http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/12/21/prompt-forgive/
Maggie really messed my mind
I couldn’t focus, couldn’t find
She played with my full deck
The eighties were a nightmare ’cause
I hated all she said, no pause
In drivel. Flippin’ heck!
Such a feeling in my heart!
My first to loathe, an awful start
To hate another person
Hearing her on my TV
Could fill my soul with misery
I had to stop from listening
If only just to stop the tide
Of hatred that I felt inside
So angry at her reason
How could she quote St. Francis when
Her charity was stripped barren
All I felt was treason
That such a one should preach to us
Say she knew because she was
A simple grocer’s daughter
Stripped industry, denationalised,
So many hated and despised
When her minions said all ought to
‘Get on your bikes! Go find the work!’
‘No shysters here! Don’t try to shirk!
There’s work for those that matter.’
Of course, the truth was underplayed
Really it was not relayed
That employment was all scattered
Across the country far and wide
Leave family and home to find
Or else you get no dole
Humble men with working pride
In earnest, they began to fight
To make themselves feel whole
For ethic of the working man
Is so important in their plan
To feed and house those closest
Being called a layabout or worse
Felt like Tories had all cursed
Those who work the most
In Scottish land the hate was great
We felt it. God, we filled with hate
At woman and her peers
I shouted and I walked the streets
Demonstrated, fought for weeks
And months and many years
Eventually I tired of
The hatred fuelled by her because
It drained my spirit so
I stood at last in public forum
Relinquished feelings of all harm
I really let it go
Repentance, no, well not as such,
More preservation for self, so much
Hatred breaks a heart
I let it be and fought with might
Focused on a better fight
We got our brand new start
