Everywhere we all wait for
Start of breaking good,
Time when there is threat no more
In our neighbourhoods.
As patriots turn stupid wars
People cheering outside their doors
‘Cos they think they should.
Stand and watch a self chosen boor
Do what Tony would,
Spill centrist bile across the floor,
Just because he could.
In Liverpool now evermore
Kier’s blown it for good,
Words in The Sun stuck in our craw,
They boil up our blood,
We’ll burn them by the quire for sure,
On bonfires of wood.
Harry Rogers In The Red Bedroom, October 3rd, 2021.