Kabul Boys gotta run for your lives
keep looking round as you try to survive
Instinct makes you want to seek the light
your family are dead should you stay and fight ?
Kabul, Kabul, Kabul Boys, gotta run
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys gotta run
Kabul Boys gotta run run run
Block out the pain as you seek the sun
You cant beat the force that has smashed your home
Just look around you are on your own
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys gotta run
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys gotta run
keep moving on any way that you can
travel like baggage in the back of a van
train, truck trailer carries you away
still looking for some where safe to stay
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys gotta run
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys gotta run
Asylum Seekers when they hit UK
no words in English they cant have their say
Young & clever they just needed a chance
found some people who would make a stance
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys aint gotta run
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys aint gotta run
Followed the rules of Look and Learn
Made great progress from term to term
got to college and learning still
didn't know the government was meaning ill
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys sound the alert
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys sound the alert
Nightmares should fade as they find a dream
rebuilt lives for Zubair & Fahim
threatened by refusal of right to remain
government decisions that are clearly insane
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys need you now
Kabul Kabul Kabul Boys need you now
Judgement day that has come so soon
Fears & hopes trepidise the room
Army of supporters that wont give way
Sway the judge and win the day
Kabul Kabul Kabul boys gonna stay
Monday, 28 July 2014
Tuesday, 30 October 2012
bullies
billy the bully sits on a throne
with only one space he sits there alone
although those beneath him are physically there
this bully's no vision of power to share
he's in every classroom and workplace and street
billy's the one that you don't want to meet
in tim id ation and threats are the norm
for billy to brag himself top of the form
for those who are bullies there's one thing they dread
as sycophants fade no more to be bled
they'll be no compassion to pity their plight
as their deeds of 'success' are seen in new light
and those bullied few who've survived and still write
will rise up with rancour and rejoin the fight
with only one space he sits there alone
although those beneath him are physically there
this bully's no vision of power to share
he's in every classroom and workplace and street
billy's the one that you don't want to meet
in tim id ation and threats are the norm
for billy to brag himself top of the form
for those who are bullies there's one thing they dread
as sycophants fade no more to be bled
they'll be no compassion to pity their plight
as their deeds of 'success' are seen in new light
and those bullied few who've survived and still write
will rise up with rancour and rejoin the fight
I've met some tossers in
my time
and now there's one just up the line.
Bulging ego; an elephant in the room;
as if I might be leaving soon.
I do like elephants but this one's white,
so I'll not be going without a fight,
(nor easily hung out to dry)
I'd like a thick skin but emotions are high.
Anger burns and ice cuts deep
And no one wins except deceit.
Bullies look to cause most pain
And maximise financial gain
So when the house of cards does tumble
They’ll be no room where they can grumble
Whistles blowing loud and clear
Consequence of little fear
And strong determination
and now there's one just up the line.
Bulging ego; an elephant in the room;
as if I might be leaving soon.
I do like elephants but this one's white,
so I'll not be going without a fight,
(nor easily hung out to dry)
I'd like a thick skin but emotions are high.
Anger burns and ice cuts deep
And no one wins except deceit.
Bullies look to cause most pain
And maximise financial gain
So when the house of cards does tumble
They’ll be no room where they can grumble
Whistles blowing loud and clear
Consequence of little fear
And strong determination
Tuesday, 10 April 2012
Sum mit up?
Dicey Dave dives once more into the mesh of multi-cultur-al
sends his bulldog eric pickle, armed with hammer but no sickle, to bash and crash and cause alarm.
what a waste of all that flesh making nothing but a mess as all tough tories strive to show that 'oh yes they'll stem the flow' of those that queue and want to work, decrying nothing,
add their culture to our pot; throw their efforts to our lot, even though we're driven down;
no petrol left to cruise the town as Maude filled jerry to the brim,
saves us from sharing with the poor, out of work they'll ask for more
but George O will not let them suffer, just as long as they stay in the gutter,
well away from tax avoiders, bullingdon maulers,trust fund hoarders, eton boarders and the filthy rich;
water's rationed so they cant come clean just yet but watch the space,transmogrify apace, deface that
Dave and George O hurtle into space created by the turmoil they unleashed; the slash and burn, the crass destructive test of market forces, the sacrifice of millions on the dole, youth and students sucked into the hole; nhs and education tatters
but nothing matters.... the libs weep and see too late their catastrophic streak, with 'it's our only chance'and 'it wont come again' emblazoned on their shrouds
but nothing happens....
sends his bulldog eric pickle, armed with hammer but no sickle, to bash and crash and cause alarm.
