Author, C A Middleton
poverty
No. 221
Anyone For Seconds? By CpSingleton © 2014 It doesn’t matter does it? I could fill your minds with Images of the destitute and The desperately hunger children. Innocents eyes that look out Onto a world they didn’t agree To be born into. Where they crawl Around in filth to eat and sleep. I could rattle … Continue reading
Too Skint For Morals?! By C.p. Singleton
I try not to care about money. It’s a subject that’s not very funny. But when I’ve just been paid From a job that’s low grade You’d think the weekend’d be sunny. However the dark clouds’ve massed The money wasn’t meant to last. I’ve worked my arm ’til it’s dead It’s all blotchy ‘n’ numb … Continue reading
Too Skint For Morals?! By C.p. Singleton
I try not to care about money. It’s a subject that’s not very funny. But when I’ve just been paid From a job that’s low grade You’d think the weekend’d be sunny. However the dark clouds’ve massed The money wasn’t meant to last. I’ve worked my arm ’til it’s dead It’s all blotchy ‘n’ numb … Continue reading
Cheap Goods: Cheaper Lives.
£5 for a two slice toaster. I feel strangely Fagan-esque paying. I must be hurting someone; It’s so cheap is all I’m saying. The user manual has to cost More than the light plastic. I’m bothered by the dubious history, but Our needs are purely drastic. Is that how they grab you? Blind … Continue reading
It’s Coming For you Next. By C.p. Singleton. (C)
Mark slouches on his threadbare bed with a sigh. We follow his sad gaze around the the cheap, box of a bedsit. His breathing is the only noise we hear. A slight whistle with each inhale through his nostrils. His sad eyes pass over the broken tv in the corner; the tarnished mirror by the … Continue reading
Ideas from an Empty Cupboard. By C.p. Singleton (c) 2013
Breakfast time is easy When there’s food in the Well stocked cupboard. Else it’s a case of: Eggs on toast? Ugh! The last two slices of Bread would please Pasteur. Pancakes? No lemon. We must have lemon. We have chicken roll? We could wrap that in a pancake? Why you looking at me like that? … Continue reading
Shiny Shoes and Smiles. By C.p.Singleton (c) 2010
I found this in a wad of older poems and think it’s quite relevant… He stares out at the fields of grain, Counting pennies to keep him sane. Head bowed low in prayer of rain. It’s not enough these days. While the men with shiny shoes and smiles Come and go just like … Continue reading
Author, C A Middleton 