These times of such uncertainty
what’s changed
for our people here?
Isn’t this the way
it’s always been
for our people here?
These times of such uncertainty.
. the bear awakes.
Yes what will be said?
how will they explain to the children
about what they have done?
asked the bear.
i do not know, i replied sadly.
sbm.
We accuse
We accuse!
We the people accuse the political class of whatever party of misleading, misinforming and lying to the voters of this country. In their malfeasance they have acted to prevent the voters of this country from exercising their democratic rights as citizens to vote freely and fully informed as to how they should vote. In so doing the political classes have acted to undermine the democratic process in this country for their own self-promotion and personal ambitions!
We the people accuse the political class of whatever party of abuse of the voting system and bringing the democratic process in this country into disrepute. We demand that the referendum outcome be put to one side and that the dishonest and abusive practices of the political class be brought before the High Court or whatever relevant Court is laid out in the regulations of the Referendum and that a new referendum is put in place.
We accuse the political class of gross negligence in its duty to inform the voters and that a General Election should take place so that a vote of no confidence can be made.
Referendum Day
Referendum day
Its true people have short memories
Those people who conveniently forget
the generation of those who sacrificed
so much for their children’s rights
that well-worn verse of remembering
has been tossed to one side
but will be dragged out again
by the self-proclaimed patriot
of that there is little doubt
mouthed over and over again
by the liars and scoundrels
wrapping themselves in the flag
as if it’s a kind of comfort blanket.
But we need to be aware today
the hate hounds have been let loose
and we’ll need to protect our own.
RAC
REFERENDUM?
NOSE
CUT
SPITE
FACE
RAC
Days light
The fog had lifted
The day colours shone through
And I could see me again
Grey will clear
That day when the fog cleared
and I was able to see myself
and take a breath
Inspire
Poverty not austerity
Poverty not austerity
You were born in the Great War
You spoke of your first memory
Watching the funeral procession
Of an unknown Australian soldier
You spoke of your childhood
And the innocence of those days
Of hardship during the depression
Of disease and short lived babyhood
You reached school leaving age
And at fourteen left the valley
For service in a bankers house
It’s not hard to feel the outrage
A child alone in a Chelsea house
A child alone far from home
Earning money for the family
hard pressed times and no choice
And the irony of being bullied
By an old Welsh house keeper
Because you didn’t speak
the language. A small child.
That’s what you were
A child in hard times
Doing your best for your
Brothers and sisters.
RAC
A fence between us
Celfypridd 