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”


faithful wounds

Written to express my personal dismay at the partisan politicization

of Brigg Town Council, which recently took a dramatic turn