Unfair Trade

The British Mandate's broken promise,

an unfair trade, never honoured.

Oranges and lemons, say the bells of South Yemen,

You got a good bargain on the African carving,

When will you pay us?, say subcontinent natives.

You became rich, say the bells of Serendib.

Now boxing clever, with ringside neighbour:

May the odds be ever in your favour.

(Rishi Sunak, the UK prime minister, met with Benjamin Netanyahu in Israel, on 19th October, to declare the UK's support for the Israel prime minister and his country. He said, "we want you to win."

Win? The Hamas attacks on 7th October were not the beginning of animosity between Palestine and Israel. Israel has not suddenly become aware of Hamas as an enemy. I don't understand why the UK, and the US for that matter, seem to think that the Hamas atrocities of 7th October mark the start of a war that came out of nowhere.

To me, the people on the Gaza strip are like those in the arena in The Hunger Games).

Are You Right There, Marty?

You may talk of the pros of going railing
up, down, and across this country,
and all of the petrol fumes saving

by transporting yourself publicly.

You'd run for the train in the morning,

but you'd have to be there before eight.

And why bother with all of that jogging

when Renault's got wheels at your gate?

And as you're driving all terrains,

you hear yourself sing this refrain:

Are you right there, Marty, are you right?

As you travel free by morning, noon, and night.

RTÉ pays you for runnin'

a car that Renault's fundin',

it's the life, now, Marty,

it's the life.