on british intelligence’s taste in interior decoration

it's good to burn bridges 
when they're built by bastards
who occupy cozy offices
in central london office blocks

it's good to burn bridges
when they're built by agencies
who occupy anything
but spaces of self-reflection

and who are incapable
of respecting the enemies we face
to such an extent that they then see ...
... they always see themselves

as better than anyone else
and thus will remain inferior forever
to everyone out there far or near
who ever you'll find out here at all

because british intelligence
is anything but ...
and british intelligence
is stuck in that rut ... well it is ...

... of empire and suchlike
and then it's the pleasant island
and verdant and stuff
and so well ... they say and oh they may

but actually not at all at all
and so then again as eyesight dulled
and vision quite blinded and sullied and hidden
and quite blinkered and suffering

as if the tree of oak itself
is rotting from the core
and nothing more is to be done
when all is sung and said

and just the well-read remain as saviours
who actually can't any more anyways
in a country where the rule of law
is no longer treasured by the enforcers of the same

never mind the citizens they once said they served
and so it's as if it's a stain on the country's disdain
in respect of anything that might truly lead
to life and its wily interventions

greater now it's true
than the declensions of the idiots
who run this country through influence not politics
like the strata of medieval wastes grossly uncovered

as they make haste
oh they do
to run the lives of me and you
as badly as one might wish to conceive

because they have no idea at all
and they really have none worth talking of
whilst instead of chasing the real criminality
they prefer to focus on you and me

saying our desire for privacy
makes us just as dangerous
as those they let slip in cities of the north
and others of balding and silly nick

and as they did so terribly that day
and as they claimed to rue the horror
anyhow and every way
they let the bad they lost sight of at such cost

bomb to awful bits the innocents of terror
whilst all this time
they've feathered their own closets and offices
into things quite truly grand and fine

as if the most important thing today
in all our democracy of hey and wow
is to show how good
their taste in interior decoration

enables their decidedly stylish and cool
creatively fabulous comforts of label
rule over the safety of the ordinary citizens
who find themselves utterly unable any more

dying hopelessly in the gutters as they are
of the homeless and the buggered
that end up left all to one side
by the men of british intelligence

who knowing all they have
all these years of strife
actually and truly and forcefully and cruelly
really really don't give a fuck


a patriot’s lament

i was born without asking
to the country i grew up to love
as a britain which deserved the adjective
of great
because it strove to do
good
across the political spectrum
for every citizen
and so i felt proud of being british i did

but now the tawdry and brexit-ridden
have renamed my nation-state
and i can no longer call myself
the nationality
i was born to:
for i am now officially uk-ish

but what prideful claim can that deliver
when -ish becomes a "sort of"
instead of a proclamation
of historical courage
and grit
and of the terrible determinations
forged
in times of awful warfare
where everyone of us cared
for everyone of us
and no one was ever less
for owning less

for this is the patriot's lament:
how the savagely thoughtless
political class
we now have upon us
brutally operate on us
as they do
from the boardrooms
of foul directorships
and sailing-ships
run with the dirty monies
of foreign largesse
embedded and encrusted
in a society of the most debilitated

and as it witnesses
the illegitimate invasions
of not-so-distant lands
we must remember
that whilst hitler and that other russia
(being the same russia
after all)
were enemies easy to espy
and define as such
today's dictators of equally abusive bent
wear suits of the nicest
and tread stages of the finest
and rub shoulders
with the tech monsters
of the cruellest

and so as the patriot i am
does lament the falling away
of what it once was to be british
and proud of the fact
with tact too
that in a hard world
being such was a foundation stone
of democracy
still as that patriot of kindly encouragement
i hold out hope that there may resurge
good forces in the land
i refuse to rename the uk
because myself i never will be uk-ish
in that ambiguity
of reclusive criminality
that i now bear witness to

because being british born
and british bred
my head tells me i shall always remain
conscious of the FOUR nations
that SHOULD make up freely our federation
of beautiful
and collective
future-present wisdoms

where the past may no longer need
to hang heavily
over what we show to the rest of the world
and our own heads all
may equally be held higher
than the recent past
allows

for what has been
and what we've seen
can just as easily be
a manual of instructions of what NOT to do
as it currently serves those
who serve themselves abusively
of the rest of us
in respect of how better
to constrict our aspirations
to do good
in a world which desperately needs our would:
being where we find again
the bravery that being british once meant ...

... before the patriot's lament
rang out deeply
and profoundly
riven as it now is
with the gravity and sadness
of lives disposed of cheaply
and carelessly
by business and political leaders both
who continue to choose
the roads of personal enrichment
over public service

and so it is
and so it may be
that all of us
being you and me
and we together
might find that retribution for evil deeds
need NOT contain the vengeance
of the gods of old
for we could remember
that british bred
and british born
and having once been
the mother of all parliaments
and so fine with this aspiration
as we furthered a step-by-step process
of moving slowly but utterly sure
we may return once again
to being ...
this GREAT BRITAIN!

qcdocu.com — my new quality control and proofreading service

Hope today is a better day for us all, even as we must always commemorate its awful awful tragic and terrifying past.

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