Monday, 29 June 2020

time for things to grow

Between lamming time and  harvest

is the time for things to grow

slugs and snails pig out on things

planted in a row


the grass is reaching for the sky

and more growing left to do

the mower is in for repair

next to last in queue


the goats are out and munching

getting fatter by the hour

collect every parasite

from liver fluke to scour


the bank manager calls on the phone

the overdraft must be paid

so just like the summer sunshine

self-sufficiency dreams soon fade

2042

I fell into a deep sleep

a thing I seldom do

and was rudely awoken

in twenty one forty two


I as woken by a robot

my companion I was told

He was a grade four robot

I could call Archibald


I've nothing against robots

But I'd like to hit the street

and find other humans

where they congregate and meet


all the other humans

stay in their living space

in this productive land

and controlled bio-space


there is no place to visit

no place you can meet

all you could ever need

is delivered to your seat


just press a button on your console

your food is given free

and any other needs you have

will be a pleasure to grant for me


with vision in 3D

and realistic sound

all senses can be stimulated

in a sensual wrap around


you don't need to travel

all destinations you can get

you can swim in the ocean

without getting wet


your friends Avatars will meet you

you can take a virtual walk

be surrounded with all the people

that you would like to talk


you can do fine dinning

have anything to eat

live life as you use to do

without leaving your seat


for your bodily functions

there is a pod behind that door

you can naturally use the toilet

as you often did before


all the biological material

has a use of course

in a gigantic bio digester

it is our power source


your waste heat is captured

you waste more than you keep

all the waste heat and carbon

is collected while you sleep


all around the modern world

are humans in a room

generating all our needed power

from the crap that they consume










Sunday, 28 June 2020

when did it happen


when did it happen
how could I miss the shift
from compassion to unconcerned
because of government thrift 

when did sleeping on the streets
be normal for our youth
when did government policy
be the obfuscation of truth

when did Farage become legitimate
his view so common place
how did Trump get elected
with his scandal and disgrace

when did health become a luxury
something to be rationed
when did a caring just society
considered old fashioned

what happened to the family
a bastion of the poor
that gave their lives for liberty
squandered in world war

crackdown



The Minister of the department
finished his caviar
was transported to the leafy suburbs
by the ministerial car

the dispatch box on the back seat
with a few things to sign
like a crackdown on benefit fraud
and welfare to decline

the stable is built and ready
a covered menage in case of rain
for the daughters latest pony
that she can't ride or train

...............................................
in the Bed and Breakfast room
that she must vacate
sits a worried pregnant girl
who will be homeless on this date

she goes to the town center
to the department store
to soak up the glorious heat
of the entrance door

she walks the aisle of plenty
the aisle of latest fashion
the store detective watches her
with a dedication and passion

they don't want her sort here
they will have to move her on
although the food will rot on site
when the customers are gone

she has no work and now no address
and therefore she can not claim
the benefits and the assistance
because she is to blame

no one is there to help her
the rules are very clear
the little that was available
will be cut again next year

she does not appear in the figures
nether claimant or at school
she has no stake in the country
that can justify being cruel

each doorway she is moved on
no one wants her near
it reflects bad on the neighborhood
at this time of year

with a rusty can she cuts deep
and in agony she died
at last she has become a statistic
of Christmas suicide

can you show me

what can you show me

can you show me joy

can you show the beaming smile

like a child with a new toy

can you show me wisdom

the learning of the years

or will you lock away the books

say curiosity breeds just fear

can you show me life success

is more than random luck

that integrity is worth striving for

not the American grubby buck

he will sort it out



They said that he was clever

and he would sort it out

coming from a business school

and he's so devout

thinks that God has sent him

and a mission he will lead

so he'll squeeze the bankers

until the rocks will bleed

likes to keep a floosie

shows he's full of charm

and does all his best deals

by twisting of your arm

there might be a depression

but we've been there before

the only way to make it great

is start another war

another war

the price



With a pocket full of dollars
and a masons shake of hand
the orphanage of children
will bend to his demand

the will shall be broken
of those creatures so inept
that suffer in silence
the secret must be kept

so lacking moral fibre
such lack of fortitude
performing acts for pleasure
what the bible say is rude

honour thy lord and master
the good book tells you so
young minds flinch in torture
yet no scars to show

