Cancelled

A short poem I wrote after another morning of disrupted travel to work, and general feelings on who our “elected representatives” are blaming for the ills of the world, when we should be looking elsewhere.

Cancelled

Another cancelled train
Another disrupted morning
Commuters stood around yawning
As we’re all made late again.

First world problems we all agree
At least we have our freedoms
We are safe from falling bombs
Just to buy that HD plasma TV.

We’re all fucked over every day
One more asset class, right?
We’re sold a lie lit by gaslight
Told “it’s always been this way”.

We now count wealth in billionaires
Obsess over their net worth
We’ve let them steal half the earth
Seemingly without a care.

‘Cancel culture’ scream the right
When called out for their hate
As they put rights up “for debate”
And repression starts to bite.

Deepfakes, hallucinations and AI slop
Art and lit stolen before we could stop it
Our creativity mined for profit
And no sign that they’ll ever stop.

Engineering works and potholes
Rail and road in disrepair
It may be crumbling, but don’t despair
St Nige’ll save our country’s soul.

Immigrants and trans folk
They’re to blame, you’ve read
From the right wing media that you’re fed
Be careful you don’t choke.

Small boats, toilets, women’s sports
All top of your worry lists
Because refugees and where we piss
Are the things of most import.

Fly the flag and raise the colours
S’patriotic to do so, innit
Unbound, unleashed you know the limit
That you impose on others.

As we slide towards a police state
Where plasticine will cause arrest
Is this really us at our best
When the trains are always late?