Friday, 15 March 2024

Remembering The Few

Moving along in daily lives, head of this, head of that
Narcissistic experience, wipe feet on the mat 
they look above what they never want to see
looking forward forgetting history

During Covid while working; ‘hum’ at home
clapping the neighbours near the garden gnome
nurses and doctors, fireman, ‘my the kids have grown’
Policeman, and other key workers alone

there are quite a few that not mentioned before
the silent workers that hold the door
the people that get no victory
the poorest paid in history 

Dustmen were ignored by the claps
caretakers unblocked toilets
cleaners that cleaned the mats
bus drivers that caught the disease
where were the claps for these?

Those not mentioned here are the forgotten 
man and woman holding peace for what is rotten
uniformed and smart gun in hands 
The soldiers quietly protecting lands

The biggest political shame of all
Businesses were handed money to see them through
while they were closed and paid a few
excluding millions for a Tory trick
laundering money that done the trick

There is nothing much now; that we can do
 except have a thought for the forgotten few
The loveliest thing, a personable note
remembering all in something you wrote

Clap your hands before you rest tonight 
 remember the people that did alright
think of them and what they knew
then begins  a new tomorrow
to notice the few. 




Clubcards

I’m in the club awfully rich, unlike you, who are a bitch
Tesco, More, Nectar plus four, prices cut at a score
a secret little place consumer war
is it fair to create cuts of this kind 
when people struggle to keep unblind
A secret club to make you special
rob the blind with inflatory schedules
I urge the markets to play it fair
Cut down profits and open bare. 
give cuts to all who shop
make these special clubs all stop. 

What a commotion

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