Saturday, 27 June 2020

crufts



Watching Crufts on TV
such joy in early spring
and the winner of some odd class
is a hair ball on a string

it may have some hidden feet
beneath that hairy glow
but the judges love that odd breed
and the way the hair will flow

it may be the supreme champion
it's what the commentator said
and it will wear a large rosette
if they can find the head

a crofters prayer



may it stop raining
and there be no drought
let all the seed I planted
germinate and sprout
and may there not be any
slugs and snails about

may feet not get foot rot
overgrown or scold
may all the bucks and cockerels
do as they're bloody told
and may I make a profit
before I'm sick and old

may the fences stay intact
and no breaks appear
may all the lambs stay inside
at least one day a year
and may all the flying pigs
have perfect landing gear

Monday, 22 June 2020

I am a citizen I have rights


I am a citizen I have rights
I have money in my hand
I have a home to sleep at night
that is spacious but never grand

I pay my taxes if I'm forced
and spend without a care 
for I have a credit card
and a few pounds to spare


the hospital will tend to my needs
if my good health fails
and I can call on legal aid
to avoid a night in jail


but the soldier that fought for me
to keep my land so free
spends the night in a cardboard box
in alcoholic misery


jail awaits his vagrancy
no lawyers there to plea
for all the damage we did to him
is little concern for me


for I am free I have the vote
the politicians call
they will pander to my needs
and give the veteran bugger all


rescue dog shelter



You can't have a rescue dog
we think you are too old
you may have a visiting grand child
that wont do as they are told
you may even go outside
or spend hours on the phone
leaving the poor pooch abandoned
distressed and all alone
you may have traveled sixty miles
to view our unwanted mutts
it just prove that you're unsuitable
because you're fecking nuts

what dogs are for



When man invented birthdays

in the days of yore

the thought of a perfect gift

that's what dogs are for

when you're feeling down

they hand you a paw

they don't care if you're rich

middling or poor

they will sleep on your bed

or wait outside your door

you always remember your first dog

the first you did adore

Saturday, 20 June 2020

last year


Last year I caught a leprechaun

in the glow of day

for his release and safety

a trick he must play

I asked him for some humour

a little but of craic

a finger to establishment

for the empathy they lack




a saw him again this morning

with that twinkle in his eye

he asked how I was doing

now my wish he did comply

He asked how liked the craic

now the economy is in a slump

Brexit, Scottish independence

Geert Wilders le Pen and Trump




although I like some humour

the craic was not for me

I would like things a bit lighter

now that he had been set free

but he smiled and said he'd stay awhile

now he's got the hang

there loads of fecking eejits

he's desperate to harangue




this year will be bumpy ride

so best hunker down

now the leadership of the freeworld

is in the hands of a clown

and popularism is the in phrase

for hating what you don't know

so if you catch another leprechaun

for fecks sake let it go

Friday, 19 June 2020

easing

Covid-19 is clearly easing
the numbers can't be denied
hearts and prayers to families
that love ones have died
but it was the lack of football
that the nation cried

what was it for



What was it all for?

The carnage and the suffering

when empires go to war

when peace became rebuilding

homes for heroes chant

building homes for our new homeless

the government says we cant

health must be rationed

to pay a bankers bill

and the old fear costly dementia

classified as not being ill

water belongs to China

power belongs to France

America pulls the purse strings

to make politicians dance

children resent their parents

now considered as a drain

not builders of fair society

so unfashionable again

the young need to be respected

taxpayers for old needs

that squandered their inheritance

with charitable deeds

a society cracked and selfish

almost rotten to the core

the way to unite and prosper

is to start another war

what was it all for?

they will pray



they will pray
for all those without a home
on filthy street all alone
those that starve and in want of food
those abused and devalued
the climate in flux and change
falling wealth on the stock exchange
ending war and all that brings
the saving grace of queens and king
some great god will fix it all
because man has the where with all
to cure the earths ills this very day
there is no need for man to pray

I go



I go, and again I go

to places that we use to go

to see the sights we use to know

so much pain does it show?




