Poetry

Friday, 1 October 2021

It was nothing urgent

 It was nothing urgent

Not something I really meant for you to know

You're probably too busy

So let's get on with the show


It was nothing urgent

Don't mind me if I say

Hello how are you?, please get on with your day


Everyone's in a panic

Like there's a powder keg below their feet

And they're running like pandas

Black and white down the street


They must do their shopping

They must fight the other one

It is like a parade

Of the nuclear mum


And everyone is rushing

Like the nuclear family might explode

Like if you aren't on their side

You need to get out of the road


But can't you see it is a fever

Of the damned lost of self-control

Everyone swimming in a hellish river

Like doomed fish in a shoal


And the whale is coming 

Its mouth is open wide

It will swallow them all up

Like it swallows their pride


It was nothing urgent

I just called to let you know

That we need a new government

One that will let the country grow

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