Without You, a Burden
Living on the boat
Had been working on it
For the last three years,
Tidying, and boat work.
With more and more water
Coming in, maintenance and to do,
Rubbish to take to far away bins.
Water brought from even farther.
Taps to go to with vessels brought,
Wood to collect and manage.
Fruit to collect, fires make,
Impossible to keep the cold out.
Victuals on my back to collect,
dreadful burden Hurt, broke my back,
life painful, Suffering sore,
Rude people, out of their way to hurt
Shoulders down, authorities stole.,
You, they gave nothing in return,
their burden on my tiny frame
Degraded and old years alone.
All rude, all over London cruel,
Shopkeepers security strangers,
Cafe owners all causing trouble
Because London, a cold hard place.
And life, aburden without you.
With no-one by my side to while away
the pass of time, nor help,
No money, me and your spirit.
With me had to scavenge, to live
Like unmentionables, no money,
It was finished or your people greedy
took what was left.
Not even welfare, they took that too
Job applications going nowhere
While I'm trying to get you out
of there the hospital with cops.
Chasing us say we not allowed,
To live, brainwash us into believing
Their deemed mental health illness
For no reason, racist Nazi lies.
Thinking you're dead,
Hurting while asking lawyer help,
Nothing for us, you without,
I should have stayed near you.
4 years ago, our flat in Edinburgh,
Near you now in Newcastle, but
Hardly see you a year they after me
Chase, lock me up too for nor reason
They make me think theives lies
you they may have moved you,
State authorities burden,
After burden doubled up in pain.
My hair falling out, and going grey,
SInce they stole you away,
A shadow of my former self
Am nothing without you