Sweet Land

SWEET LAND

Ain’t got no health care.
Congress, they took it, but hell!
I’ve still got my guns.

I ain’t got no dough
For health insurance, so I
Put my trust in God.

Ain’t got no money
For my meds, got no estate
For zero Death Tax.

Fallin’ through the cracks.
Welcome to America,
‘Cos it’s great again!

© Copyright RC Clermont 2017

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Self

Self

Life in the fast lane;

defective product. Bin it;

Write, Live, Love, Escape

 

© Copyright RC Clermont 2015

From: ‘Reflections 3‘.  (available at Amazon; part of the ‘Reflections‘ series of haiku verse).

 

Promised Land

PROMISED LAND

Computer-scored theme,
Optimistic,
This the corporate
World vision pitch.

Drone-footage sweeps
Of city scapes,
Fields and pastures,
Of azure skies.

Bright-faced families,
Blonde, clean-clothed, white-toothed,
Immaculately groomed,
The dream, marketed.

Whither the poisoned springs,
Ground waters, streams and rivers?
Chemical spillages,
Enviro damages?

The corrupted civil servants,
In-the-pocket politicians?
The workhouse conditions
And child slave-labourers?

The overburdened mothers,
Humiliated fathers?
The jobless degree-holders,
And zero-hours contractors?

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The view From Parliament Hill (#stanza 9 of 9)

THE VIEW FROM PARLIAMENT HILL

Beneath this great lake
Lies once prestige real estate,
And if evoked with joyful coldness,
The once landed had become landless.
At night, those City towers no longer blaze wastefully.
When darkness falls, the only lights to see
Are those of buoys in warning,
Blinking and bobbing,
And channel- marking
Where it’s safe for daytime boating parties
And picture-taking touring barges
For navigating leisurely.

© RC CLERMONT 2017

The View From Parliament Hill (stanza #8)

THE VIEW FROM PARLIAMENT HILL

 

Further still westward
Stand England’s symbols of Church and State;
The towers of the Minster Abbey
Wherein the nation’s monarchs were annoited
To Zadok chorals and vivat, vivat,
And, standing in propinquity,
The remnants, collapsed partially,
Of Pugin’s Parliament,
And, no longer extant,
The clock tower in arrest perpetually.
No more laws of enslavement
Or of Malthusian experiment.

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The View From Parliament Hill (stanza #7)

THE VIEW FROM PARLIAMENT HILL

A visual history tour can be taken.
In silent dignity
The upper structures of Wren’s Panthéon
Stand in an interpretation
Of Canaletto’s transportation
Of that great cathedral
To the Venetian Canal Grand.
One can espy
The Tower Bridge structures,
And Guilliaume’s keep prison.
Panning further west, one can wonder
At the finger of the communications tower.

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The View From Parliament Hill (stanza # 6)

THE VIEW FROM PARLIAMENT HILL

 

To a new generation –

Not having witnessed the inundation-

These now dead icons

Standing in the Basin

Is as if their construction

Had been on the instruction

Of a late vain-glorious tycoon,

And which now stand like follies

Upon a vast ornamental lagoon.

Ergo, it is adjudged, this vain exhibition

Belies the savage activity

That once occurred therein.

© Copyright RC Clermont 2017