The Coffin of Democracy
A nail for the times we find ourselves in:
post-truth, post-decency, post-shame.
A nail for the lie on the side of a bus.
A nail apiece for the lies at despatch box,
podium, in front of cameras, the lies
told to foment the crowds. A nail
for each denial of wrongdoing. A nail
for each headline taking his side.
A nail apiece for the bullish refusals
to do the right thing and resign. A nail
for every blowhard insistence
there’s a job to do and a need to move on.
A nail for every frontbench smirk. For every
transaction behind closed doors.
For every MP who enables
the hammering in of these dozens,
these hundreds, these uncountable nails.
A nail for the rule book torn to shreds.
Neil Fulwood was born in 1972 and is still alive. He lives in Nottingham and works as a bus driver. He has published four collections and two pamphlets with various presses.