Liquorice Footprints.

I am currently working on uploading the Indie Book Banter interview with this raw young talent but you have to check out this her signature poem. We LOVE it.

Bernie-the-Bolt {Poet}

Yes. Capitalism is failing people!
Hungry mouths, fragile bones.
Government’s sucking: ‘Ice-Cream’ cones.
‘Categorisation’ to determine eligibility.
Welcome to the contested invisibility
Liquorice Language on: ‘Thorny Crowns’
Democracy rises like Bread, in all towns.
Smokes my pockets, leaves me in slums.
Paints me in numbers, with filthy bums
Spaghetti Junction, as we lose control.
Diced like meat, cubed into their hole.
I’m ejecting cookies, rolled up to throw.
Into your hands, as you chalk us; down low
Self-Assessment forms, in a pickled mess.
Under pressure, intense feelings of stress
‘I Daniel Blake’ deserved better, a fair trial
Unjust actions left me ‘Out Cold’, in style.
I’ll just lick the gutter and die with a disease.
Spit-Polish your shoes. Bent down, on my knees.
It’s time to get ‘Anarchic’ and fight back hard
With ‘Punk Fashion Nails’; for many blow, scarred.
Let’s turn back in time, ‘Cher’ 50 years on…

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