London Beggars by Gustav Doré

Even staid comedians call out loud
For people to gather out on the streets,
No coincidence as ramparts tumble,
Petty bourgois lifestyles come under threat,
Neo liberal Labourites throw flames
At socialism on inside and out,
Nurses, lecturers, rail workers, posties,
All designated enemies of state
By those who allow their cronies to feast
On pandemic profits stolen from us.
Integrity lies besmirched in bullshit,
Brand new Draconian laws in pipeline.
In New Cross young beggars populate streets,
End of democracy almost complete.

Harry Rogers in the Red Bedroom 27th November 2022.


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