then where do i find care from?
in these, strangest of times
perhaps,
it all needs to roll down the hill
perhaps, sadly,
for people, the consequences need to be real
Tag: poems
Finger Pointing – Written Thursday 1st December 2016 (Aged 41)
another day, another article
asking, who is to blame
right wing populism
is the current refrain
Campaigning for Something Fairer (Originally Untitled) – Written November 2016 (Aged 41)
i am interested in social justice
but now the right wing grip
decides that,
despite being full of people
who have benefited
from progressive social justice
Bankrupt (Originally Untitled) – Written November 2016 (Aged 41)
aspiration easily docks as compassion sails away
you can rage at the political class
but down in the theatres
the corporations star in a wealthy farce
You Cannot Dry it In the Rain – Written November 2016 (Aged 41)
no one has listened
to a truth in his tears
he is found by the liars
who easily mobilise his lonely years
Go Easy (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 9th April 2013 (Aged 38)
go easy
play a game
go easy
so they will see whoever once again
How Do You Describe Loss (Originally Untitled) – Written April 2013 (Aged 38)
how can you describe loss
when it is loss
i found myself at a checkout
unable to cover the cost
Devon Bound (Originally Untitled) – Written April 2013
we shall be devon bound
before,
this grey occasionally sunny
london overspill
had has its fill
Rotten at The Core – Written March 2013 (Aged 38)
it was an audience –
of the dissatisfied
the not sure,
the people without a voice
the young, some of whom giggled
the old, who felt we still had a chance
Maybe You Could Hunt Foxes? – Written Monday 18th March 2013 (Aged 38)
i will fill in boxes
maybe,
you could hunt foxes
find a pack of dogs
and then a horse
one who is willing –
to obey your commands
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