Trespass

I'll take a walk
All on my own
In the dark with a light at the end

I'll be content
With my own thoughts
Some time for me alone to spend

The echo sings back
As I hum to myself
At peace to be out of the rain

Here in this tunnel
Strolling the tracks
Causing delays to everyone's train

Nonsense

They'll say what they want to say
And you'll believe it if you will
In cries of wild abondon
Loud, desperate, shrill

There's no logic in what they're saying
There really is no sense
Why is someone not an expert
If they're gay and used to fence?

And what's so undemocratic
In letting MP's have a say?
They're our elected representatives
Unlike election untested May

The truth is a right wing media
Peddling lies in a right wing land
Where tolerance and diversity
Crumble daily like towers of sand

https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2016/nov/04/enemies-of-the-people-british-newspapers-react-judges-brexit-ruling

Permission

Sometimes we need permission
To speak to a stranger
Eye contact
Over a shared frustration
At yet another delayed train
Or helping to pick up
A dropped item; spontaneous smiles
Over a funny comment
The absurdity of silence
That pervades buses, trams and train
Carriages demands a change
Or at least a badge
That reads "You may speak to me"

 https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/nov/02/kindness-government-loneliness-mental-health

Barriers

The age of the wall has returned
Barriers to keep us contained
Are Mexicans or Calais concerned
The age of the wall has returned?
From Grammar schools nothing's been learned
Divisions are now pre-ordained
The age of the wall has returned
Barriers to keep us contained

https://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/sep/06/uk-immigration-minister-confirms-work-will-begin-on-big-new-wall-in-calais

https://www.theguardian.com/education/2016/sep/06/grammar-school-ban-could-end-government-memo-reveals

Obesity

There's a fat chance of them trying
To ban the impact of advertising
On our young

They're cosied up to junk providers
In the pockets of sugar strategisers
Who have brung

This epidemic of child obesity
By appealing to the treachery
Of lifestyle

They are all exercising less
And put under increasing stress
So they pile

On the calories, on the weight
Diabetes, cancer, the ultimate fate
As they grow

But government have never cared
About how the common folk fared
Even if they know

https://www.theguardian.com/society/2016/aug/18/childhood-obesity-strategy-wasted-opportunity-campaigners

Firework

Like a spluttering firework
You explode into my face
I say stop - And you go beserk
Like a spluttering firework
You leap from my lap; Arms fly and jerk
In all directions, kindling the space
Like a spluttering firework
You explode into my face

Trident

Green tipped and glowing
They'll stand in the bays
The phallic obelisks
Of bygone days
Of Cold War paranoia
Gripping us like ice
A fear that is costly
And we pay the price

So why not disarm
With a casual shrug
Surprise all opponents
With a smile and a hug
What should scare us most
Is a doomsday device
Which we happily condone
Without thinking twice

For it does not defend
It retaliates
An eye for an eye
It's revenge that it sates
Can peace only be kept
If we stand at the brink?
On the verge of destruction
Hoping others will blink

But still the world rages
When perhaps it should repent
Over all the lives wasted
Over all the money spent
If there is collective conscience
Then we'll all collect the guilt
When nuclear war commences
Seeing the flower of mankind wilt