Missile Strikes

Missile Strikes

We’ve got missile strikes,

Teacher strikes

And price hikes!

We’ve got inflation spikes,

Mortgage spikes

And nurse strikes!

In Brexitland

Where the profiteers abound!

The world’s seventh biggest economy

Heads for the ground!

We’ve got rail strikes,

Wheels in dykes

And electric bikes.

We’ve got no likes,

Broken mics

And yikes!!! And Yikes!!! AND YIIIKKKESS!!!

In Brexitland

Where the profiteers abound!

The world’s seventh biggest economy

Heads for the ground!

Opher – 25.6.2023

One has to ask who the country is being run for? Is it the likes of Lady Mone? Rees-Mogg? Boris Johnson? David Cameron? Or Hancock’s landlord? – who are swanning off with millions!

Or is it being run for the ordinary people?

How many million has Boris Johnson and David Cameron made out of Brexit?

They got Brexit done.

They got their bank accounts done!

They got us done!

Good and Bad

Good and Bad

Can bad things become good?

                Does good come out of evil?

                                Can it be right that a leader

                                                Sets out to deceive all?

Politics is a game of cards

                In which the winner takes all.

                                But the mightiest of liars

                                                Will some-day take a fall.

Profiteers and narcissists,

                Psychopaths and self-servers.

                                The lunatics in charge

                                                Always leave me nervous.

What kind of world

                Are they busy creating?

                                Profits before people.

                                                Votes raised through hating.

Politics is a game of cards

                In which the winner takes all.

                                But the mightiest of liars

                                                Will some-day take a fall.

Opher – 7.6.2023

The world is being run for profit by a bunch of people for whom compassion is a sign of weakness.

Deaf to misery they see poverty as something to be exploited, war is a handy source of profit and nature is just undeveloped cash.

The future of the planet or suffering of people is of no consequence. All they can about is their own power and wealth. They will do anything for personal gain.

Because they do not care about other people at all they can be cruel and ruthless. That is why the psychopaths, sociopaths and narcissists rise to the top. They are not distracted by considerations of others or the tragic effects of their policies. They have no remorse.

But He’s A Liar


But He’s A Liar

The politician speaks with his forked tongue

Telling lies to everyone

Tells me he’s the only one

Who can get anything done

That he loves everyone;

Tells me Jesus had a gun

‘n that he’s really God’s son

While waving an artillery gun

But he’s a liar.

I despise him. I despise him. I despise him so much.

I despise him.

His breath smells like a lavatory

As he talks of setting people free

How wonderful it’s all going to be

While spreading vile conspiracy

And suppressing student literacy

Through dumb education policy

Suppressing votes most happily

While promising the earth to you and me

But he’s a liar.

I despise him. I despise him. I despise him so much.

I despise him.

He’s making more money than a film star

Driving around in his flashy car

Says he’s gonna be the new Czar

Spouting bitumen and fire

From the back of a boxcar

But all his predictions are dire

All his solutions are just bizarre

They’re not gonna get us very far

But he’s a liar.

I despise him. I despise him. I despise him so much.

I despise him.

He’s telling me he’s gonna make the country great

Promising us a better fate

Warning us not to wait

We’ll soon be waiting at God’s gate

Our enemies he’ll decimate

We’ll no longer be second-rate

All receive a hefty tax rebate

All who disagree can disappear and procreate.

But he’s a liar.

I despise him. I despise him. I despise him so much.

I despise him.

He’s singing the national anthem very loud

Of his country he’s very proud

Foreigners should not be allowed

Before the enemy he’ll be unbowed

We could all walk tall in any crowd

He’ll protect us with his mushroom cloud

Before him we should all be wowed

To us everything is vowed

But he’s a liar.

I despise him. I despise him. I despise him so much.

I despise him.

Opher – 17.8.2022

I wrote this with more than a nod to Bob Dylan. The politician could be Trump, Bolsonaro, Johnson, Erdogan, Oban, Modi, any of the loathsome Tory ERG and all populist, fascist scum.

Zaporzhzhia – Let’s Dice With Nuclear Death

Let’s dice with nuclear death.

Winning is more important than life.

Who cares about the future

When war’s stupid madness is rife?

For Putin is using blackmail;

Handing out his nuclear threats.

Insanely heading for meltdown.

Telling us Russia would have no regrets.

Zaporzhzhia could be the name we’ll remember

If Putin lets it blow.

He’s using it as a gambling chip,

Unleashing terror just so we’ll know.

He’s offering us a nuclear cloud

Designed to fill us with fear.

Another horrendous Chernobyl

Whose cost would be exceedingly dear.

There is no end to madness

When the powerful lock their horns.

The world becomes a huge chess set

And we’re the expendable pawns.

Opher – 20.8.2022