Cuts

Funding cuts but whose excesses?

I still see a nation that oppresses.

Before government dictates a cure

I’d like to know for sure

Who took the credit?

Did the poor debit

The rich?

Did we wish

For bankers, war mongers and politicians

To steal futures from children?

So many questions unanswerable,

So many with power unaccountable.

A war that can’t be justified,

Civilians die, I’m mystified

That we can’t see ourselves as a foreign invader.

The cross of St George: from Crusaders

To football fans to zealous patriots,

But it’s the same flag that was waved a lot

In not forgotten Christian onslaughts

From times that school history taught

Richard the Lion heart’s hero tales,

(That’s the same education that paled

Slavery to insignificance).

And where is Jesus’ relevance

To fighting violently in His honour?

Would He have held sword or dagger,

Assault rifle or sat amongst sandbags

Behind a mighty machine gun?

(As seen by Prince Harry and David Beckham).

We make boys to men from PS3’s

To the same games with killing machinery.

This blood for oil reaches

Far. Ejaculating onto Louisiana’s beaches,

Polluting lives in West Africa,

Choking a planet we should nurture.

And still I wonder.

Who controls this agenda?