Majority

 

and overnight the world turned blue

and god cried tears of green and red

and no one said a bloody word

just stood and stared and sank beneath

the weight of the world turned blue;

 

and what was left of the NHS

kissed us all goodbye,

and full-time weeks were drawn and quartered,

structured for a blatant lie;

 

and human rights were to be stripped,

kicked and tortured out of sight,

and overnight the world turned blue

and god cried tears of green;

 

and collar colours came confused

amidst a wealth of rights refused

and youth will be the new backbone

to break beneath the cosh;

 

and fixed-up fear of immigration

becomes the new asphyxiation,

choking folk’s compassion

with a panicked narrative;  

 

and overnight the world turned blue

and god cried tears of green and red

while TTIP lied and said it had

our best interests at heart;

 

so privacy is history,

while broken-jawed ‘democracy’

insists on profit, screaming

fat-cat policy diktat;

 

and 36 is 51, a skewed majority;

FPTP twisting choices

silencing the rainbow voices

by percent, by no PR;

 

so lift your eyes from dust to sky,

stand with neighbours, strangers, friends,

holding hands and unified,

and do not mourn, but organise,

and do not mourn, but organise.