A Cold Wind Poem by Dave Dunn

Back in the seventies we had similar problems to those of today - a poem from 1975 might just as well have been written in the last year or two.......

A Cold Wind

A cold wind blows through Britain now
The sun no longer shines
And with the wind comes rain and storms
Such gloom it haunts our minds

The economic new is bad
The pound sinks day by day
So the mortgage and HP go up
Yes that's what the papers say

So sitting here in idleness
For there's no work for me
I wonder how we came to this
A nation such as we

For once we stood up tall and proud
An empire at our feet
It never mattered if it poured
Or snowed or we had sleet

But it's no use to reminisce
When times are getting bad
I'd better go and find some food
To give my poor old Dad

(c) Rhumour
May 1975