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Dave Alan Walker

Freshman - 1,426 Points (Pudsey, Leeds)

For Leeds City Council (Bedroom Tax)


I saw a man
with his wife and child
he had a tent and a worried smile

Going camping I said

No he said
I've lost my house
to the bedroom tax
going to have to sleep
in a field tonight
might be able to find
a place for tomorrow night

I said
I hope it turns out right for you
this bedroom tax just ain't right

I saw the man again tonight
looked like he'd been crying
Most of the day

I said
have you found somewhere
to stay tonight

He said
I've just been at the hospital
my wife and child died today
the tent caught fire
and they couldn't get away

I'd only gone to the shops
to get my boy a little toy
said he couldn't sleep
for all the noise he could hear

I don't need anywhere to stay anymore

Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013

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What could happen when the bedroom tax comes in.

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  • Rookie - 11 Points John Brown (4/28/2013 7:22:00 AM)

    Powerful little poem Dave. This government would have us all sleeping in the streets if it threatened their own wealth. As usual, they never think things through. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 221 Points John Shea (4/12/2013 8:02:00 PM)

    this is real emotion. Where we live and survive.Dave keep up the great poetry strories..
    Our lives are intertwinded with the people who are down trodden in this world. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,964 Points Valerie Dohren (4/4/2013 6:46:00 AM)

    Bedroom tax, petty and obscene - what next, I dread to think! ! The rich get richer and the poor get poorer. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 218 Points David Wood (4/2/2013 11:12:00 AM)

    The Tories like to keep the rich rich & the poor poor. I hope nobody dies as a result of this awful tax on the poor (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 218 Points Ruth Walters (3/31/2013 10:37:00 AM)

    I hope this didn't really happen! If so, our government's got a lot to answer for, well they've got a lot to answer for anyway.......I didn't vote them in and I certainly won't be voting for them in the future. Personally, I'd like them all out by tomorrow but that's not going to happen so what to do eh. They take it out on the people who can least fend for themselves...... and it's the children that suffer. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 840 Points Unwritten Soul (3/30/2013 6:32:00 AM)

    This poem i dont know if its not real but it really strikes my emotion.....i dont know bout such tax but this tax however need to be defined for more....not everybody rich, there must be a line between logical than a plain rule..._Soul (Report) Reply

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