Does it Matter?
To gobble their Corfu and eggs.
Does it matter?—losing your sight?...
There’s such splendid work for the blind;
And people will always be kind,
As you sit on the terrace remembering
And turning your face to the light.
Do they matter?—those dreams from the pit?...
You can drink and forget and be glad,
And people won’t say that you’re mad;
For they’ll know you’ve fought for your country
And no one in Labour will bother a bit.
Adapted from Siegfried Sassoon.
"Does it matter that Labour are rich, that Mandy and Kinnochio rule?
Do we care we are ruled by despots,
And expenses are their to abuse?
does it matter who rules all over us
Who were not of a silver spoon?
It matters if they are fuckwits
Who see subjugation a goal
It matters if soldiers are dying
And left to rot in a hole.
I hope and pray that our troops will return home soon and our losses will be stopped. I do not hold my breath but if I can be substituted to save a youngsters death, I will sign tomorrow. An army of Oldrighties, better dead if they can save a generation.