About this poem:

The poem has been published in the who's who of poetry and the world wide book of poetry.
I wrote this in around 1982 while messing about with Microsoft word, I then entered it into a compatition which won me a place in the world wide book of poetry, it was then taken up from a blog on the net and published in the who's who of poetry.
I have had several others published too but so far have never got any royalties from any of my poems.
Yet I have also written my own poem book which I have to say I am the only one in the world that has a copy.
I have written five books so far none of which are yet published, yet I have had several publishing houses wanting to publish my own life story which is in two parts and another book I wrote about a house we lived in that was haunted, another is about my own son and another which traces my own family back in time to the very first man that walked the earth and this through the Nephilim and the Scythian people of Asia to Ireland.
My family ruled as kings of much of the earth and from that power we were taken from grace through the trecherous English invaders, that even today have never relinquished our lands, they do not have a right to these lands they still by law belong to my family yet trying to prove my own descendancy is very difficult because the documents have most probably been destroyed via the English so as to stop me in my tracks since I have taken the English and Irish Governments to the court of rights.
Since this time the English have destroyed what was remaining of all Catholic records.
My family were an Irish family that descended through the Kings of Ireland and it is indeed through these kings that all the kings and queens of England qriginate and directly from my family, this is hard to understand I know, all be that it is fact.