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The Scales of Injustice

The Life Train

Apparently, now I’m elderlyI just never saw it comingso engrossed in daily lifethe train of life was chuggingIt started off quite smoothlythe tracks were sleek and fastlife was on the bullet trainbut now those days have passedI’m now more up for steam trains a nostalgic slower pacecomfort, ease and leisure timeIโ€™ve reached my happy placeIt’sโ€ฆ

Stay longer

The sunflowers are looking tiredthey can barely lift their headsIt’s time for them to sleep for the winter months aheadThey’ve brought us so much pleasure they’ve brightened up our dayif I could change just one thingI would wish that they would stayThere’s not much lately to smile aboutthe world’s such a sorry statethey bring usโ€ฆ

Spider-Bonking Season

Itโ€™s time to keep an eye out,for unwanted guests appearingitโ€™s spider-bonking seasonnow chilly nights are nearingThey creep in uninvitedthen sprint across the floorsit up in the bathtubI canโ€™t take it anymore ๐Ÿ™€I have a spider phobia since I was very youngI’d go around checking cornersbefore a spider’s web had spunAre you a humanitarian or doโ€ฆ

Sunshine Flowers

A grey and dark depressing dayand again they come to nod and swaythe world’s a mess with wars and crapbut every year they still come backWhen you arrive you bring a smileglad you came to stay a whilebobbing so yellow along the vergeamongst the litter of human scourge Why do you appear every springin thisโ€ฆ

Hunky Dory

You can pretend all you likebut weโ€™re already now at warour enemies have arrived by the easiest of back doorsWe’ve imported our own fatefrom the left being nieveYou’ve now wrecked our countryI hope that you are pleasedOur forefathers would be horrifiedturning in their gravesthat we’ve become so weak and gullible,a country too broken to saveIโ€ฆ

Carbon Zero Targets

Driving past Port Talbotthe steel works based In Neatha lifeline for all the localswhich very rarely sleepsThat awe inspiring skyline those licking flames and sparks like an angry crazy dragonthough close to all our heartsIt’s going to be dismantled never to make any steel againwhich is catastrophic newsfor the loyal hard-working menPride respect and livelihoodforโ€ฆ

Insurance policies ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ก

Insurance companies ๐ŸคฌYou take out a policyand believe that you’re coveredYou seek out a claim and find you are buggeredWhat they sell in the large printthey remove in the smallthey’re trained not to pay youSo youโ€™ll have bugger allYou have to have insurancein case the worse should happenyou think you’re safely coveredbutโ€ฆit’s not what you’dโ€ฆ

Please just DONโ€™T

Call me old fashioned or, a bit of a snobbut why have we turned,into a nation of slobs?Wearing your nightclothesIn Tescos expressscavenging the aisles In slippers and nightdressYouโ€™ve forgotten your milkand let go of your pridethe days of respecthave now sadly diedAre you making a statementare you trying to rebel?you’ve now dropped all standards toโ€ฆ

Lest we forget ๐ŸŒบ

Cometh the man cometh the hourcondensed all into a little red flowerIt represents the blood that flowedfor something hopefully ๐Ÿ™ we’ll never knowIt reminds us of our brave personnel who first hand witnessed a living hellโ€˜Operation Dynamoโ€™ on Dunkirk Beach So thousands saw home within their reach Some wear poppies in different colourswhich represents theโ€ฆ

Leave well alone

Waiting in the darkness I glanced up at the skyI looked at the moonand gave a heavy sighcan’t we just be happyon earth which we all live?to mess with the moonwould be hard to forgive.Russia crashing innow forever entombedmessing with our weathercausing flooding and monsoons.Here we go againโ€ฆpoking our nosewhen we really should beleaving wellโ€ฆ

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