Random #109

“The only difference as compared with the old, outspoken slavery is this, that the worker of today seems to be free because he is not sold once for all, but piecemeal by the day, the week, the year, and because no one owner sells him to another, but he is forced to sell himself in this way instead, being the slave of no particular person, but of the whole property-holding class.”

– Friedrich Engels

Limbo Affects Lives (1pm)

Let us out

Or lock us in

It doesn’t matter

You’ll never win

For some won’t be told

What to do

You can talk and talk

‘Til your face is blue

But what would help

Is to make a decision

Perhaps then a plan

Would meet less derision

For every day you’re spending

Pissing about like a prick

Lives are needlessly ending

And some don’t give a shit

So come on Boris

Give the public what they want

Just do the job we all pay you for

You fucking fumbling cunt

‘Meat Is Murder’

Well I hope you’ve enjoyed

Your murdered bird

I can’t think of anything

More absurd

Than to eat your friends

On Christmas Day

Proclaiming such abuse

As the Christian way

There’s Only One Side

How
much
longer

Must
we
wait

To
put
an
end

To
this
debate

Surely
any
human
being
can see

A
racist,
corrupt,
misogynistic
cunt

Never
should a
President
be

Across The Pond

Get
off
your
arse
and
vote

And
do it
right
this
time
please

Your
country
has,
for
too
long,

Been
on
its
fucking
knees

One Way Ticket

What
will
it
cost

To
see
you
off

And
for
you
never

To
return

Whatever
it is

I’ll
take
that
hit

For
a life

Without
concern

Tory Voters

You may well clap

And call out a cheer

But what have you done

For the rest of the year?

Hearing you support us tonight

Really made me shiver

It’s just so galling that before now

You’ve sold the NHS down the river

Independence

Looking
into the
void

Lives
destroyed

But we
will never
give in

Minds
annoyed

Hearts
unemployed

Yet hopeful
we can
still win

Mixed Race

I did
everything
I could
to fit in

But yet
I was
still an
outcast

Neither
side
understood
me

The gulf
between
the two
too vast

Capitalist Bullshit

Happiness
doesn’t
come for
free

For that
you need
to have
money

Why should
you expect
anything
more

If you are
living
amongst
the poor

Every Friday Is Black

Fuck off
with your
‘One Day Only’
deals

The endless
emails and
pathetic
sales spiels

Think about
those already
in over
their head

And go hawk
your wares
somewhere
else instead

On This Street

One woman cries at the kitchen sink

One man pours himself another drink

One woman sits in her bedroom binge eating

One man gives another a beating

One man rocks himself to sleep

One woman prays the lord her soul to keep

One man paces going quietly mad

One woman realises she’s been had

One man cries for the loss of his wife

One woman downs pills to end her life

They all know, deep down, their lives are shit

But, on this street, they are powerless to change it

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