This New New Year
Its cold amd damp outside
But brighter that yesterday
Maybe a sign of promise
This new New Years’s Day.
The shops are counting profits
The shoppers their new debts
Today is another Bank Holiday
That’s as good as it gets.
The rich are getting richer
Day by day by day
Thousands prepare to strike
For decent rates of pay.
Foodbanks nearly empty
They are having to wait
For the regular contributors
To be able to afford to donate.
The Brexiters dont want to talk
About the Promised Land ahead
Receding by the minute as
The world laughs at us instead.
There is still war in Europe
One country is near destroyed
But at least the arms purveyors
Are being kept fully employed.
Politicians preach on and on
Each from their Ivory Tower
Revelling in the privilege
They get from being in power.
The equinox is now passed so
Longer days will soon be here
The only thing that’s certain
At we start this new New Year.
Do we keep our heads in the sand
And pretend everything is OK,
Keep them there long enough and
Hope it all eventually goes away,
Or do we at last stand together
Consciously make the choice
To demand a better World with
The People’s strongly massed voice?
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