Poetry – Playing Politics

Playing Politics

Playing politics with life.

Playing politics with death.

With Freedom Days and Moonshots

That might just steal our breath.

The variant factory is coming

As the virus jumps with glee

From one new victim to another

And it could be you or me!

All the eggs in one basket!

In the search for popularity!

As scientists are side-lined

Because they do not agree.

So Freedom Day is looming

As the virus cases soar.

Chuck away your masks

We’re cramming through the door.

It’s all fine! Nobody’s dying!

There’s nothing to worry about!

And when it all goes pear-shaped

Guess who will explain it out!

Who could have seen that coming?

Nobody could have done it better.

It wasn’t me who bodged it up

I’ve been following the letter!!

Opher – 6.6.21

Picking and choosing the science that you want!! It’s called politics. Just a matter of popularity and polls.

The truth doesn’t matter. It’s who can tell the biggest lies. Who can brazen it out and get away with it.

We’re in the post-truth era. It’s all propaganda and the biggest showman/conman takes the prize!!

128,000 dead and counting! Ten points clear in the polls.

Job losses, collapsed firms, companies fleeing abroad, buggered economy, oodles of red-tape and tariffs, break-up of the UK, loss of freedoms and costs in tens of billions. Ten points clear in the polls.

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