what a waste of all that flesh making nothing but a mess as all tough tories strive to show that 'oh yes they'll stem the flow' of those that queue and want to work, decrying nothing,
add their culture to our pot; throw their efforts to our lot, even though we're driven down;
no petrol left to cruise the town as Maude filled jerry to the brim,
saves us from sharing with the poor, out of work they'll ask for more
but George O will not let them suffer, just as long as they stay in the gutter,
well away from tax avoiders, bullingdon maulers,trust fund hoarders, eton boarders and the filthy rich;
water's rationed so they cant come clean just yet but watch the space,transmogrify apace, deface that
Dave and George O hurtle into space created by the turmoil they unleashed; the slash and burn, the crass destructive test of market forces, the sacrifice of millions on the dole, youth and students sucked into the hole; nhs and education tatters
but nothing matters.... the libs weep and see too late their catastrophic streak, with 'it's our only chance'and 'it wont come again' emblazoned on their shrouds
but nothing happens....
Sunday, 12 February 2012
this week
bloody cold, if truth be told but cant have too much of that or the daily mail will smell a rat and see one too where ere they can or spout their lies to leveson
Mails ann leslie on qt, shouting down a sceptic crowd though looking ready for a shroud espousing thatcher's bile of old and proving that she's not yet cold just resting in dementia; time to light the fire
Mails ann leslie on qt, shouting down a sceptic crowd though looking ready for a shroud espousing thatcher's bile of old and proving that she's not yet cold just resting in dementia; time to light the fire
Sunday, 31 October 2010
Once more....
Once more unto the breach dear friends once more
One Mili band of brothers, Ed with Balls has rallied to the cry;
Cooper and Healey race to save the day and Eagles soar,
And Burnham will to Dunsinane or with Alexander stay to view the field of English dead
sacrifice of cameron, clegg and cable; osborned under an Autumn sky.
Whose blood is this that drips from welfare's shirt and stains the house with red?
can only be the weaker and the poor which pay the fee
whilst lords so rich to havens they will flee
resting only to collect some tax allowances
to speed the way and nestle over seas
cradled in the stink and foulest deed
dishonoured banks that hedge such selfish greed
that festers 'til the end when truth will out;
our gallant few will lead a con-dem rout.
One Mili band of brothers, Ed with Balls has rallied to the cry;
Cooper and Healey race to save the day and Eagles soar,
And Burnham will to Dunsinane or with Alexander stay to view the field of English dead
sacrifice of cameron, clegg and cable; osborned under an Autumn sky.
Whose blood is this that drips from welfare's shirt and stains the house with red?
can only be the weaker and the poor which pay the fee
whilst lords so rich to havens they will flee
resting only to collect some tax allowances
to speed the way and nestle over seas
cradled in the stink and foulest deed
dishonoured banks that hedge such selfish greed
that festers 'til the end when truth will out;
our gallant few will lead a con-dem rout.
Sunday, 1 August 2010
Laser Gang
‘LASER GANG’S RACIST TAUNTS AND THREATS’
(Central Somerset Gazette 29/07/2010)
Glastonbury - the place to be,
tolerant of difference in our society,
warm and welcoming, whoever you are,
a traveller from Weare or in a hippy car,
witches and druids, no one’s out of place,
unless of course we talk about race,
then, it seems, there is a different fate.
Roma, black or asian treated to hate
by terrorists who terrify those they do not rate.
Living safe in Glastonbury, having lots of ‘mates’,
with megaphones and laser guns the weaponry to scare.
You know these people; you need to stand and stare
at someone’s sons and daughters, maybe just next door?
Go and ask the questions, listen out for more
note disgraceful actions, tell all when its found
or jeopardise the 'unity of being' in the town,
sap serenity itself, drive visitors away.
Step forth and be counted, let your anger claim the day.
Challenge, check and testify things done in your name
or the fantasy of Glastonbury will be forever stained.
A diversity collective is what makes it hum and thrive;
lose that sense, the question is, how does the town survive?
(Central Somerset Gazette 29/07/2010)
Glastonbury - the place to be,
tolerant of difference in our society,
warm and welcoming, whoever you are,
a traveller from Weare or in a hippy car,
witches and druids, no one’s out of place,
unless of course we talk about race,
then, it seems, there is a different fate.
Roma, black or asian treated to hate
by terrorists who terrify those they do not rate.
Living safe in Glastonbury, having lots of ‘mates’,
with megaphones and laser guns the weaponry to scare.
You know these people; you need to stand and stare
at someone’s sons and daughters, maybe just next door?
Go and ask the questions, listen out for more
note disgraceful actions, tell all when its found
or jeopardise the 'unity of being' in the town,
sap serenity itself, drive visitors away.
Step forth and be counted, let your anger claim the day.
Challenge, check and testify things done in your name
or the fantasy of Glastonbury will be forever stained.
A diversity collective is what makes it hum and thrive;
lose that sense, the question is, how does the town survive?
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