Towers and showers
You fall then you rise
Making love to the clouds
It's mundane you despise
Let's cut to the chase
Keep our words short today
I'm proud of this city
Perhaps 'nice one' you'd say
I think you are awesome
In the day or the night
As the faces peer up
Or peek out to the sight
Of industrious city
Laced with tramways and cars
With it's heroes and humour
Or it's battle strewn scars
On the surface you're hard
Always up for a fight
Dig deeper.. discover
A heartbeat, you might
Whether homeless or minted
Perhaps just passing through
Our Mancunian spirit
Is now running through you.
You'll shudder at the sight of the stone!
A massive boulder, still it was thrown,
Steven hitting forcing out a groan,
As though to pieces he had just been blown!
Steven to Great Britain has been flown
His hospital bill their Union's loan;
Pains from bruised scalp continually grown,
Damage suspected to cranial bone...
Not much about attacker is known;
He's amusedly called on the phone,
For apologies in wretch's tone.
So, what has pale dying Steven done,
Attackers play - acting not real fun?.
Some placed in him their trust
Some thought he’d shine their light
He fooled the hearts of more than fools
He broke the strength of minds
We gave him the keys to our house
We placed in his hands our lives
Bending our minds to the lies of his truths
Trusting the words of media lies
He burned down our hopes and dreams
He killed something of Great Britain in British lives.
Us Brits have one thing in common
there's no rich folk that we ever trust,
for they don't give a damn who they're hurting
while striving to fulfil their lust.
We've seen it with our Politicians
our Actors and Police Force as well.
While they spend, Britain sinks in depression
giving everyone else living hell.
It would seem Beer's the only solution,
though drinking it to great excess
puts more bloody tax in their pockets
and does nothing to sort out the mess.
Now I am a real peacefully person
but I'd happily pick up a gun
and murder the bent twisted bastards
who ruin our lives for their fun.
This also applies to the dozens
protected by our BBC,
Hidden by Police, and the Rich Folk,
who let child abusers roam free.
Just what has become of our nation
or as it been always the same.
No wonder we Brits' drown our sorrows
- being drunk is less reason for shame.
Ivor G Davies
Government
Royal family, regal, royalties,
England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales are part of GB, Europe
Army, Air force, and Naval support
Treasures, tutoring, training
Buildings and gardens of significance
Rivers, rail and roads
Islands surrounded by sea
Territorial forces, tax tea and traffic
Archaeology, history unveiled and preserved
Industry
National pride, National Insurance, National Health Service