Now is no time to stand and cry
Neither appease nor pacify
Extremists spit upon our head
They will not stop, they wish us dead
Media amplifies the sound
That emanates from centre ground
The righteous on their carpet ride
Deliver social suicide
They trawl through tweet and email box
With grubby hands turn back the clocks
How easily these ghouls are vexed
By words taken out of context
Deliberately on they plough
To slaughter one more holy cow
Point the finger, spin out the lies
Phoenix New New Labour arise
Soon will come corrupt aftershock
They’ll fade away just like Pasok.
Comrades fear not, let’s dry our eyes
It’s time for us to organise.

Harry Rogers, In the Red Bedroom, 1st November 2020