The news in verse

Hey Blog! This post is about things you find in a small book on the top shelf, probably very dusty, and with a rather boring front cover (at least that’s the stereotypical view) but what’s inside are little gems: It’s poetry week!

I love poetry. It’s a way of putting feelings, moments, and anything else that interests you in a little bundle of words with some interesting devices. You may be of the view that a poem has to rhyme, like my Dad, or you could be of the view that anything in verses can be classed as a poem, like Mum. However, though I generally feel there is something missing from the non-rhymed ones, I feel that if there is no rhythm at all, the thing doesn’t really work as a proper poem. As may be supposed from this, I write my own poems mostly with rhyme, and always with rhythm.

All the news lately seems horrible and sad and all about things that will kill people or have already done so, and I thought a few weeks ago that I could write a poem which was funny and serious about everything that’s going on in the world right now, as a record of autumn 2022 and a little thing I could do to tell people about what’s happening. This is the most recent poem I have done and was finished this evening, especially for this blog, and is as follows:

The News

By Kit Bailey

We’ve got a political future to fear,

This has been a three prime minister year,

Boggis, Liz, and Sunak too –

What is Westminster coming to!

Brexit didn’t work (Cough cough),

The gov’nment tried to fob us off,

The agreements STILL aren’t signed –

Do they think that we are blind!

Inflation’s put all prices up,

Count your pennies in a cup,

The cost of living’s sky-high now,

Another botch we won’t allow!

Climate change is more and more,

Greenhouse gasses heav’n to floor,

All activists are in a fit;

Soon world leaders will COP it!

Ukrainian army fights the Russians,

Around the world has repercussions,

Grain unsold, gas unbought,

Another source of energy sought.

What will happen in next year?

What will we so shortly fear?

Whate’re happens, don’t cry about it,

Find something to do about it!