So, when You’ve won the War on Woke; What then? Will you pause? Perhaps rejoice? No more to give your conscience voice? What is it, though, you hope to win When decency is all done in, When compassion falls in death, When kindness draws its final breath When every good is gone - bereft What [...]
You’re not sick. It’s a trick of the brambleTo steal the lightOr outright strangle all other plants. You’re healthy.Not a sickly flowerNo. Your roots are strong.You have that power.You’d go a long way, given the chance,I’d say. But all is not equal. The bramble bushes got here first;Poisoned the soil; slaked their thirst.The dice were [...]
Should we pity Hand in his insanity For cutting himself off from his humanity? Or do we merely feel contempt That Hand should think himself exempt From feeding Mouth or wiping Bum?
But what if, like me, you live on the top floor And the tower block lift doesn’t work anymore? And all you can find is a small plastic bucket? Six flights of stairs and then nowhere to chuck it?
We’d failed to see how deep it went: Dark magic’s creeping discontent.