The brief needle in my arm and onwards the dog with the slobbered tennis ball the boys braving bare feet in the stream and onwards soft wind still with a sharp edge the brief needle in my arm the tumble song of the ice cream van and onwards
Nurses bursaries scrapped Wages capped Students unpaid, betrayed By a stratified social system That ***** on the helpless and the selfless "Gratitude" is expressed Not by redressing the balance But with a clap Followed by a stab in the back: Oh, snap.
We're sick of your hollow applause: pause Rewind your mind three years To when you jeered And blocked their cause with a cheer: Tell me, is your conscience clear?
And when we think You can't sink any lower You throw a fresh blow: Increase front line pay But decline the same for our warriors in blue Who saved your **** neck on that ICU
And the saddest part Of this sorry story, Tory Is we're outraged and dismayed At the disdain you've displayed But amazed? No. Your track record is traceable Applause a mere mask Tasked with shielding years of austerity That's crippled our NHS With alarming prosperity
This proverbial ******* Will linger In the memories of those who chose A career of care Over privilege and flair
Heroes wear blue Blue like the sky Keep looking up,we’ll get by
Heroes wear blue Each one a star Shinning through the night
Heroes wear blue So keep doing what you do I know it’s hard, but we will get through Whatever colour you wear thank you for being there So from all our hearts -that’s where love starts Thank you for being you !
A poem to say thank you to all the NHS You are all heroes thank you!
To clap, or not to clap, that is the question Whether it’s nobler in the mind to give Undying love to those who save us Or by opposing, expose those Who have systematically underfunded A public fed service with malice It dies, we die, there’s the rub Chatter and cheer will rightly raise from Many whose hearts are true and proud Whose hearts must be hardened Next at the ballot box to lift us: There is no country without unity No unity without truth, no economy Without each and every soul, always
Working while COVID is lurking, You are selflessly nursing and returning, Those that were hurting, Sometimes it can be disconcerting But remember, we are chirping because of you, Thank you for serving.
Dedicated to all Front line workers doing their all to fight COVID. You guys are awesome We all thank you from the bottom of our hearts!
I see the ones who don't see anyone. Their skin is as fragile as the pages in an old book and they look at me with eyes that have read it all, seen it all and are still scared. I know their loved ones; the worried fingers that lace and unlace as they stare a hole in the space between their shoes, unused to the barriers, fighting every instinct just to keep dear ones safe. When I grace their bedside, adjust the pillows behind their heads, I think; every touch is their touch - the ones that can't be close - reaching through closed doors. Every look is their look. Every word of comfort are words those loved ones would say. I hope they know, and I pray they are no longer alone.
For the nurses who are looking after people with coronavirus. Caring for them in spite of their own health and being a comfort to the people who are in qaurantine and cannot see their families.