Sunday, August 8, 2010

Subduing the Glitz.



Cruise-ship glitz!
Gaudy bits.
Craning my neck
From an upper deck.
Colour, lights,
Frivolous sights.
Later on,
Colour's gone.
Now the scene
Looks serene.
A monochrome view
Seems to embue
A noisesome place
With style and grace!

(We are heading for an election; the lead-up is bordering on farce!)

We're all 'agin the government' it seems.
We mock our rulers' attitudes and schemes.
In every pub and bar,
Where groups of people are
We hear the variations on the themes.

'That so-and-so! He hasn't got a clue!
'Give me a chance! I'll tell him what to do!'
'They're a pack of thieving guttersnipes, that lot'
'Because of them this country's gone to pot!'
'He hasn't got a brain inside his head'.
'Did you hear what that lying bastard said!'

And so it goes, the hot air ever rising
And nothing changes! That is not surprising!
We can get things off our chests
Call them charlatans and pests
But there's no-one calls our language 'terrorising'

Be thankful for this fact ..... we're free to speak,
To give our rulers lots of 'bloomin' cheek'!
In a land not far away
Men must watch the words they say,
So they go about their business looking meek.

Not everybody lives the same as we,
And we take for granted that our lives are free.
So be forthright and be frank
But do not forget to thank
The men of old who forged


Julie said...

I would never have picked that first image as being on a cruise ship, Brenda ... until I read your verse!

Re the second. I just shake my head in despair. I'm not sure about you but i have no idea what I am going to do when I get into that polling booth. Sit and stare I suspect.

Dragonstar said...

A very different view. I like all the curves here, and your poem goes with it so well.

John McDevitt said...

A dizzying view handled with expertise (both image and words!)