It is a winter's tale

It’s a cold night

Making this debt ridden country

Even more difficult to bear

grit is rationed

The street lamps turned off at night

And It’s a cold night….

Making this even more difficult to bear

The elderly turn down e-ons of expensive gas

Workers wake up to see that their wages didn’t last

And somewhere someone is not thinking of any of this….

The luxury Harrods candles bought and boxed off

Windows left open as the heating is put on full throttle

The bonuses on failed enterprises keep them secure and warm

But out of my window it’s a cold night

And I really think someone might not make it through this night

But I doubt it’s you…

© David R Mellor 2012

Energy bill rises to outpace inflation


Born in Liverpool in 1964, David rummaged around various dead end jobs , then back to college and uni  . In my 20’s first discovered poetry , starting writing and performing and have done so ever since . David on Facebook and YouTube

Debit

The last time I looked,
there was no I in debt.
Default isn't anyone's fault.
The I of irony is much more telling:
Where democracy was first wrought
in ancient Athens' crucible,
there's now a furnace for the Euro.
The meltdown that makes Merkel
wish for the Deutschmark,
makes Sarkozy cosy up
to the Franc of his dreams.
But who dares pull the ace
from this temple of cards?
And should America say 'no dice',
then whose turn is it to throw?
It would be to our credit
to put the I back into debt.

© David Francis Barker

Eurozone leaders warned over seriousness of Greek debt
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David Francis Barker: 'I try to paint, write poetry, prose, sometimes music - I guess that makes me an artist.'