The nation was again to be great
Return to glories, no vassal state
But in fermenting their deadly drink
Numbing senses of those that think
These artisans of poison choice
Claiming to hear the people’s voice
Crafted a bitter bitter brew so bad
That the people did ask
Exactly;
How is this better than what we had?
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by Derek Morrison
Mind of driver
Place to be
Mental toolkit
Survival key.
Don’t perceive
Road like you
Insulated box
Sans environment cue.
Street metal
Raise no alarm
Holes and bumps
Cause no harm.
Thorn and gravel
Or scattered mire
Zero influence
Low profile tyre.
Don’t understand
Why you weave
So much road
Perceive you thieve.
Many cyclists
Driver be
Many drivers
Want cycle free.
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by Derek Morrison
Skyline monuments — wind turbines
But how to store the wind and sun
Not thought about as policies spun
And so we pay to Grid not feed
If wind and sun they have no need
Renewable energy going to waste
From policies made in unseemly haste.
Green power storage first must be cracked
For move from fossils to be backed
Much conversion figures in this quest
Although no solution has yet proved best.
But a certain irony has come to pass
Green electricity is turned to gas
Or it can be used to power a pump
Moving water uphill for later dump
Or compressing air can be its fate
For driving turbines at later date.
But wait …
Here come the disruptive events
For hydrocarbons now cost fewer cents
Oil’s demise has been much tracked
But now the shale is truly fracked
And the Arabs then lowered the price
So we embrace again our fossil vice.
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