It’s a funny old world isn’t it?

It’s a funny old world isn’t it?

It’s a funny old world isn’t it? Why should we care what happens in another country?
Don’t we have enough problems, trying to survive our government’s decisions
Constant pressure to help others in dire need, urgent pleas for assistance
Wide eyed children, masses of humanity in peril, disaster almost daily
Guilt trip if we ignore the media stoked desperation unfolding day by day
The world wide web, tv and the media catching us in their deadly embrace
Breeding feelings of injustice, inequality, rising racial prejudice, distrust of immigrants
Expectation that someone from a far flung country we may not have heard of
Should automatically benefit from help from our governments, ourselves
What is YOUR government doing? What are YOU doing to help?
Perhaps we should ask other questions, possibly difficult questions to answer:
Sitting in our inadequately heated homes, no matter how small, damp, squalid
Drinking tea, penny pinching to make ends meet, trying to keep our heads above water
We watch the news and tut-tut at the state of the world, at the mess it is in
Perhaps in our heads we wish we could make things right, solve all the world’s problems
Aware, yet distanced from the woes by blaring adverts and catching up on favourite shows
Whilst thoughtfully stirring spoonfuls of sugar into our tea, ignoring the health warnings
Adding a tot or two of alcohol, just a bit won’t hurt, surely not ‘dementia’ in the offing
That cream cake dripping with icing and full of luscious real dairy cream looks mouth-watering
Could really do with a cigarette too, ah that’s better… as the coal fire burns brightly in the grate
Whatever is happening in the world, nothing that tea, alcohol, real cream cake, a cigarette and a nice warm fire can’t fix
Jolting suddenly awake, to find that your nightmare was real, the world is in a sorry state:
The enemy is in your midst, the ‘Health’ fanatics… no soothing sugary cup of tea, no strong alcohol,
nothing for your sweet tooth, no relaxing cigarette and no coal to warm your fire
It’s a funny old world isn’t it? Why should we care what happens in another country?
We have enough enemies destroying our own, undermining our own rights
Rights to make our own choices, good or bad, without ‘nanny state’ interference
The world may be falling apart around us but there is ‘no place like home’, if we have one
‘An Englishman’s home is his castle’… but only until repossession or care home fees
For some a nice short one-way trip to Switzerland, if affordable, some assistance might be nice
I wonder if you could be welcomed with tea, alcohol, cream cake, last cigarette, (if not the coal fire)
Though watching the embers dying on a coal fire might be the final treat
© 2015, Lesley Saine

[This poem started off by thinking about all that is wrong in the world and how it could be viewed from different perspectives]

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