Here is my live performance of my poems ‘Am I a Poet?’ and ‘Working Tax Credit’, at Away With Words open mic night, November 21st, Off the Road Live Lounge, Hull.
Britain’s Breadline Kids We are breeding the next generation Of Britain’s breadline kids. Kids who have nothing but low expectations Kids who know no, they know low, they know how low life goes They know they are the empty at the bottom of their piggybank They know they are the broken Barbie with butchered hairContinue reading “Britain's Breadline Kids”
Our little town is turning into a ghost town! Warning, swearing. Prime Shop to Let Prime shop to let As I walk through this ghost town centre Prime shop to let Prime shop to let. Arrogant As though they have the monopoly Over the other shops Who were once prime Once to let Now bucklingContinue reading “Prime Shop to Let”
I have seen Fifty years I have lived and breathedAnd walked and talked and loved andQuestioned whether there was a God aboveAnd seen and seen and seen I grew up without a silver spoon in my mouthA well turned out kid in a street whereDinner on the table was an uncertaintyCurtains didn’t match the carpetsAndContinue reading “I have seen”
You said you loved me When we feasted our eyes it was love at first sight I could barely see you with my shitty eyesight And your dodgy white dentures gave me a real fright And we would have looked better in the fog at midnight But you loved me. You said you loved meContinue reading “You Said You Loved Me”