’ll need to be brave

 

So, what happens then - when we turn off noise

The mental manipulation - connection - destroyed.

Well, you turn to each other - rise up - no device

And listen to my words - there’s no time for this twice

For we have the power…….to take this government to task

And at 11pence a day … it’s not too much to ask.

 

Blocking the noise - the perceived segregation.

Delivering news flow of transparent reputation

They may well laugh - say you won’t listen

But starving them of focus - will bring their submission.

Our numbers are great – of that I am certain

Standing united - rips back the red curtain.

 

So where can I sign - for this this global solution

end the suffering - from this digital pollution

 

Then let me direct you - my sisters and Bruv’

The links on my website - 3 double u’s justlove.

There’s detail info on the monthly subscription

a brief outline - the company’s mission

The profits we make - funnel back of course

And deliver the safety - they chose to ignore

 

For once is an oversight - I’d have to agree

But twice is a choice - That means fighting with me

For I am man – our childs gladiator

my message is TRUTH - no need for translator.

Our society is judged - by how it fends for the weak

I’m right here in plain sight – no game of hide and seek.

 

NOW THINGS have moved on since we last spoke

What was once a rebuttal, is now way past a joke.

Having looked at the issues and the people involved

We turn the game on its head –the problems all solved.

It’s movie for the children, once a month - 12 a year

Messages of hope, laying to rest lives of fear

$7dollars ‘99 will cover the cost

to repatriate the light the darkness had cost

 

What took God 7 days will take a Fortnite to repair

paid for by the 300 in this contextual affair.

For THEY have been covertly abusing our young

And under article 7 these culprits are hung

That’s Teamviewer, it’s Lego and now Epic Games

Superawesome and The Rock they all carry their blame

For broke is America as she gasps for her breath

Addicting our children on a slow walk to death

The narcissistic approach is emotional insanity

Defined in the law as a Crime against Humanity

But wait don’t turn for we still have a chance

There’re a few chords left before the last dance

 

Gifted gods’ oath in the name of ELIZA

142 standard marks to deliver a surpriza

A brand-new gateway to a fresh paradigm

One our children are safe in and here just in time

A digital platform for film, TV an much more

One of morals, clarity and ID at the door

So, we can erase the fear of C-SAM and the freedom to share

Holding high the code of conduct, thus all are aware

Where all are committed to more than a few

Created from nearly nothing, little most need to do

Sitting in comfort and watching pixels formulate

Returned a receipt when payment heads out the gate

On to the people’s bank, and one you can trust

Run in a manner that erases the chance to go bust

 

So, if we now add the 12 along with the bank

Multiply as standard x 9 is the rank

We get a number although not a million

Its 2-5-9 that I make to be billions

It’s right you should cheer, though we are not finished yet

He’s only partnered Mother Earth to erase global debt

For a simple transfer of deeds is all that it takes

to erase the deficit and put on the brakes

We give her ELIZA and she partners with GOD

Sticks up the world and we give her the nod

On a deal that sees her transfer the world

A new peoples union a flag is unfurled

So, if we care for the land, she won’t call in the loot

she’ll support all involved that plant this worlds fruit

 

Now it’s time to unite to make the dream a reality

Summon the moneymen to avert the real hidden tragedy

For complex ptsd is the sum of all parts

and a breakdown of the nervous system, a shattering of hearts

To lose trust in yourself and that of your world

Is a violent damnation and to hell you are hurled

But if we step forth with Eliza and deliver the truth

We can climb from the abyss and salvage our youth

For we have this last chance to make peace again

between the heart and mind intuition and brain

and bring forth our children in all their glory

delivering truth trust and transparency to begin a new love story

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