This is a disability assessment
This is for Personal Independence Payment
This is death
This is humiliation
This is judgement day
This is the fine line between scrounger and innocent
This is the difference between food bank or a food shop
This is being able to heat your home
This is the key your freedom
This is the key your destitution
This is your fate- decided
This is a prompt for a UN enquiry
This is a test
This is a trial
This is ‘yes’ ‘no’ ‘sometimes’
This is the way the government defines disability
This is wrong
This needs to stop
This kills disabled people
When will that be enough?
Image credit: http://www.scriptonitedaily.com/2013/03/29/our-last-good-friday-easter-monday-beginning-of-the-end-for-uk-poor/
Can you help me?
It’s just the world has changed and I am not sure I recognise it anymore
At what point did the sea
Pure and cleansing
Begin washing up the bodies of those escaping war?
When did it begin, I ask
That the notion of fearing and berating those of another skin colour
Became the norm
“No dogs, No blacks, no Irish”
Is this soon set in stone?
“No dogs, no Muslims, no refugees”
At what point will the world stop turning?
When will bombs stop falling in the name of peace?
Never has the shakesperian phrase been so true
That there are indeed daggers in men’s smiles
They gleam in the mouths of corrupt politicians
Who put money before the masses
Can you help me please?
For I, like many
Am lost and afraid
[apologies, it’s been awhile. Third year of uni is tooo busy. I just sort of jotted this out!]