About

A moment in time is a moment in rhyme. The Scoundrel is a bard of sorts. A player of prose and a rapscallion of versification. His aim is not to deliver perfection in poetry, but rather to convey messages in motion. Comments on society and quips that capture a moment of thought. Some may be funny and some may offend, but never a lie is told with his pen.

Socially slipping slowly down, in a moment of your time, with these tender little quips of this modern time.

Comments on the social state of many a theme today, some will fill you with distain and others will make your day.

The Scoundrel has his thoughts to bear, thrusting with his pen.  He quotes his thinking in lines of text, who knows, what, where, or when.

Political prose to put forward a case which some will read with much distaste.

The Scoundrel’s words, they are not fate, but may sometimes create debate. It’s important to comment on the state, so the scallion never feels it too late, to speak his mind at any rate.

He pens his words as and when, to spark discussions about who, what or when and does it over and over again.

Economic thoughts designed in phrase, the poet writes what he says.

The markets move and no one knows, but the Scoundrel still likes to write his prose.

Adding up is not the goal and scientific analysis is not his role, the masked man is just a wandering soul.

So, some may be right some may be wrong, know matter how short, know matter how long.

Motivation the Scoundrel loves the most, flowing through him like a ghost.

They aren’t written with an aim to drive you on, but instead to relate to common thoughts that have at times, come and gone.

Never sure of what is coming, things play upon his mind, its’ that which drove him to the paper and pen that he did find.