I smell the trees I smell the air

dream and wish that you were there

this void inside will not repair

it was a heart I longed to share




I hear footsteps but they're not yours

moving fast then slow and pause

eyes look upon a loves lost cause

seeing heartache and emotional flaws




life is bland life is feeling bored

life is the same home and abroad

love is dangerous when explored

the level of pain can't be ignored

the road to nowhere


Beside the road to nowhere

that employment gave

are dumped the starved corpses

in a mass unmarked grave




be thankful for assistance

and Trevelyan praise

for the profits from Irish corn

that potatoes couldn't raise




the rich on corn were fattened

the starving had no fight

to feed corn to fellow Irish

that humanity thought was right

tick tock


Tick 

time moves so slowly 

each second seems an hour 

the pistol butt is firmly gripped 

with adrenaline power 



Tick 

hoarse and parched dry throat 

upper lips of brine 

rehearsal for this attack 

practiced and refined 


Tick 

whistle raised to the lips 

back begins to arch 

pistol held high whistle blow 

forward forward march 

Tock 

machine guns sweep the open ground 

the watch falls in the mire 

the twenty one year old subaltern 

in bitter screams expires 

no room in the inn

there is no room in the inn
to hoarse gasping famine breath
gas filled lungs ribs on show
companion of martyrs death
there is not room in the inn

no sword no shield
no protecting arm
no universal concern
no shrieks of alarm
no religious campaign
to protect from harm
there is no room in the inn

what hunger takes
will march no more
each fleeing step
a closing door
fascist proclaim
a holy shore
there is no room in the inn
now or ever more

victims of starvation



those victims of starvation
will come to London Town
showing off their skin and bones
in the latest fashion gown

their faces look so strained and gaunt
their bodies exceptionally sleek
there is no fat to form a bust
at London fashion week


They promised me eternal love


They promised me eternal love
when knocking on my door
they promised me eternal wealth
for my life as poor

they said money was evil
it's thought was such a sin
then rattled a collection box
to put my money in

they said that sex was evil
that I should refrain
for sex outside marriage
in hell I would remain

how sex is conducted
god is so concerned
for acts of homosexuality
you'll be expelled and burned

but inside that one religion
the only one that's true
God will give you great rewards
for the vindictive acts you do

so you loving sinner
convert it's not too late
and we will take your money
and teach you how to hate

Tuesday, 16 June 2020

said the politician


use your savings
said the politician man
after ten years of austerity
that Tory recovery plan
savings are now debt
above your eyes much higher than

we are supporting working families
said the government sound bite
by offering loans to the employers
done with the bankers foresight
lining up the hoops to jump through
to get what is your right

so spend to save the economy
don't be so discreet
said the helpful politician
trying to keep his seat
they queue up with the gloves and mask
clogging the high street
looking for an affordable bargain
or a credit company treat




Monday, 15 June 2020

getting out of lockdown

getting out of lockdown what will we do?
you could do risk zoning
even in red white and blue
to stop the patriots moaning

we could do test and trace
it would cost a bob or two
there is a good private sector case
but the results are very few

we will just do shopping
with social distancing hype
and when your relatives start dropping
you can watch them die on skype

Sunday, 14 June 2020

fashion week 2020

it's London fashion week and as we speak
the models are made up and thinner
the customer knows that tight fitting clothes
will be tighter, after eating their dinner


six weeks or more, may have been a chore
slobbing a round bored rotten
just seen on the phone in the comfort of home
in joggers and tee shirts of cotton


no need to be neat or damage the feet
with stilettos and stepladder heels
you don't go in the street so no need for deceit
slipper have such comfort appeal


the cat walk is walked and the in know have talked
the future is coming up rosy
after the champagne has corked the shoppers have balked
going for comfort and cosy

