Castrated And Hated For Speaking Out (Andrew Brigden)

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

Another day
The tyrant's want to silence
Someone with things to say
Can't actually believe it's a Tory MP
Castrated and hatred
Andrew Brigden is his name
He's been thrown under the bus with blame
The Tories won't open an enquiry and that's a shame
They know the vaccines damage and maim
I've had three but not getting more
They wanted war
Between vaccinated and unvaccinated
Stoking division and hatred
I didn't get the jab for myself
It was for my Niece
We stuck in a perpetual motion
Of control that won't cease

  • Author: Shaunmatthewcpoetry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 13th, 2023 02:41
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  • L. B. Mek

    'They wanted war
    Between vaccinated and unvaccinated
    Stoking division and hatred'
    (tried and tested methods:
    divide to concur
    segregate, to rule over)
    imagine a world
    where 60% of its industries
    ceased to operate
    for months at a time
    for multiple years
    caused by a plague, we know
    was manmade
    and yet here we are, back to normal
    billions of lives effected
    and not a single person held, accountable
    and beneath it all, is that cesspool
    where profiteering vultures
    made trillions for themselves and their friends
    but all is well, now
    world has been conditioned to grab masks
    at every sneeze
    I wonder what they have in store for us next
    we decimated Iraq for its phantom WMD's
    while we watch-on
    as WMD's are utilised to condemn our realities
    8 billion people, subjugated
    by the strategic fear, wielded
    by the 1% in power...
    no one can write, dystopian fantasy
    as fantastical
    as the reality we endure, every day of our lives

  • Kinsey Peterson

    Even in a poem riddled with anger and blame, it was lovely to see compassion within it. "For my niece." May those familial bonds withstand the test of political disarray.



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