The Angry Man

24/11/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation



There’s an angry, angry man

Sitting in a house

He doesn’t even own

And definitely doesn’t deserve



He’s a man who cannot tell

The truth from a bald-faced lie

And will not be corrected

When he undoubtedly gets it wrong



He’s angry at his colleagues

Who play by the rules

Thinking they should have his back

No matter what the cost



He’s angry at his rivals

For their very existence

And what he sees as

Favourable treatment



He’s angry at his predecessor

For getting so much done

Despite the road blocks put in front of him

And the rising racism he faced



He’s angry at those subservient

When they will not tow the line

Making outlandish, spiteful claims

About their ability and integrity



He’s angry at the media

For uncovering the deeds

He’d rather have kept hidden

From the public's prying eyes



He’s angry at other leaders

Who ask him to uphold deals

That go against his bigoted ideals

So he hangs up on them instead



He’s angry at the intelligence agencies

For bringing intelligence to light

Because it reflects poorly on his image

As a man in complete control



He’s angry at comedians

Who so often take the piss

Creating skits of his administration

That are far too close for comfort



He’s angry at the citizens

Who demand he do his job

Because they ask more than he can give

And he hates to be seen as weak



He’s angry at the courts

Who throw out his frivolous suits

Because he has no actual evidence

And even his lawyers know that



He’s angry at democracy

For standing in his way

And not letting him be the supreme leader

That he thinks he deserves to be



But after four long years of anger

His reign of terror is nearly done

Though he’ll fight it every step of the way

Like a toddler throwing a tantrum



And when’s finally evicted

From the house upon the hill

He’ll turn his anger to fear

When he realises he’s on his own

The Address

23/11/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation



Politics and sexism have gone hand in hand

For more years than I care to remember

Some more subtle than others but

None of it warranted in the least.



You would have thought that calling attention

To act after disgraceful act of misogyny

Would slow it down somewhat

But the bull keeps raging on.



I could address every such instance

And the expose would take many volumes

Given I can think off the top of my head

Of at least ten in only five years.



But none of these events should have happened

When it was so succinctly spelled out

In that famous speech eight years ago

By one Julia Gillard, PM.



Each and every woman should repeat

On a loop if deemed necessary

Those famous words she did utter

Regarding the leader of the opposition.



        I will not be lectured

        About sexism

        And misogyny

        By this man.



She went on in astounding detail

To recount his many misdeeds

And, to use her perfectly accurate words,

His repulsive double standards.



This address fell on the deaf ears

Of the men who should help lead our country

And even other women as well

Who make excuses for their colleagues behaviour.



Fast forward to more recent times

When a female member of parliament

Offered her resignation from her party

And the male members walked out on her.



Or perhaps when the supposed leader

Turned his back to play on his phone

Ignoring a female member of parliament

As she spoke to those assembled.



If our leaders cannot set an example

Of how to exercise equality of the sexes

What hope this there for society

Unless we remove them from power.



We must address the problem

By using our democratic right

To vote for people who walk the walk

Instead of just paying lip service to change.






The full transcript of Julia Gillard’s 2012 Misogyny Speech can be found here:

https://singjupost.com/julia-gillards-misogyny-speech-2012-full-transcript/?singlepage=1

Holding my Breath

09/06/2020 - Iso Well-Being Compilation

 

I used to think that people would change,

That they’d somehow see the light

And they’d wonder how they ever thought

As they once did.

 

I see reasonable seeming people

Hold the most bizarre beliefs possible

When it comes to politics or religion

Or just how to treat other folk.

 

It’s an uphill battle over the simplest of topics

Like treating people equally

When it comes to the colour of their skin

Or their sexuality or their gender.

 

Trying to have a civil conversation

About anything slightly controversial

And you turn into a modern-day Sisyphus

Rolling a very large stone up that hill.

 

So, now, I just state my piece

And get on with the rest of my day

Knowing that people don’t change

And there’s no point holding my breath.