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It’s Not Fair

Sitting on the fence staring at my friend
Whilst she is washing up all I can do is hold my hands
It’s not fair she will not play or take the time to chase me away
All because her brother is here today it’s not fair

If here on the fence I sit she’ll flap a teatowl at me flick, flick, flick
Then off I hop, tail in the air looking back making sure she’s there
It is a game we play each day I really hate it when she’s away
Today BJ chases me away it’s not fair it’s not his game

Still her brother goes this afternoon but not until it’s getting late
Tomorrow morning I’ll be there sitting on the fence or gate
Then we can carry on our game and things will soon be just the same
My friend, the garden fence and me perhaps I’ll let BJ join in we will see.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

Dark Days

I think back to when I was young
No electronic toys but so much fun
Now envy rules for those who have none
What have these politicians begun.

There they sit and spout their diction
Millionaires with no conviction
Their will they must impose on those without
Then blame others for riots that come.

They close the clubs no where to go
For children of the poor and lower classes
Who see their richer friends have toys
They want them too like other boys.

What chance do they stand for a normal life
No jobs no money there seems no choice
But to wreck and steal and loot and burn
Alas these boys will never learn.

No! they are not boys they’re thugs at last
No thought for others it’s just a blast
If people die defending others they do not care
What they want they will simply take.

The politicians cut councils money
Closed centres in community’s
Counsil’s can’t cope so cut’s are made                                                                     Terrible decisions they have to take.

I do not agree with whats happening
We do not want an ‘Arab Spring’
Riots buy day fire by night
It’s not what people want so they will fight to defend.

History shows this is the case
Social changes came from desperation
Is this what we want fear and unrest
No police to protect us because there are less.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc