As night draws on to early dawn
prostration comes within a yawn
Above the Moon lie starlight skies
You lie in bed and close your eyes
Still silence clears both mind and soul
With darkened view as black as coal
Consciousness slips, as dreams begin
To compose scenes from deep within
Images start to appear
At first in shroud then slowly clear
A message from subconscious mind
Lost thoughts and images combined
A wonderous gift to dream the night
Yet fade away as does starlight
As night draws on to early dawn
Young foxes play upon the lawn
Silence clears the mind and soul
And darkness is as black as coal
Images start to appear
At first dim but slowly clear
Consciousness slips & dreaming starts
Then abruptly shattered by Molly’s farts
And this one’s extra smelly too
I’d better check for follow through
The wind blew toward the West on the night of the Grenfell fire.
The cladding, not to protect but hide, was one cause of this funeral pyre.
As we awoke to the smell of the smoke, during that terrible night,
we switched on the news to see where it was and couldn’t believe the sight.
As the night drew on it was plain to see for many, there was no hope,
Hundreds died on that terrible night, as cut services struggled to cope.
We have to make sure and write into law so this never happens again.
Red tape was there for good reason yet crossed out by Cameron’s pen.
Summer Comes
Sweaty Bums
Stinky Drains
Smelly Trains
Sahara Sands
Sticky hands
Silly fights
Sleepless nights
In Kensington Town Hall, the well to do
look down with contempt upon me & you
We’ll stand our ground & won’t let them win
to make sure this tragedy never happens again
they’ve shat upon us for 7 long years
derided, divided, excluded & jeered
austerity forced on those with the least
caused by rich who are still at the feast
There’s a lady who lives in Downing Street
No.10 to be precise
She’s stiff, robotic & very despotic
The fact is she’s not very nice
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