Facing the New Year
Janus standing on the threshold, his rear
View taking in the past fifty two weeks,
When prices rose again to higher peaks
As wages fell. It begins to appear
Food banks are for many possessed by fear
Of impoverishment. Meanwhile, war still seeks
Pyrrhic victories for psychotic freaks
Posing as helmsmen, claiming they can steer
Their ships of state to port in some promised land,
That capital’s already colonised,
Drained and reduced to destitution.
The climate’s taken more than it can stand,
While socialism remains unrealised.
Janus looks for New Year resolution.