Toxic fumes – party spirit fills the air
Suspicion, aggression, division – they’re all there
Treating one another with disdain
Kindergarten trends, Westminster terrain
There goes the blue-eyed, mafia-like mob
ruthlessly manipulated by Councillor Rob,
facing Councillor Mike’s dishevelled crew
(those red flag-flyers through and through)
Discordant seeds abundantly sown
springing up to harvest when full grown.
Anger, acrimony, prejudice prevail
Be not surprised when social fabrics fail
Divided communities never, ever stand,
breeding grounds for an extremist hand.
Voice of moderation must be heard
Will any recognise ‘prophetic’ word
“You’re not here party interest to seek
but Higher Will, common good, raise the weak.
Go, serve a generation: that’s your goal !
Bringing folk together, making whole”
Written to express my personal dismay at the partisan politicization
of Brigg Town Council, which recently took a dramatic turn