Now the high ups fight about some tapes
Princess Di spoke of her rage and grief
Releasing secrets is akin to rape
If we had no Brexit and some hope
The government would not be such a thief
Wasting time to fight about 1some tapes
What if there were tapes made by a Pope
Would it shatter all Christian belief?
Releasing secrets is a kind of rape
Why can’t we do work that brings us hope
Brings some peace and gives our hearts relief?
Instead, the high ups fight about some tapes
As individuals, we can seek for help
Or do creative acts that we believe
Releasing secrets is a kind of rape
The government’s the habitat of thieves
Into the the river Thames let them be heaved!
Now the Lords and Ladies hear Di’s tapes
Releasing secrets, does it seem like rape?
ate her topside with green peas,she gazed out of the front window where a police car was parked.They had gone to speak to her neighbours.Her neighbours had 23 dogs and a dead cat .all in the back garden for recreation and making holes in fences or other places When Mary had come home from the delightful dentist she had been attacked by 5 of the dogs on her own patio who were bored with their own garden so has made a hole in the fence as was their wont. She sat silentky her mind brooding about animals,and their force, as she ate the last roast potato and wondered if she had a pudding Suddenly a cold wind seemed to blow across the room as Annie her delightful neighbour had run in without closing the back door firmly Hello dear.Put the kettle on for me, Mary ordered Annie I am sorry,Annie said,I have lost weight but even so the kettle won’t fit me Why do you take things so literally,Mary asked? I am trying to be funny, Annie muttered indecisively, her blood red lipstick melting down her chin and dripping onto the floor Good grief, what a mess,Mary said.Hang on, your lips are bleeding I keep biting them,Annie revealed. Why? To stop myself screaming at those people with the dogs.What will you do? Her mascara from Mix Vector in dark brown began to melt and created streaks across her rose beige moisturising foundation from Bess of Arden Are you crying,Mary asked curiously I must be.I have tears in my eyes.I am over-identifing with your feelings. Empathy has its limits,Mary said sweetly>I phoned the police and they came here They were amazed he has 23 dogs.They have gone to see him. How can they afford to feed so many dogs? Oh,I feel faint,ring 999 In ran Dave the bisexual, transvestment paramedic all dressed in tartan Why are the police here, he asked anxiously It’s about the dogs attacking Mary. Shall I make some nice strong tea,Dave asked wisely Good idea, said Annie How is Emile taking this? I’ve sent him to my sister’s for a break,But I miss him Goodness me, what a terrible time you are having They all went into the lounge and sat down on the grey high backed armchairs Here is the tea,Dave cried as he put the tray down on a low table.Don’t let it go cold~ Shall I give them some cake, he asked Mary? Why not, she answered.See what you can find It is very hard if neighbours attack you,Why, I’ve even read about murders at times like this,Dave cried. Let’s see how it goes,Mary said quietly.They are not fools I hope you are right,Dave said wisely Rolling Stones never get mopped Evert cloud has a silver lining~ When glum ,keep mum Ah Amen
Was this the apple then, your mother’s breast Which father thought was his to oft caress? And when, in deprived rage, you bit to test In rage, he vowed to ever you harass.
So then you learned that you could hate as well, The punishment struck hard in your small heart. Your memory was unworded, could not tell; Though pain and anguish made your soft skin smart.
As unknown as the journey to your birth As shocking as the grief of unmeant wrong. As frightening as the gauging of your worth As sudden as the ending of a song.
Impossible to foretell or to prepare, The ambivalence of our hearts can start just here.