In light of the political disappointment today, I thought I’d share this poem again. I can’t begin to express my disappointment that we have to endure another five years of austerity cuts which seem to hit the most vulnerable people in society. Only hours after the results the DWP announce that ATW for the disabled will be severely cut.

 

 

 

 

 

The Old Gunner

Last one to go down

Fighting hard

A shooting star

Bucks the trend

Yet to what end?

Keep your feet to the fire

Squash the poor man down

Loopholes and promises

It’s gunner change

It’s gunner end

Taxing the senses

Try hard to pretend

Banking your pence’s

And yet to what end?

Ground moonbeams roasted

And fed to the masses

Who don’t ask questions

Morals and molasses

Standoff at Dodge City

Ten paces at dawn

Ethical genocide

Battle lines drawn

Highway robbery

Caffeine snobbery

Dead man’s boots

Amazonian roots

The Old Gunner

Last one to go down

Fighting hard

A shooting star

Bucks the trend

Yet to what end?

 

© The Old Gunner 21.02.2013

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Picture Credit:Cowboy (Photo credit: Kevin Zollman)