Deny

They twist reality to their own ends
Tying the truth in knots
Dismissing the data of scientists
Accusing them of making plots

Saying gas and oil drives economies
Creating jobs an indisputable fact
And with growth the only important thing
They'll grab all that can be fracked

And global warming is not a concern
It's all a natural cycle folks
For every few hundred millennia
All life on this planet chokes

The sad thing is we can't make the change
We can either drown or fry
At least while they still have all the power
They'll deny, deny, deny

Tired

Standing in front of the coffee

That only one of us will drink

Staring at the red reflected bubbles

We have no thoughts to think

Too tired from two coldy kids

Nights laid too long awake

Blocked up noses in the early hours

On call without a break

And now the seasons close up around

We're up before the sun

Dark envelops body and soul

No light for Summer fun

Our energy levels are twisted

They're crumpled up in a ball

And with blank paper and empty pens

We feel our creativity stall

Garden

We used to play in the garden
And tend it.
Thinning out the tangled roots
Of the hedges.
Strimming and cutting the grass.
Keeping out
The strangling weeds.
Watering
Plants in their colour and vibrancy.
Fresh smells
And laughter in company.

But something changed.
We stopped playing
And now no longer tend.

The brambles have taken over.
Choking the garden
With their stinging touch.
The weeds have grown woody.
Twisting and smothering
The brightness of variety.
And all that's left
Are lingering tears of dew.
Amidst the stench
Of mulched decay.

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