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Squabbling Bubbles

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Capitalism needs its worker bees

To sucker upon each teat

They scurry and swarm, devour targets

Laden by spurious bounty, return to queen

Check, mate thy mega reward

Still a pawn you descend deep beneath capital

To the compost heap tunnelled by worm like trains

Carrying the slaves to free enterprise

Workers that provide the nutrients

Still you strive to clime the greasy pole

To be part of the queen court

Like squabbling bubbles in a tube

In fish tank round, not a cube

Join the goldfish that rise and fall   

Will your bubble burst? Too close to call

 

All hail, we bow to our football demigods

We salute you; nail your colours to my chest

We are part of your tribe of follow each

Sing hale and hearty our binding chants

We champion our warriors all that take to battlefield

Each, to a man, we question the lineage of the ref

We offer option appointments to each official

Them it’s down to the pub to direct each move

Totally pissed we leave spiritual home boozer

Start a fight when you spot apposing fans

Fighting for the honour of our tribe to reach the top

Like squabbling bubbles in a tube

In fish tank round, not a cube

Join the goldfish that rise and fall   

Are you forever blowing bubbles? Too close to call

 

Enslaved in the morning, enslaved in the evening

By some ASBO time device tagged on your wrist

Got to get up, time for work, time for school

Reheat the yesterday’s stagnant coffee

Eat hastily prepared porridge, extra sugar

Are you still doing your time?

Grab keys, check ASBO device, dive into frosty car

Join the car park motorways

Ringing work on mobile, ‘going to be late’

Call from home, ‘forgot lunch box, again’

Each driver struggling to reach the front

Like squabbling bubbles in a tube

In fish tank round, not a cube

Join the goldfish that rise and fall   

Will you spot that cyclist, crash? Too close to call

 

© Phil Golding  06/08

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Comments

<Deleted User> (4281)

Wed 11th Jun 2008 02:17

Hello, Phil

Wow! The poem is a real good write. You have caught all life events. A la Grand use of metamorphosis, too…There is politics, sport and every day chores. The write is a huge picture that embedded many things in one frame. You have given a lot of thinking to this composition of words. There are some feelings of dislikes as well as criticism in a good way. It makes me feel at times if it was like a song to sing...GREAT WRITE SIR!

Thank you,
Zuzanna

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