Sunday, April 26, 2020

No. 58 , Chimpanzees

Stay at home little children stay at home , inside your place
Do as I tell you ,then come outside  and mask your  face
Then every Thursday when it is time, and I decree
Permission to stand outside   and clap like a chimpanzee

No. 59 .Rakesh , 2020

My  colleague Rakesh , I call him Rak
Was interviewed , they phoned him back
He passed complete
I helped him cheat
And Angela , she gave us the sack

Sunday, April 19, 2020

No. 60 : The Mask of Insidious (In memory of the fallen of Peterloo) 2020


Wake up and feel your chains !
One walk only , the regime ordains
If you want a meal tonight  then , ask :
For permission to remove your mask
And if its all too much , go back to sleep
Dream of better times in slumbers deep
A time when you kissed those you loved
Shook hands with strangers , friends you hugged
Times you walked  unchecked into a shop
Without being told when and where to jump or hop
Dream of precious liberty that you have  lost
But first just ask your self what did it   cost ?
You fell asleep and  behold a nation occupied
No goose steps but suited oligarchs that lied!
They need no brigades to keep you in line
Cough once, and your neighbour will ring 999  
Wake up and ask , are those chains real ?
No Shelley to inspire your warrior’s zeal
So Good day! , don mask and take a stroll
Then return, obey orders ; do a forward roll!
Drink   your opium laced TV and cheer !
Philanthropic saviour said the vaccine’s here!
And in the rush to roll up your sleeve
Bow and deltoid sacrament , receive  
Now you are safe , immune and fit
You got your passport stamped but shit!
The border guard did not let you pass
For your social credit scored 'bad arse'
So back you go drained in need of sleep
Hush with  lullaby , better dream to reap  
Then wake up again once more
With limbs from chains so sore
And ask with millions; Why ? why me?
Yet deemed your messengers fools to be
The eternal avatars that came and went
Words of wisdom  breath wasted  ,spent
Wake up remove those chains it’ s still not  late
It can be done if  you would  only  contemplate  
Remove the mask of self disdain
Reveal naked beauty once again!
Delve deep with mind and heart and soul
Your place in the universe timeless whole
We may be  many they may be few
But that many tether each other is true   
When all are speared from ampules ‘smart’
And those who dissent will be led apart
Ostracised like lepers to pay a debt
To the immune do they  pose a threat?
You are free, and sovereign if you wish
Let me join you close for this  late dish
For I am tired and oh so weary too
will go to bed and read of peterloo
Don’t let me sleep too long, I will complain
If I dream too long ,to Wake me pull the chain…..