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Sunday, 23 August 2015

Poem... That Cam-I-Am

I do not like him here nor there... I do not like him anywhere... Poem Austerity. via @stuckinscared

That ‘Cam-I-am’ 
That ‘Cam-I-am’ 
I do not like that ‘Cam-I-am’

I do not like him here or there  
I do not like him anywhere
I do not like him on my telly
smoke-screen grin... state funded belly
I do not like him in my head
invading dreams when I'm in bed
I do not like his policies
his attitude to those in need
I do not like his spare room charge
homes (he says), are far too large
while he and his, and them and theirs
homes (state funded), rooms to spare
looking down on me and mine
and you and yours, and yours and theirs!

You homeless poor man....? 
'Cam' don’t care!

That ‘Cam-I-am' 
That ‘Cam-I-am’ 
I do not like that ‘Cam-I-am

Not in my head, not here or there
I do not like him anywhere
I do not like his common(s) trough
piggy chums, (state funded) scoff
I do not like his welfare war
feed the rich, starve the poor
His food-bank-Britain... Eton mess
Cameron - Osborne - IDS
“Scrounger, skiver,  feckless slob”
“sick, disabled? - GET A JOB!” 
PIP PIP (pardon the pun), state funded wine
looking down on me and mine
and you and yours, and yours and theirs

You hungry poor man...?
'Cam' don’t care!

That ‘Cam-I-am’ 
That ‘Cam-I-am’ 
I do not like that 'Cam-I-am'. 

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Poem. That Cam-I-Am. Austerity. Oppression. Poverty. Disability.

Thank you for allowing me to share 

God bless you, and all those you love 

Kimmie x 

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12 comments :

  1. Fucking FRIST ON THE BEST POEM I HAVE READ IN EVERR WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW

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    1. WOO-HOO... my first FRIST!... It's official, I'm one of the blogamily ...BOOM!

      Thanks, Lizzi, I actually wrote this one a couple of years ago... freshened it up a bit for this post :)

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  2. Lovely piece and that quote is a great one.

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  3. The Tory's have never been big on fairness and equality. The very opposite allows them to erode any power that people may have gained somehow along the way. I call it 'Attrition Pollitics'. The Big Society is an exclusive club which is more like a casino where they fiddle the odds and deal from the bottom of the pack. Generally, they sit smug in the knowledge that your Average Employed Joe is too selfish to care that some folk are pushed into penury. Look at what really happened at the last election, we became a one party totalitarian state. Clegg was drowned in a stagnant lake and the Tory's incensed the Scots into believing that all British politicians are Tory in disguise. I believe the answer may be found by encouraging the general voter to wake up to the idea that to gain real power we need to not vote for an aristocracy driven leadership based on supporting the landed gentry who keep the serfs in line.

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    1. ..."I believe the answer may be found by encouraging the general voter to wake up to the idea that to gain real power we need to not vote for an aristocracy driven leadership based on supporting the landed gentry who keep the serfs in line."...

      Absolutely! Unfortunately, easier said than done.

      Thanks for taking the time to read/comment.

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  4. Haha...brilliant pome our Kimmie!! Brightened a rainy afternoon nicely! Tiddly pom

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    1. Thanks, Carol... I'm glad it brightened your day. x

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  5. LOVE this Kimmie!! Brilliant and spot on!! *APPLAUDS*... :) xx

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  6. Great poem Kimmie. Sad though. We have one of those over here too. Says that people need to get a well paying job, then they could afford a house. Duh! How? Says the cost of petrol doesn't matter, poor people don't drive far anyway! Is going to cut taxes for the rich - they pay too much anyway! Sad state of affairs. The rich get richer and can't see beyond their fat bellies. You poem says it so well. I wish it wasn't the truth.

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    1. It is sad, Norah... Your comment mirrors here as much as my poem mirrors there. This was one I wrote a while back, an attempt to raise awareness, whilst at the same time raise some much needed smiles. I recycled it because I've been struggling to come up with anything new (worth sharing) of late, and because, (sadly), it's still relevant!

      Thanks for your comment, especially as I've been so lacking in the comment department myself lately... I'm tending to do the read-like-run thing ATM... I have a lot of catching up to do :)

      All the best, Kimmie x

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