She was the honourable Margaret to the right, But to the left, as Margaret Thatcher Vilified and infamously renowned for Being the primary school milk snatcher. A humble grocer's daughter from Grantham A tory in thought, words and deeds. Rising through the ranks to become Prime Minister with a strict capitalist creed. For eleven years, this Iron Lady Gagged the unions and trampled the poor, Sold off the utilities, making shareholders rich, Announcing "Society is no more." The lady would not turn, so a bloody coup Turfed her out and now thirty years on Her legacy is still felt by the homeless needy Cos the council houses were sold and the profits gone.
Society will exist as long as someone cares About justice and peace, parity for all. She may be sainted by those on the right, But socialists cheer her downfall.
I started running 14 years ago to help manage anxiety and depression and found the endorphins helped me in another way...to write my sermons for Sunday.... and then inspiration came for poetry. A Christmas present 2017 was a book by Jo Bell, challenging the reader to write a poem a week for a year. This blog showcases these and other poems composed on the run.
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