Good morrow merry citizens
Here’s another Brexit gain
We may have our country back
But we can’t go live in Spain.
Record numbers now
Are all giving thanks
For the almost empty
Essential food banks.
The poor are getting poorer
The rich getting richer
In our Free New Britain
A sad disgraceful picture.
The papers are full daily
Of the unedifying sight
Of the squabbling royals
And their family fight.
The PM’s a Billionaire
Thanks to his wealthy wife
With little understanding of
The poverty of modern life.
The National Health Service
Is shrinking with each day
Just a rundown of our country
Sinking into moral decay.
As you dip your stale crust
Into your tepid weak tea
Just cast a thought to
How things used to be,
We British are at our best
With our backs to the wall
Tugging respectful forelocks as
Our betters openly nick it all.
But, be upstanding good people,
Celebrate the joyous thing
We can still find the millions
To crown our latest king.
Categories:
unedifying, anger, irony, political, poverty,
Form: Rhyme
Prime Minister’s Question Time
That Wednesday morning farce
That starts with the sycophants
Verbally kissing the Premier’s ****,
Followed by the Opposition Leader
Who begs and implores
Answers to his questions
Which the Prime Minister ignores,.
To indulge in propaganda
And very personal attack
When the Opposition Leader
Vey quickly bites back.
Those present in the House
All bay, yell and scream like fools
In way that would bring exclusion
From most decent primary schools.
Democracy in action
There for all to see
The Parliamentary equivalent
Of the The Goon Show on TV
Prime Minister’s Question Time
A misnomer indeed
Behaviour more fitting those
High on skunk, roofies or weed.
A most unedifying spectacle
But thats just how it looks
When any nation is led by
Hypocrites, spivs and crooks.
The honourable resignation
A thing of the long long past
As those in power cling on
Until the very very last.
And loyalty is rewarded,
When the opportunity affords,
By the lifetime sinecure of
A seat in the House of Lords.
We treat politicians with deference
In a manner that confounds
Forgetting they work for us
And not the other way around.
Categories:
unedifying, anger, betrayal, irony, political,
Form: Rhyme
Corrupt farm, disdainful politics
Corrupt farm, unedifying ethics
The Lion gorges the subservient animals but not grass page
Or even does he gobble other feeds in the forest sage
The pronghorns fight it hard to progress
And they feed with apprehension and distress.
When they do require of the Lion—
To give a good reason why he devours them like any minion,
He reminds them of being "The King of the Jungle"
So he continues his diabolical project as a noble.
The grass and fowls of the air remain spared
'Cause no, not sufficient antelopes to make them seared.
The foreign vipers intrude awry
With an acclamation of being their profound territory
But they have come with the interest of politics
Dirty politics!
So they play it well, even more than the crown himself.
These adders bite the innocent beasts of their treasures to will of self.
With the injection of putridity and selfishness
Their anchor of theft and greediness.
Corruption drinks poverty!
All because of a bad conductor of no hearty.
Categories:
unedifying, allegory, corruption, leadership, poems,
Form: Couplet
Pleasantly radiant, tranquil weather
blue skies & gently benevolent wind
a shimmering gift from Mother Nature
(a smoldering summer lurking in the distance)
Compulsively tracking an unquantifiable self:
steps, exercise minutes, calories, symptoms, etc.
stoical statistics dutifully logged into tired devices
(a futile endeavor to control life)
Cacophonous news oozing from the Malverse
menacing memes ricochet around the planet
updates of a horrid war threatening to devour the world
(a looming nuclear apocalypse)
Occupying space in old unedifying edifices gathering dark energy
running out the accelerating clock as civilization nears its breaking point
desperately seeking diversion while doling out doggerel
(a quest to imbue a desolate existence with meaning)
How long before it all falls apart?
Categories:
unedifying, anxiety, dark, society, war,
Form: Free verse
In company,
Amidst friends cum acquaintances,
Conversations of barrenness,
Chattering lips uttering programmed responses,
Smiling faces concealing bitter hearts,
Prejudiced minds feigning solidarity,
Rancour concealed in laughter,
Grudges obscured by affability,
Sprained facial muscles,
From prolonged smiles of pretence,
Ensconced in mistrust,
I dialogue with dexterity.
In solitude,
Day dreams of grandeur,
Perfectly orated monologues,
Command performances in a one man theatrical,
Unedifying thoughts,
Instigating self gratification,
Memories of unconditional love,
Haunting visions of love’s lifeless form,
Tears shed in silence,
Muffled sighs of sorrow,
Heart mourns with every beat,
Soul grieves till ethereal reunion.
In slumber,
Dead to the world,
Spirit takes flight,
To dimensions of alternate realities,
On a voyage of discovery,
Passage to supernatural realms,
Moments of inexplicable clairvoyance,
Revelations of the future,
Nightmares from the past,
Intermittent bouts of cauchemar,
Evaded melange with a succubus,
Preserved by divine intervention.
Categories:
unedifying, sleep, voyage, prejudice,
Form: Prose Poetry