On Not Being Political

[one for the Gooseberry Garden Poetry Picnic week 15]

On the Issue of "Strike One for Britain"

Today the dead kept dying
Though funeral directors were at home.
Today the children kept learning
Though  there were teachers in Costa Coffee.
Today the weather kept happening
Though the forecasters had left the building.
Today people once again became ill
Though the theatres were not operating at full stretch.
Today most of the job centres were open
Though sadly few of them were offering jobs.

And today the sun shone.
And today children went to the cinema.
And today the coffee shops were full.
And today there were only twenty four more shopping days left to panic over.

[This is no political criticism...simply that life goes on...oh well maybe that there are very few jobs coming up in the job centres...I'll admit that!]