He did it for popularity, so that he could play and party, He wants your vote, not a safety note, and so thousands more will die.
Month: December 2021
Christmas, what’s the point?
The lonely are lonelier, the poor – even poorer, the weak are slowly weaker, the spoiled are so spoiled. And there is a place where you are either outside or in. And no- one asks you to enter. —– The sad are even sadder, the glad somewhat gladder, the fearful – more fearing. The workers… Continue reading Christmas, what’s the point?
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Mercilessly the virus pursues us and prunes life on earth, Masks are worn and relationships torn and born on the net. Massive queues by the hospital to see the overworked staff. Moment by moment worsening ’til Covid conversations are Mixed with Christmas Greetings and curtains closely drawn. —— Many people are working to avoid the… Continue reading M
Carbon kills.
With stick thin legs and bellies swollen, they remembered their playing in grass, hide and seek around trees and cattle beside the flowing watery tracks of the recent rain; that washed the earth and egged on the good, growing grain. ——- Rain still falls on someone else’s land, in a place where fridges are full… Continue reading Carbon kills.
Party time for some!
Its party time for clowns, jumping around he laughs, drinking long deep draughts, while they giggle o’er jokes and their gaffes. —- Outside the folk stay in, the rules for others thin, no invitations in the nation apart for the leading loon and his pally kin. —— jostling and singing along, playing games of ping… Continue reading Party time for some!
Broken Politics.
Casting a vote on the emptiness of politics, is like being tossed on the unpredictable seas of storms and whirlpools, sinking and drownings. ——- Those who are outside suffer hunger while sated men and women on huge battle ships belch fire on those struggling in the waters of injustice, malice and ——- violence from incited… Continue reading Broken Politics.