I took the test again today. Turned on Radio Four.

                Listened to a story about the homeless.

                              Then came kids orphaned by bomb blasts

                              in another country.

 

But that was too hard,

so I moved on …

 

Started up the car instead of doing the walking thing;

                it was raining and I needed stuff from the supermarket.

                              Saw a dead cat on the road side.

                              Shame, I thought.

                              Not my fault, not my problem.

 

Turned the page.

Moved on …

 

Joined the miserable in yet another shopping experience: 

                thought,  Fuck! It’s busy in here.

                              Stopped by the bargain counter:

                              cheap factory farmed meat and sweat shop shirts.

 

Pushed that stuff to the back

of my budget mind.

 

Don’t shake that tin in my face, pal:

                looked the other way,

                              went down a different aisle.

                              Bought a 10p shopping bag.

 

Got home and liked a page on Facebook:

supporting Westmorland and Furness Library Services.

 

I’ll take the resit tomorrow …

 

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=GrEPAu6Hiww