Once upon a time we jingled the coins in a pocket, a loss of magnitude that cannot simply be realised, half crowns and shillings, sixpence and pence. So rich we felt with half a crown and even a sixpence to buy sweets at the shop on the corner of our busy, children in the road… Continue reading Empty plates
Month: August 2022
Do they even care?
Sewage on our beaches government beyond our reaches, history did not teach us and now they cling like leeches, —- feeding off the poor, slamming shut the door, hunger comes with a roar and they say they’re sticking to the law. — Crisis costs will rise, Will they hear the dying sighs? Will they finally… Continue reading Do they even care?
Poverty and Wealth 2022 style
Gaunt faces, Belsen like, shivering in Oxam coats and parcels of food in Red Cross Boxes, schools struggling to open, free dinners lost and hospitals stretched, homes wrecked and breaking, while the MPs and corporations sit counting their profits and refusing to see the results of rabid greed and sleep easy in their clean warm… Continue reading Poverty and Wealth 2022 style
The Tory Party’s .
small print! ======== Its in the small print that we are not allowed to see. Its written large in their minds that we will not be free. Its in their meetings, their words and thrills and the meaning is hid in their lying deceit. ——- Not one has been told but they guess that it… Continue reading The Tory Party’s .
Seaside Fun
Dancing sunlit waves, gleeful children, reddened cheeks, glowing with joy under a layer of factor 50, to fight off the furious sun searching out each little corner of skin uncovered; and so they dress them now with protecting suits or pop up tents that shield, and enable freedom on the beach; to dig and build,… Continue reading Seaside Fun
Britain August 2022
Like sheep to the slaughter we voted them in, like donkeys we slave away at their despotic will, like a cat amongst pigeons they pursue and push at our connections, destroying our community but, like automatons they tread on unfeeling. ———- Like a lion they prowl and devour their prey, chewing the last juicy money… Continue reading Britain August 2022
Grief
Death comes oh so slowly for some, whispering in each struggling breath, holding them in its grip but tightly not letting them go to their freedom, gasping for air, painful frowns as medication is measured and relief is sought, but death comes too slow. === Death is sudden. Like a fist to the gut. No… Continue reading Grief