slavery



over thirty one thousand slave ships

with their heinous cargo they plied

with numbers of slaves left in America

there must have been millions that died

the treatment of them was biblical

compassion was never applied





brutal killing was unconscionably common

and still goes on to this day

the stain on the conscience of Europe

never quite went away

and the arrogance of one race over others

still denies justice a say

emerald green



He had the kindest loving heart

but his skin was emerald green

not matter what he did for folks

his heart could not be seen

he worked hard day and night

for wages quite obscene

he was arrested and just disappeared

as if he'd never been

star on the flag



In the grim darkest future

when Boris lost his sparkle

and no one believed in Government

since the Covid 19 debacle





American a failing nation

loosing out on all trade

will embrace banana republic

to take all the crap that they made





Britain in post BREXIT recession

importing all crap where it can

wants to trade with all nations

but never quite thought of a plan





Boris that once was American

and loves it like Winston did

threw in his lot for Pandora's box

and carelessly discarded the lid





our food is laced and distorted

cheaper than growing your own

we only trade with one nation

regulations are cut to the bone





what is in it for us as a nation

when Boris is Trumpies fag

our pound will be linked to the dollar

and be brand new star on their flag

Friday, 12 June 2020

country roads

got yourself a new car
and want to feel the power
going down the country road
hundred miles an hour

think it is safe enough
for you to speed and roam
unlike the eejit townie folks
the country folks stayed home

they don't want to spread a virus
that left older folks dead
and don't believe in Cummings
or what Boris said

being more than alert
when the virus isn't gone
when people stop catching and dying
is when you know you've won

coming round the corner
that you can not comprehend
is a tractor and a baler
to bring your journey to an end

loaded poetry



All those stupid things you did

hang around for years

but in friendly countries

young men disappear




from writing loaded poetry

at university

complaining about the oligarchs

lack of dignity




those friends of the CIA

in shadows and in fear

stalk the university campus

for those that interfere




poets are such a danger

to a civilising state

words written from the heart

so often agitate

Wednesday, 10 June 2020

there was a time

there was a time not long a go
when politicians thought
they had ideas and crazy scheme
that at the ballot box you bought

but now they don't have a clue
say the first thing in their head
things that can not be done
that leave many people dead

lets just let it happen
I said it so its the rule
we will have no extra classes
but send the kids to school

we will do social distancing
just do as I say
until it becomes inconvenient
and we'll pick another day

maybe we should move on
forget the cock ups of the past
move on move on forget it
the new mantra they broadcast

They promised



They promised me eternal love
when knocking on my door
they promised me eternal wealth
for my life as poor

they said money was evil
it's thought was such a sin
then rattled a collection box
to put my money in

they said that sex was evil
that I should refrain
for sex outside marriage
in hell I would remain

how sex is conducted
god is so concerned
for acts of homosexuality
you'll be expelled and burned

but inside that one religion
the only one that's true
God will give you great rewards
for the vindictive acts you do

so you loving sinner
convert it's not too late
and we will take your money
and teach you how to hate

Jesus


gentile Jesus
meek and mild
blond. white
and blue eyed child

healthy option?

worried about global warming
so I'll give myself a treat
and go out for a burger
that hasn't any meat
I drove my gas guzzling car
so carbon I must ensnare
but the Amazon basin is in flames
releasing carbon in the air
the land is cleared for soy bean
with bribery and the gun
to give me a healthy option
to stuff inside my bun

summer


flip flap of summer
when insects take the air
bring disease and pestilence
to incubate and share

looking for the fly swat
the fly paper roll
the spay can of insecticide
with no chemical arms control

those lazy days of summer
that intolerable heat
the sweat rash in the nether parts
from a PVC coated seat

so soon you miss the winter
with the fingers cold as ice
the darkness and depression
of that sterile paradise

Tuesday, 9 June 2020

I just love



I just love chlorinated chicken
it is my Sunday treat
And I just love those growth hormones
laced within my meat
I love all those antibiotics fed to pigs
concentrated in my food
and all those fattening chemicals
they pacify my mood
I love all the genetic modification
that Monsanto must pursue
I will accept all in a biased trade deal
now we are is first in queue

Burns night



Neep and tattie cannie hide the taste
oh the chieftain o the puddin race
for you are naught but grit and stour
you boil in the bag fee half a hour
thee poets will be oot to spoot tonight
with the bagpipes they'll hae a aughfie fight
and hae to feast upon your inner delight
aye, and well it serves the buggers right

old school



the nutters are running the country
the tossers from your school
they said with all this education
one day you all will rule

the bully in the playground
is top bully now
the scheming little nare do well
says what he will allow

the thieves that pinched your conkers
are running the economy
the title-tattle liars now control the press
and deliver the apology

