Let run wild
The rain falls hard outside.
Grey clouds fill the skies.
A cold feeling is here.
The lost feelings won’t disappear.
What of us now?
Life’s changed beyond doubt.
Life where once we lived free.
Now freedom’s not the same
for you or for me.
Now they’re happy to risk lives
to let Christmas survive.
They’ve conned, betrayed and lied.
They’ve broken a country’s pride.
They’ve stolen so much from our lives
There’s no refuge from this evil tide.
Covid has destroyed so many lives
Christmas will see Covid let run wild.
With more destruction to come
A new year where political madness will run.
A new year where people will see the England
we knew fall into a new age of insanity.
A new year where people will feel
the total destruction of our economy.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2020
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