Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts

Thursday, 4 February 2021

All that's rotten in this world



fat cats and plutocrats 
industrialists and autocrats 
billionaires and bureaucrats 
always on the take

racists and conspiracists 
terrorists and narcissists 
fascists, white supremacists 
never take a break

web hackers, corporate frackers 
rioters and truth attackers 
hijackers, anti-vaxxers
they don’t feel no shame

sociopathic conscience lackers 
psychopaths and people whackers 
drug abusing gun attackers 
we know who’s to blame

crooked politicians lying 
while there’s people out there dying 
line their pockets, not resigning 
lead a merry dance

sea polluters, oil spillers 
arms dealers, serial killers 
living in their luxury villas 
in the south of France

wall scaling stalkerazzi 
member of the paparazzi 
he’s a telephoto Nazi 
breaking every code 

broker playing kamikaze 
in his shiny Maserati 
texting mates while drinking latte 
menace on the road 

fanatic climate change deniers 
culture gods and false messiahs
reprobates and other liars
excuse me while I hurl

narcotics dealers and their users 
pornographers and cheating boozers 
bullies, thugs and child abusers 
all that’s rotten in this nasty screwed up world 


Steve Wheeler © 4 February, 2021

photo by Steve Wheeler

Monday, 18 January 2021

Cancel culture



Feed the vulture, cancel culture, 
Stitch up surgeons with their sutures 
Stone the prophets, steal their futures 
Prevent clairvoyants telling fortunes 
Cancel agents and their clients 
Halt the scientists, stop the science 
Erase all emblems of defiance 
Tear down works of literary giants 
Silence sculptors and musicians 
Artists, painters and magicians 
Cancel art that speaks against you 
Blot out history that offends you 
Limit the freedom of the press 
Shut down the media, more or less 
Cancel language, cancel talking 
Stop us thinking, running, walking 
Cancel culture, flex the strong arm 
Cancel all that triggers alarms 
Call them all out, name and shame them 
Cancel culture, then pass the blame on 


Steve Wheeler © 17 January, 2021

Saturday, 26 December 2020

Goodbye Mr Narcissist


Step down, and move away from your pedestal / the pain you’ve inflicted has been incredible / the damage is more than collateral / it’s astronomical / your truth has been economical / your ‘alternative facts’ would’ve been comical / if your lies and indecision weren’t so moronic and unacceptable / all you’ve ever done and said has been clinically cynical / your fake news was self-seeking and elliptical / you’ve done your best in your quest to be dishonest and pretensional / unteachable / and unreachable / and it’s typical / and predictable / that you would be so consistently one-dimensional // 

What we all really think of you is unprintable / and unrepeatable // you thought you were unbeatable / in your own mind, you were undefeatable / you thought you were invincible / and indestructible / unbelievably, you still think you’re unsinkable / what goes around comes around and it’s cyclical / it’s unthinkable / your self-delusion is inexplicable / it’s stubborn and egotistical / it’s malignantly narcissistical / and that kind of sickness is untreatable // 

At times like this it’s conventional / to mention the unmentionable / let me tell you, you were never presidential / your default position was unconscionable / if someone disagreed with you, it was like a red rag to a bull / your social media was spitefully unsociable / your tweets and posts were risible / and your deceit was always visible / you should have been impeachable / but your umbrella was party-political / unbreachable / formed by your buddies in a corrupt cabal / it was despicable / unethical / and pitiful / but at best your percentage of protection was only marginal // 

Whenever you were met by opposition all / your anger and your rage was considerable / your face was often unsmiling and miserable / for you the mug was always half empty, never half full / you were never very happy with the feasible / deliberately playing the unreasonable / you were always playing up to your white supremacy pals / it was base relational / and you’re still insatiable / you crave it all / the power and glory of it all / and the adoration, all / from the electoral / crowds, but through it all / you’ve been mentally unstable / and pathologically unable / to be amicable / and charitable // 

Your behaviour is despicable / and reprehensible / your decency is invisible / your conscience is minimal / your morality is switchable / your charity is fictional / and you’re a shameless individual / even your taste in decor is kitsch and all / you say is a lie – you ain’t rich at all / and what you suffer from ain’t fixable / so I predict your future will be miserable / because you’re basically an imbecile / you’re a serial criminal / your situation ain’t winnable / so crawl back under your rock and be invisible / go grab ‘em by the pussies and swallow your pride along with your cholesterol // 

 
Steve Wheeler
© 26 December, 2020 


Saturday, 7 November 2020

Agitpróp



Propaganda for the mind 
Ideology between the lines 
Dubious rhetoric and fiction 
Master of the tribal friction 

Spin doctors weaved his lies 
Ignored the many plaintive cries
Send it out to fool the masses
Forced division of the classes 

Agitation of the crowd
Whispering quietly, shouting loud
Workers of the world unite
False consciousness will blind the sight

The politics of fear and hate
Stopped by the people's mandate
Fallen now, to rise no more
Crushed in pieces on the floor


Steve Wheeler © 7 November, 2020

Tuesday, 3 November 2020

Propaganda


Image from Pixabay















If a poem falls in my notebook 
but no-one ever reads it, 
does it exist? 

When presidents spin their webs 
and turn a lie into ‘the truth’ 
should we resist? 

When everything goes pear shaped
and your plans are laid in ruins,
should you persist? 

If suddenly you disappeared 
from the face of this planet, 
would you be missed? 

Don’t fall hook, line and sinker 
for the vapid propaganda; 
of the vain election pledges 
that promise a bonanza 
of wealth and health and happiness 
contained in memoranda. 

(The answer is a big fat yes 
to each and every stanza). 


Steve Wheeler © 3 November, 2020

Image from Pixabay