Covid-19

Poems and ponderings on the health crisis that hit the world in early 2020.

Triolet: Grab That Jab

Stick that needle in my arm

And get me safe and vaccinated

Hush the waves of false alarm

Stick that needle in my arm

Protect the herd from virus harm

Stay cool and keep refrigerated

Stick that needle in my arm

And get me safe and vaccinated

Triolet: End of Lockdown 2

It looks as though the lockdown

is going to end in tiers

For while we count the clock down

it looks as though the lockdown

is ending with a knockdown

of haircuts, meals and beers

It looks as though the lockdown

is going to end in tears

TUC report reveals racism but offers no answer

Published in Solidarity 562:

A TUC report, Dying on the job: racism and risk at work, has revealed the deep-seated racism that underlies the higher impact of Covid-19 on black and minority ethnic (BME) people, but its proposals fall well short of what is needed.

In the early days of the pandemic, it became clear that BME people were dying at a significantly greater rate. Compared with white people, black people are more than four times as likely to die from Covid-19, Bangladeshi and Pakistani people more than one-and-a-half times as likely.

Pick For Britain

basket of apples

Britain needs pickers
We have a picking drought
Particularly since we’ve kicked our usual pickers out

So pick yourself up
and dust yourself down
Pick up a lift heading out of your town

Here’s your harvest
basket – fill it!
Harnessing the wartime spirit!

Dig for Britain
saw us through
Let’s pick to fight off Covid too!

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