Sunday, 7 June 2020

Stonehenge roof



The chief Druid in the council
had the strangest feeling
that all the gods would really like
a repainting of Stonehenge ceiling 

so he called for competitive quotes
from all artist in the Weald
they must submit an artist sketch
to see what most appealed 

Michael and Jolo's sketch
the druids most approved
but would only be at that price
if the ceiling was removed 

they duly removed the ceiling
though it weighed a ton in weight
ready for when the rain stopped
or the wind abate 

they waited and they waited
through middle age and youth
and after years of constant rain
there is still no bloody roof

Windrush boys


how to cheer the Windrush boys
that left paradise for the gloom
took up the spade and shovel
the dustpan and the broom

that cleaned the filth of London town
treated like the foulest smell
and yet in the poverty of down trodden
in quiet dignity did dwell

threatened with deportation
no help when sickness fell
evicted and unemployed
for a policy straight from hell

Now that black lives matter
there is marching in the square
with the face mask and rubber gloves
protesters say they care

but the Windrush boys are silent
they don't know what to say
in a country so unwelcoming
they no longer want to stay

modern lady of shallot



the modern lady of Shallot
cursed by technology
can only view the real world
watching her TV 
watch all the stupid programs
thinking its reality

sees the world through a camera lens
or on her mobile phone
and everywhere she wants to view
she is never left alone
with thousand of lady Shallots
sending picture home

the world watches



The world watches America
we all wait to see
if the hatred bred by the racist
gels with misogyny

we watch the violence on the street
the guns used in schools
the blaming of the media
and the misdirection of the fools

the cosying up to dictators
that America should condemn
the arms deals the corruption
the hateful rallies and mayhem

the world watches in disbelief
the old can still remember
and so the world watches
for some sanity in November

chutney



it's time to make some chutney
from apples that I found
not the ones so nicely picked
but the windfalls from the ground

so I washed the apples
and diced so carefully
placed then in the pot
sprinkling sugar liberally

as the heat began to rise
stirring with out stop
then all the dying maggots
started floating to the top

Tis time to eat my chutney
I could eat it without stop
not the muck I threw away
but fresh stuff from the shop

Saturday, 6 June 2020

electricity



put the men down the hole
to dig and dig and dig for coal
send up top in a constant stream
to burn and burn to make some steam
the steam will move the turbine blade
is how American electricity is made

in the rest of the world all coal free
put the turbines in the sea
with some engineering applied
we get electricity from the tide
Scots who against Trump sinned
get their electricity from the wind

like two world wars Trump will proclaim
We'll make America late again

snow



there is rubbish there is filth
things you wouldn't put on show
now they are smooth white mounds
at peace beneath the snow

those dark and gloomy recesses
that avoided your disruption
now covered in pure perfection
like government corruption

the greatest President



I am the greatest president
the world has ever seen
I don't believe in climate change
But I'm green so green
And I love to pay off prostitutes
with whom I've never been

there are riots in the streets
and even in Times square
empty pepper spray on the floor
and tear gas in the air
I'm safe behind new railing
to receive your morning prayer

cancel



you say you want to cancel
the renewal that we sold
it may take a little time
so we'll put you back on hold

your call is important to us
we apologies for the delay
life would be much easier
if your new premium you will pay

I hope you like the music
we got thousand tracks or more
we will keep you stuck on line
till your policy you'll restore


Wednesday, 3 June 2020

snoring



see her breathing
the chest rising falling
that gentle breeze
the start of snoring
from little whimper
to mighty roar
till you can't stand it
any more
she must know
tomorrow is a busy day
you need that job
she needs that pay
a job is a job
it's yours to keep
you must have
some bloody sleep

you try to roll
you dig and poke
she keeps on snoring
no break in stroke
you touch the eyes lids
that should do
but it didn't work
it was suppose to

you scream and shout
you try to shake
but she's fast asleep
and will not wake
you place the pillow
over your ears
but it's louder now
you're close to tears

