Red nose poem

It’s red nose day today.

A day upon which we’re made to play, a day for having ‘fun’, a day to help those we usually shun.

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Hurrah for the organized kindness they cheer as the number rises kidding themselves that they’re helping

Like they ‘help’ save the poles from melting.

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I will probably watch tonight, over a beer

Parts interest me, as I wrote here

That’s not to say I don’t realise the harm

It oppresses people, but I’ll keep calm.

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People mistake charity for something great

Not realising things are better handled by the state..

Charities trap people, needing people to need

While remaining fronts for their administers greed.

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So watch tonight, if you must only don’t think it’s right or just.

To think that is to be a fool

For to charty we are but tools.

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