The Daily Writ

I’ve recently come off a Community Treatment Order (forced medication) for a diagnosis that is untrue, stemming from the slander of the University of Bath.  Twice in the last week people have contacted the hospital trying to get me put in again – if I had been on the CTO the reaction might have been different but this time, I nailed them, for Hate Crimes against me.

Backstabber backstabber

You do not know

When to stop

You think it is about

Time that I should be in

A hospital again, for the

Second time this year I say

That you are a cow, Marion Rance

And you shall be remembered so do not

Forget to link to this



Copyright B E Saunders 2016

We watch him pass and look down on his body

Heart attack from loneliness it looks like

We look down to see what we can learn from the body

He disappeared into the trees one day

Never to return

He just took a walk

And when they found him the moss

Was sprouting from his nose and fingers.

He must have contemplated no one

Since he had none.

What can we learn about death

That isn’t already known?


Copyright B E Saunders 2016

The passing of days in the new

World is the same as those in the

Old World and it does not seem that

It could be so cos of the weather

And the times that are available

To the European to be fertile with

Love for the black persons of the western African

State of Ghana where they all have a nursing

Degree and they all have time

To skype me for money.


Copyright B E Saunders 2016