the noise sinks to
the mattress within
it vibrates the springs
you feel through the skin
you perform that act
of such disgrace
you place the pillow
over the face
there is a struggle
but you held on tight
at last you'll get
some sleep tonight

the defence barrister
was dull and boring
you even suspect
the judge was snoring
the jury went out
in time for lunch
to have a nap
that sleepy bunch
and from the walls
and from the flooring
you hear the jury
loudly snoring

a guilty verdict
you expected so
and off to prison
you sadly go
locked in a cell
with villains four
that snored louder
than you'd heard before

so if you wish to avoid that fate
take some sleeping tablets mate

western democracy



welcome to Western Democracy
sponsored by McDonalds and KFC
where Facebook is your reality

YouTube is where you get your news
sophisticated elector a subtle ruse
watching puppies and cats you can't refuse

representative politicians do as we say
they represent the public as it is today
one white one black one female one gay

.

dodging



running running to and fro

weaving dodging as you go

a little fast a little slow

shadows dancing at your feet below




mustn't stumble mustn't slip

never fall and never trip

dodging shells from anchored ship

no place for children the Gaza Strip

computer dating




I tried a computing dating site
that has some one for me
just type in my details
for romantic ecstasy

I was not sure what I wanted
but the computer had a plan
I rather fancy Paltrow, Meg Ryan
or Kidman

I think I like a longish nose
good ears and memory
the computer selected and Elephant
as the best soul mate for me

Monday, 1 June 2020

justice?


The darkness and the dread
the nightly grinding teeth
lies and accusation led
to what sins hath bequeath

oh innocent soul in torture rack
with only justice in your heart
strive to get some semblance back
an make a clean fresh start

but where is the justice now
where is the life of old
must you submit and kowtow
and as you're bloody told

the children passed to parenthood
worship on a devious path
gave up the high ground you once stood
wallowing in another's wrath

the future holds no brighter day
the present full of remorse
the past is past can not replay
and sadly veered off course

no money lost can be repaid
no health to be renewed
no lies can be unsaid or abrade
thus is justice so devalued



customer service


we are committed to good service
committed to improve
committed to our customer base
in case they switch and move

we listen to you just concerns
are service is customer committed
we listen to your tales of woe
you downtrodden and pitied

we sigh and nod so vigorously
and thank you for your call
you think we will do something
but we'll do bugger all

Bringing down the mighty


what brings down the mighty
what brings such decay
what deflects internal strife
caused by what papers say

to bring down the land of the free
so powerful in military force
do not attack or invade
just let bigotry run it's course

destroy religious harmony
build barriers for them and us
clamp down on racial equality
with no avenue to discus

soon there will be civil strife
repression overdone
there will be no land of safety
when every nutter has a gun

Husbands and Batchelors



Husbands and bachelor’s
Are the only two?
That can’t understand
The things that women do?

Lord and lady Fanshaw


Lord and lady Fanshaw
Have aristocratic ideals
Think marriage is for life
Cohesion has sound appeals
Married now for many years
Their love is never staid
She loves the butler
And he loves their maid

The economics student

The economics student
Was sent to visit me
Money saving so intent
He brought such misery
.
His sole life ambition
Was staying in the black
Viewing my position
And the caution that I lack
.
Life is far to short said I
For money strategy
Money always says goodbye
In one way of three
.
The quickest is on racing
When heart is running fast
With bankruptcy facing
This pastime seldom lasts
.
Young women and their Pursuit
Are most pleasant if alarming
Bankruptcy the most certain route
Is to indulge in farming

tempting treat

For the humble consumer
They passed some safety acts
Giving shopping a bit of humour
Supplying many facts
.
On the new box you’ll find
Information and product note
No picture of what is confined
To advertise or promote
.
Just nutrition information
In tables easy to read
Smothering temptation
Of the your chocolate bar greed
.
Traffic light colours to show
The health at a quick glance
Green is good this you know
Red should not stand a chance
.
Vitamin content on display
Minerals contained can see
Other facts dull and grey
All allegedly taste free
.
Riboflavin, niacin, and oils
Salt carbohydrate and fat
Your appetite is bound to spoil
Having to eat all that
.
Home at last with your charge
To indulge your consumptive sin
You find the labelled box so large
But bugger all within