CITIZEN,

CITIZEN

I came across
Diogenes the philosopher
in the centre of Manchester

tight in
his barrel he sat, observing
everything,
cynically appraising
the escalation of vitriol
between the
cause of
the blue frauds versus
the red cartel as (to his
mind) it
grew ever nearer
to outright
civil
war

amused by the diatribes
and the impending
demise
    of football

nevertheless did not
wish
    to upset me by
further reminding

how much
he had
      taught me about
money and power

run
   away corruption

the curse
     of our
species

killing all
we love dear

I came across the philosopher
Diogenes
          paragon of wisdom

the Manchester Metropolitans
not yet
    got their
act together in
      moving him on.
   
   

AT WHOSE BEHEST?

AT WHOSE BEHEST?

at whose
behest

are you
doing this

colluding, concurring,
purring at their feet?

who got you
follow the money trapped
in their cash register?

indeed
caught in high definition
most compromising position

your crass
negligence, infernal
duplicity, perverse criminal
energy
    over and above
your demented insanity

about to cost
us our lives, every
piece of our world