INTUNE: The Best Therapy

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Launch Text To SpeechWhat if, in the basement Of your house you discovered A secret passage that took you Into and underground world Full of heavy muzik and drums, Chanting musical mantras Dancing, raging fires burn – Could this be Heaven or Hell? Either way it feels good to me. Sheila Masterman

Posted on 15/04/2015

INTUNE: View of Society from My Window

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Launch Text To SpeechDark grey hills stand tall and smoky Gangs walk passed, how society has changed, If only we had one more chance, Instead of keeping a low key Dark grey hills stand tall and smoky Why we let others make our minds up baffles me Forgetting these people are human too, how strange

Posted on 14/04/2015

INTUNE: The Street of Untold Misery

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Launch Text To SpeechA turn in the road and the street is in sight, A rusty old street sign sets the tone, Gangs of people loom in the grey haze The litter-strewn bushes are a green relief My senses are heightened Pace of walk slows as heartbeat quickens The gangs congregate in their usual places

Posted on 14/04/2015

INTUNE: Care

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Launch Text To SpeechI care about people, the environment, myself I am carefree when I’m having a drink with my friends I don’t care for asparagus, turnip or sweetcorn With care we can share things Care is loving and giving Without care we are nothing To really care you must Experience things both good and

Posted on 13/04/2015

INTUNE: Dystopia

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Launch Text To SpeechDistant hills with grey industrial buildings Ashen coloured trees blowing in the cold wind Everything is dark and damp In the foreground is a small grassy area Yellow and brown burnt by the sun’s hazy rays Crash and bang in the distance – The sounds of heavy metal machinery An empty crushed

Posted on 10/04/2015

INTUNE: A Sight Long Dead

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Launch Text To SpeechGreen, yellow, brown. and red with azure skies a sight long dead. Cold, grey metal like lead, now hits the eyes instead. Girls with a rope, boys with a ball, hand in hand two lovers out for a stroll. Simple, uncomplicated and long gone lost. Now guns in a tower, guards on

Posted on 10/04/2015