Saturday, 15 December 2012

T'was The Night Before Christmas - By @Hossylass

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the House

MP’s were feasting on subsidised grouse

Their expenses were listed and nobody cared

That the cries of disabled were going unheard



The Members soon nestled in tax funded beds

While visions of riches danced in their heads

And a subservient underclass doffing its cap

Settled their brains for a long winter nap



When out in the streets there came such a clatter

They crawled from their beds to see what was the matter

Drapes cast asunder, it was clear in a flash

That the strivers were clearing the Ministerial trash



The cleaners had trudged in through 8 inches of snow

To buff and to polish the offices below

No living wage at the end of the day

Just tax payer subsidised minimum pay



And out in the doorways of numerous places

The homeless and helpless shielded their faces

Their hopes and their dreams had drifted away

Replaced by despair at another new day.



But this year at Christmas a miracle appears

An army of deviant kind volunteers

Disability Ninjas armed with the facts

Savaging proposals with a symbolic axe



And along the blade the words burn bright

“You will not destroy us, we will turn and fight”

To speak for those who’s voices are small

Voices ignored, if heard at all



Churches and Unions stood up to fight

To demand what is reasonable, and what is right



Twas the night before Christmas and all through the land

Tears are shed at what is planned

By the people who with enormous wealth

Are happy to endanger the very health

Of the people who quietly every day

Keep the country ticking away



NHS nurses and other health workers

In danger of becoming next weeks “shirkers”

But the Charities, activists and Unions united

Now they will help the lives of the blighted

The poor, the rejected, the lost in despair

We will reach out and comfort and show that we care



Twas the night before Christmas and all through the lands

The sword of truth awakens in our own hands

And when it seems to heavy to swing

Remember the miracles that Christmas can bring.

8 comments:

lifeindeepwater said...

Moving, emotional and so sadly true.

I was doing something similar for Xmas but, your words make mine just fade away into nothing.

Thanks for sharing.

Anonymous said...

I was wondering if you could do somethign on mobility scooters - do they ned tax? which is best? what are the pitfalls? all that stuff - I need to get one and am so scared cos they cost so much :-( Thanks if you can help me

Access said...

I was wondering if you could do an article on Walk-in baths ? I've recently needed to acquire one and was seeing if you could help me with some referrals?
Sorry if this was the wrong place to contact you for this!

Thankyou, great poem by the way, do you feature on any other blogs? You seem to not have posted in a while :(

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Michelle Daly said...

Wow! Very sad and very true!
It should be the verse in every Christmas card.
Thanks for posting!:)

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